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Xavier
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Dec 17, 2015 12:17PM
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Thank you!! So wanna do simple name age appearance for characters or would you like more?
You can do what you want with your character. Mine will be a little more detailed. I'll have mine up in a bit.
Name: Asaroth Nikoli Age: 315
Gender: Male
Species: Demon
Appearance:
http://image.thefashionisto.com/wp-co...
Hair: Dark Brown - Buzzed
Eyes: Silver
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 237 lbs
Other: Lots of tattoos and a couple piercings
Name: Mallory JaxAge: 19
Appearance:
Height: 5'3
Weight: 130
Great, he's pretty awesome too!! Can you please start
Asaroth walked into a club, completely clad in leather so if anyone brushed against him, he wouldn't have to run away. He sat at the bar and waited to be served. Most the time, he was one of the last people to be served because he often scared them away. Not with just his looks but with his attitude as well. Asaroth was a very standoffish person and he gave people dirty looks whenever they approached him.
If Mallory was being honest with the club, no she shouldn't have been able to work behind the bar, but let's face it nobody is honest. And so it was Malory shift at the club and she took it just like she would any other job at the club. She saw Asaroth approach the bar and saw that he technically had walked up before the other girl. She walked over to the leather clad man her heals clicking as she walked over to him. She personally was not a fan of the tacky uniform that he club made her wear (view spoiler) but when you work on a ocean themed bar she was lucky she wasn't wearing a giant fish on her head. Besides It deffienttallly got her tips, and money was money.. And when you're a hungry college kid tips were very welcomed.
Asaroth kept his head bowed until he heard the sound of shoes approaching him. He looked up at the woman, raising a brow at the outfit she was wearing. That woman was the only female server he had seen at that bar so far. Asaroth removed his gloves but had no intention to touch her. No, he only did that to the people he didn't like. "Straight whiskey. No water." he told her, before she got to close and tossed a few dollars on the bar top to pay for that drink. Asaroth hasn't visited this bar before but he went to clubs every night to drink away the pains and scars he had.
She watched the odd man, he moved different then most, he talked different than most. But oddest of all he was completely clad in leather. But hey she liked the change in appearance, she smiled and as she opened her mouth to ask him but he barked out his request before she could. "Right away sir." She said not taking the money, usually waiting to collect after she made the drinks. She got the ladies order as well, made hers first because it sees to be eaiser. She made his and walked it over to him and smiled "here ya go." She said setting the drink down.
Asaroth waited until she had her hand back with an inch of her body before taking the glass. He wasn't going to risk touching her. Asaroth took a drink from the whiskey and continued to stare down at the bar. Being exiled from Hell was awful in the first place but when they place a curse on you as well, it makes your exile many times worse. "When do you close?" he asked the bartendress, his voice rumbly as if he had been smoking multiple packs again. But he hadn't touched one in his life.
She smiled and said "it's a special night, se kind of sporting event going on, so were open till 12." She said she glanced down the bar and noticed her section was content and decided she would strike up conversation with the guy. "I haven't seen you around here before. What's your name?" She asked him with a smile. This guy wasn't the usual that showed up, he peaked her interest. She wanted to know more about him.
((Out of curiosity how do you pronounce his name?))
((Ah-Suh-Raw-th))Asaroth chuckled humorously. "That's because I haven't been here before." he said quietly to himself then spoke to the barmaid. "Roth." he answered her and rubbed a hand across his shaved head. He had no interest in conversation with this girl but he had a feeling she wasn't going to leaving him alone for a while. His chick was the only person that hasn't been put off by his attitude like he intended.
She smiled as he made the joke, slightly at her expense, but she hadn't expected him to laugh at all. "I like it, it suits you. Names Mallory." She told him as se cleaned out one of the glasses absentmindedly. "Well if you haven't been here before what drew you to this," she paused and looked around the ridiculously decorated building "awfully decorated marine bar?" She asked him wanting to know his story.
((Ah, okay. Thanks for letting me know. Do you want me to delete the thread?))
((No, it's alright. You can leave it. I'm sorry.))
