Young Writers Society

"errr. okay."

Runs in.
"i saw a fire and came running! Is everyone alright!"
looks around at everyone that's sitting peacefully and relaxes, "I take it you are."
"I'll have a lemon, lime and bitters, thanks."
sits at bar.

Jasmine gets up, and waves to Tassen, who has just come in, on her way. She sits down beside iQuipple and pulls out her ipod. Flicking to "The Offspring", she holds out an earphone for iQuipple to take, and puts the other in her own ear.

Nobody's here anymore. I'm sad.

Logosgal walks in and orders a hot chocolate. She sits down and notices Tassen moping.
"Hey, Tassen, what's wrong?"

Almost no one yses the tavern anymore.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YWS!!

Kyte walks into the Tavern, hands in his pocket. "Any apple cider?" he asks the bartender.

Maybe cups her hands to her mouth and shouts from her place in the back of the room, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY YWS!"

Nai calmly strides through the tavern doors.

He lingers at the door a moment, twirling a smoothly polished dagger deftly between his fingers.

His pointed ears twitch as Maybe shouts nearby, but at hearing what she said, he smirks and walks forward. Nai's white cloak trails behind him as he continues on, his scabbard gently clanking against his leg.

The elf continues to walk to the end of the bar and plops down into a seat. He sheathes his dagger, then rubs at his half open eyes.

"Barkeep.", he says as he runs a hand down the side of his neck, "Something strong, please."

Blue marches in determinedly.

"Hey Nate," Blue says so everyone can hear, "drinks of choice to everyone. We gotta celebrate this birthday like we mean it."

alix marches in hesitantly, choosing a seat at the dark corner of the tavern.

with her night eyes she surveys the crowd and pulls out a worn notebook, then starts to sketch everybody in the tavern

anything with red please, she telepathically tells the bartender

Nai quickly glances over to Alix as the bartender hands him a small glass.

"Quite a hobby you have there." he says to her.

He reaches into a sack on his side and pulls out a few coins, handing them to the barkeep with a nod.

Taking his drink to a corner, Kyte plugs in his brand-new computer.

"Let's see," he mutters, "where did I put that story?" He finds the story and glances up.

All the others are busily sipping their drinks. Nobody notices as he slips a disk into the computer and starts playing.

"Belated birthday party for YWS!!!!"

Chris tries to enter but can't get through all the others are hogging it. no problem he thinks to himself, Chris then body slams on five people. Now there is room