Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20180227213644/@comment-25363089-20180315160742

(Gonna go with Mistral. ^-^ That way they can check up on their little Otter toddler. X3 )

Alyssa was swaying back and forth in a stool seat in some rustic looking bar shop called. "The Drunk Huntsmen" it was once a place where boot leggers and mobsters came to run their illegal operations. At least that was what the barkeep told Alyssa though she doubt it was entirely.

He even told her that the shop went by a few different names over the year from The Expresso Express to the Whirly Creampie..though she figured the last one was made up just to see if he could get a laugh out of her..To which she simply snorted and grin. It was a very dumb and bad joke but her drink was lighting her up a bit so.

But she did at least saw a few bullet holes in the cave that they were hanging out inside indicating that something had to of happen here long long ago. ''My dad would love this kind of place. ''Alyssa thought as she took a few sips of her drink before wrinkling her face up upon sallowing it. It was strong too strong for her liking it was like drinking liquid fire to her but she wasn't gonna get anymore of it. "Blah..".

Alyssa mummbled as she instead turned her attention to the band. It was a old style band while the members were young their music however was old just like their clothing. Alyssa figured it was part of a theme going on at the bar..a stort of 1920's era bootlegger paradise or sorts and she had to admit it seemed fitting but she couldn't help but imagine her uncle and her parents hanging out in a place like this.