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It was another grim night, the wind was cold and husk. Each breeze would make an Inpheral shiver no matter how thick of a coat they had. Hyperlaser decided to head to the bar to drink his problems away once more. He stood outside the bar, it was a fancy bar at most. If he was going to drink, he might as well do it in fashion..
His hand rested on the door knob, he twisted the knob and opened the door. A soft ring came from the bell beside the door, to alert employees that a customer was entering. This wasn't the first time Hyperlaser came here, yet each time he entered they treated him like a new person. Hyperlaser's antennas rose up as he heard an employees voice speak to him, it was a bartender waving and saying welcome. Hyperlaser responded in a nod and wave, before coming to sit down on a bar stool.
The atmosphere was quite warm, the yellow lights contrasting to the dark oak counter. The red velvet seats, the same warm yellow lights seeping through the encased drinks. The honeycomb contraption holding the wine bottles, Hyperlaser wasn't much of a wine drinker; he enjoyed the strong taste of whiskey in his system.
As Hyperlaser continued to look around the place, observing each detail. The inside of his helmet would show small things about the item he was observing, scanning the item and making a small grid around it. Hyperlaser may have hated Subspace to his guts and pray for the poison to already kill the scientist. But he was thankful for the tech he made for him.
Hyperlaser then saw someone that caught his eye, An Inpheral with a structure that he seen before.. The red and grey kemono, and the red rope tied around his waist. The wings that seemed to be throughly brushed. The Inpheral's back was towards him, yet it was probably for the better since Hyperlaser was staring right at him for awhile. After a moment of staring at Inpheral in detail, marking down every single thing in detail. His visor identified motion, he looked up at Inpheral's face and saw him staring right back at him. His neck did a full 360, it was disturbing yet fascinating at the same time. Hyperlaser's antenna's moved slightly, they both stared at one another for a moment.
"Need something? I sensed your presence." The Inpheral spoke, he wore a mask. The craving in the center of the mask showed he came from Thieves den. The porcelain shimmered the reflection of Hyperlaser's mask. "Ah no..I just noticed your figure, deepest apologies if I stared to hard" Hyperlaser apologized, The Samurai nodded "No worries..you do look quite familiar yourself. Do you perhaps participate in Phights?" The inpheral asked his tone was quite tender, yet holding a harmless curiosity.
Hyperlaser filled that curiousity with his voice "Yes I do participate, you do as well I guess?" Hyperlaser spoke, his voice gruff yet that was normal for the Mercenary. The Inpheral responsed with a nod, "Yes I do, let me greet myself properly then." The Inpheral replied, his body turning it was oddly satisfying to see how his neck twisted without a struggle. The Inpheral now was fully facing Hyperlaser. The Inpheral posture straighten, showing off a more taller appearance then before. "I am Katana, and you?" Katana introduced himself, his voice was a mellow and somber tone. "I'm Hyperlaser. It's a pleasure to meet you." Hyperlaser replied with his name also. He took his hand out, offering for a handshake.
Katana's hand went to Hyperlasers giving gentle shake. Hyperlaser felt the claws against his glove, then the pressure melted away as Katana let go of the hand shake. "It's such a delight to meet another Phighter." Katana stated, his wings fluttered slightly. Hyperlaser nodded in agreement "It is nice, I am thankful you told me about yourself." Hyperlaser replied, Hyperlaser wasn't the one to talk about himself unless asked to. He is used to being forgettable, therefore he sees no point to introduce himself if he will just become a mere memory.
They stared at one another for a moment, writing down one another's details mentally. "So what brings you to the bar?" Katana asked, his claws circling the rim of his glass. "Oh, I always come down to the bar. It's how I spend my weekends." Hyperlaser answered, his antenna's adjusting. Katana nodded his wings ruffled in amusement. "I see...I am quite surprised, I never have noticed you here if you are a constant visitor." Katana stated as he tilted his head slightly.
Hyperlaser felt a little hurt to Katana's words, but it wasn't enough to leave an impact on his tough skin. "I don't make myself known, thats probably why." Hyperlaser spoke. Katana let out a chuckle, "You're right..." Katana replied. Katana's gaze shifted towards the drinks. "Why don't you get something to drink..I didn't mean to hold you up." Katana added. Hyperlaser honestly forgot about getting himself something to drink, it has been awhile since he truly had a normal conversation with someone. Hyperlaser looked back at Katana "I'll get myself something to drink in a bit..you have caught my interest more then expected. I wish to speak more to you while I am sober." Hyperlaser admitted, Katana's body language seemed to be surprised yet interested. The Samurai's body seemed to rise up, his wing fluttered.
"Oh? Well then we shall continue..." Katana spoke his voice turning more smooth with interest. Finding amusement in Hyperlaser's small confession.
The two talked the night away, Hyperlaser was to in depth with his conversation with his new found friend to even get a drink..It was another grim night, the wind was cold and husk. Each breeze would make an Inpheral shiver no matter how thick of a coat they had. Hyperlaser decided to head to the bar to drink his problems away once more. He stood outside the bar, it was a fancy bar at most. If he was going to drink, he might as well do it in fashion..
His hand rested on the door knob, he twisted the knob and opened the door. A soft ring came from the bell beside the door, to alert employees that a customer was entering. This wasn't the first time Hyperlaser came here, yet each time he entered they treated him like a new person. Hyperlaser's antennas rose up as he heard an employees voice speak to him, it was a bartender waving and saying welcome. Hyperlaser responded in a nod and wave, before coming to sit down on a bar stool.
The atmosphere was quite warm, the yellow lights contrasting to the dark oak counter. The red velvet seats, the same warm yellow lights seeping through the encased drinks. The honeycomb contraption holding the wine bottles, Hyperlaser wasn't much of a wine drinker; he enjoyed the strong taste of whiskey in his system.
As Hyperlaser continued to look around the place, observing each detail. The inside of his helmet would show small things about the item he was observing, scanning the item and making a small grid around it. Hyperlaser may have hated Subspace to his guts and pray for the poison to already kill the scientist. But he was thankful for the tech he made for him.
Hyperlaser then saw someone that caught his eye, An Inpheral with a structure that he seen before.. The red and grey kemono, and the red rope tied around his waist. The wings that seemed to be throughly brushed. The Inpheral's back was towards him, yet it was probably for the better since Hyperlaser was staring right at him for awhile. After a moment of staring at Inpheral in detail, marking down every single thing in detail. His visor identified motion, he looked up at Inpheral's face and saw him staring right back at him. His neck did a full 360, it was disturbing yet fascinating at the same time. Hyperlaser's antenna's moved slightly, they both stared at one another for a moment.
"Need something? I sensed your presence." The Inpheral spoke, he wore a mask. The craving in the center of the mask showed he came from Thieves den. The porcelain shimmered the reflection of Hyperlaser's mask. "Ah no..I just noticed your figure, deepest apologies if I stared to hard" Hyperlaser apologized, The Samurai nodded "No worries..you do look quite familiar yourself. Do you perhaps participate in Phights?" The inpheral asked his tone was quite tender, yet holding a harmless curiosity.
Hyperlaser filled that curiousity with his voice "Yes I do participate, you do as well I guess?" Hyperlaser spoke, his voice gruff yet that was normal for the Mercenary. The Inpheral responsed with a nod, "Yes I do, let me greet myself properly then." The Inpheral replied, his body turning it was oddly satisfying to see how his neck twisted without a struggle. The Inpheral now was fully facing Hyperlaser. The Inpheral posture straighten, showing off a more taller appearance then before. "I am Katana, and you?" Katana introduced himself, his voice was a mellow and somber tone. "I'm Hyperlaser. It's a pleasure to meet you." Hyperlaser replied with his name also. He took his hand out, offering for a handshake.
Katana's hand went to Hyperlasers giving gentle shake. Hyperlaser felt the claws against his glove, then the pressure melted away as Katana let go of the hand shake. "It's such a delight to meet another Phighter." Katana stated, his wings fluttered slightly. Hyperlaser nodded in agreement "It is nice, I am thankful you told me about yourself." Hyperlaser replied, Hyperlaser wasn't the one to talk about himself unless asked to. He is used to being forgettable, therefore he sees no point to introduce himself if he will just become a mere memory.
They stared at one another for a moment, writing down one another's details mentally. "So what brings you to the bar?" Katana asked, his claws circling the rim of his glass. "Oh, I always come down to the bar. It's how I spend my weekends." Hyperlaser answered, his antenna's adjusting. Katana nodded his wings ruffled in amusement. "I see...I am quite surprised, I never have noticed you here if you are a constant visitor." Katana stated as he tilted his head slightly.
Hyperlaser felt a little hurt to Katana's words, but it wasn't enough to leave an impact on his tough skin. "I don't make myself known, thats probably why." Hyperlaser spoke. Katana let out a chuckle, "You're right..." Katana replied. Katana's gaze shifted towards the drinks. "Why don't you get something to drink..I didn't mean to hold you up." Katana added. Hyperlaser honestly forgot about getting himself something to drink, it has been awhile since he truly had a normal conversation with someone. Hyperlaser looked back at Katana "I'll get myself something to drink in a bit..you have caught my interest more then expected. I wish to speak more to you while I am sober." Hyperlaser admitted, Katana's body language seemed to be surprised yet interested. The Samurai's body seemed to rise up, his wing fluttered.
"Oh? Well then we shall continue..." Katana spoke his voice turning more smooth with interest. Finding amusement in Hyperlaser's small confession.
The two talked the night away, Hyperlaser was to in depth with his conversation with his new found friend to even get a drink..