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 Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 3:42 pm
"Eh. As far as I'm concerned that god, my father, and the leader of their little cult can get ********> She listens to the oni speak, sipping the water as it melted from the ice. Well, it was good to know that she wouldn't be beaten up. She smirks at what Ibara was saying, until she heard the words 'unique opportunity.'
"A spare room? You'd really risk having someone like me out and about around here?" Hartly chuckles a little, rubbing the back of her neck. "Well, I can't rightly say no to an offer like that, now can I? I do appreciate it, and accept it with as much gratitude as I can possibly muster at the moment."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 4:26 pm
"Risk? Please , I am risky myself. Helping someone who has had to deal with the same s**t I do? I think that is a unique opportunity on its own." Ibara grinned at Hartly, "If you wait for the little flux to go down , I will gladly show you to your room. Its a bit of a storage room right now, but hey, I can move that stuff easy."
She looks to the door,"The only one who ever happens about the second floor is Yuuka and I, so no one will bother you !"
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 5:09 pm
Hartly nods a little and smiles. "Well, I certainly wouldn't mind if you bothered me. Please, do so on a whim, preferably without so many clothes on." Ah, Hartly, ever the charmer. She chuckles and drinks the last of the water, before simply chewing the ice up. After setting the glass down, she stretches out a bit.
"Is there anything I can do to help around the place, then? I mean, I'm not going to stay here if you're just going to let me do so for free. Surely, there's something I'm able to do, such as tending the bar when you're unable, or something of the sort." The half-celestial stretches out, then puts her hair back in a pony tail. Best keep it nice and not messy for the time being. Besides, she looked better, arguably, with it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 5:22 pm
"Without so many---?" Oh right. Ibara wears about three layers on her torso, pants, belts, buckles, fingerless gloves, a cap and heavy boots. She looked ready for the damn apocalypse, for sure. "I swear I don't sleep like this!... I have.. Uh.. Pajamas..." A suggestion by the dearest Kazami Yuuka, "About bothering you, I will keep it in mind-- I mean, should I need help or something-!" She was so awkward now! The oni rubbed her forehead under her cap.
"I wouldn't mind getting help during the busy days in the bar. It gets specially lively around the holidays and festivals. The oni sake sells like mad," She was returning to her original shade,"While we find you a better job than bartending."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 6:53 pm
Hartly chuckles at the Oni's awkward statements, and leans forward a little. "Oh? Pajamas? How boring. Well, if you ever do decide to come in and bother me, don't you worry about clothing. It would be taken off soon anyways." Oh, Hartly. Stop teasing the Oni. She smirks to herself, closing her eyes for a few moments. Opening them, she taps her fingers against the counter idly, grinning.
"Like I said before, I'd be happy to help with anything that you might need around the bar, and I'm quite physically capable, mind you. Though I suppose you might call me pretty capable mentally as well. Assuming you'd need anyone to do anything on the actual business front, I might be able to give that a try for minor tasks and the like."
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2014 7:09 pm
"e-Ermn O-okay then-" She was almost smoking by now. Ibara facepalmed as she tried to lose the newest blush, "Ah, i never did look into expanding the business, or anything of the matter. I am more of the... Jock. I never really thought of this as a business." She hummed thoughtfully, "Give me a second -"
Ibara moved away for the time being having to serve another customer. When she was coming back a bar fight began, and so she jumped over the counter to tear the drunkards apart and individually kick them out the door. Details would be a waste of time! Mostly involved two or three men with too much testosterone , drinks flying out of tables, a table breaking, a man sliding into Ibara's piano- aaaaand the rest was Ibara mostly kicking and punching men till the three rebelrausers where out the door. She came around infront of Hartly long enough to say, "One second- I need to clean that mess-" Ibara spent most of the day hauling the tables around, cleaning and pretending not to be strong enough to throw them at a few idiots. By the time she was done it was essentially closing time, so Ibara came back to Hartly grumbling.
"Sorry about that, Suddenly hormones and men don't mix- its closing time , we can go on upstairs now!" Ibara grinned a bit.
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 12:31 am
Hartly chuckles once more and nods, standing up and grasping her bow closely. "My, oh my, aren't you in a hurry to get out of all of those clothes, Ibara? Throwing men out of here just to get to little ol' me." Letting out another chuckle, she gives Ibara a suggestive wave, and heads upstairs with her bow, not really waiting for the Oni. After all, Hartly wanted to put on a show for her. Hartly, seriously though, stop with the flirting. This is too much. 'No it isn't. I'm having fun.' Well, you're having too much fun. 'Am I?' Yes, you are. Stop breaking the fourth wall now. 'Okay, okay, fine. a*****e.' Idiot.
That aside, Hartly waits atop the stairs for Ibara, standing against a wall. "Is there a bed in the spare room, or will I simply have to make do with the floor for now? I'm fine with either, but it would be best to go in with the mindset that something is in there." Ah, Hartly. Her logic was always strange to everyone but herself, it seemed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 10:42 pm
"what-? That's not quite what I---" Ibara protested before she simply blushed. She locked the doors and closed the windows, she hanged her hat and put her gloves into her pants' pocket- all late night rituals. After that was done, the oni came up to Hartly. The hornless oni was totally in over her head with the genius' logic, but she smiled,"I believe there is a mattress. The room has been storage as of late, so... If there is a box in there evades me!"
The stairs led up to a rather nice humble "living room", with a few doors visible. "That is the bathroom, that'd be my room... This is the spare room." she opened the door to a rather untidy room with miscellaneous objects here or there. The mattress was propped up by a furniture piece with a mirror. "see! Mattress!" Ibara seemed way to content with herself. She went on in hefting many things in her arms and clearing space for the mattress that she then lifted with a hand and dropped in the new cleaned space,"Tada! Its not much, but while we clean this out, its what I can offer, Heart-ly!"
The NPC is way too proud of herself here! You should feed her some P-Blocks in exchange for EXP points.
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