Blood Money Bar and Medical Clinic

[Silver]

Kalliste disconnected the comm and looked at the empty space,
and at James, swearing at something in one of the corners.

She smirked and went outside.

Thirty minutes later, banging was heard at the entrance of the bar,
and James peeked outside to see what the fuss was about.

A sweaty Kall greeted on top of a ladder,
finishing up the positioning of a giant holo screen that was the size of the whole door.

[color=#FFCC66]"What's this?" Lemon asked.

"You can't have a bar without a sign, can you?" Silver replied.

"Some say you can't have a bar without tables either." He quirped back, still cursing inside his mind.

"Well, maybe this will brighten up your day." She said as she jumped down the ladder.

She stood at the entrance alonside Lemon and with a solemn voice she said:

"Let this be the beginning of a very old bar and a lot of booze. People, today's soup is Whisky at the Blood Money Bar&Grill."

She clicked a button and the holo came to life.

Welcome to the Blood Money. Today's soup is Whisky, everyday. And here are some rules.

#1: No guns. You bring a gun into this bar, we reserve the right to let Silver choose a death for you.
And for it to be broadcasted through out Coronado, and to whatever is your family.
Reavers are exempt of this rule.

#2: You pay your tab. You don't get to walk out with booze or bar appliances to pay.

#3: If a brawl happens, the Reaver Merc. Co. will deny any participation afterwards it.
So.. If your hand was broken by Lazuli or Lemon, you were drunk at the time and certainly were imaginating things.

#4: Sh** happens.

#5: In case of urgent medical treatment, please head to the back of the bar, to the Clinic for treatment.

#6: You got a problem with a Reaver? You're in the worst place possible, bubba. And that means we get to kill you.

#7: When a Reaver decides to kill you, it's gonna be horrid. It's gonna be messy. And you can bet it's gonna be fun.


And with that, Silver's comm beeped again and she smirked while reading it.

"Supplies and crew are coming. We'll get this joint up and running in no time."

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop