"Thank you Worru, pleasure, to meet you, Orpheous and Kasei," he said acknowledging the two. "I have heard much about you, Orpheous," he said, grimly.

Saber felt an eerie presence while talking to this Alpha. This was no ordinary man...he leaned back and put his head in his interlaced fingers.

"I see. So what brought you out here?"

Worru, noticing Bret's grim tone, "What you got against Cheeseface? He ain't bad."

The Sheikah eyes the man carefully, fully noting how he had not answered the question posed to him. Alpha had given away his name without qualms; why should this person refrain from doing so as well? Perhaps he was still deep in thought and hadn't noticed . . . "I was simply traveling back from Ruto through Tantari to North Castle. I was getting a bit thirsty, and with all the many times Dogura," he jerks a thumb in the Vagabond's direction, "has told me about this place, I figured I might as well stop by. I suppose it's a good thing I did, but I have no doubt that my presence wouldn't have been too terribly missed had I passed on by."

"Nothing," said Bret. "There have just been some bad complaints about him, and I sware he was in my library once." Orpheous' eyes widened.

He responded, "Anti-Orpheous. Don't listen to anything that man says. Look you guys," he said to the people at the table he was sitting at(I think that is Sovelis, Kasei, Worru, Simon, Bret, Alexander, and Bou), "if you ever see me or him, ask this question, "Who did you once work for, my answer will be Basta, got it?"

Worru heard the name, "What about the Magpie? It wasn't just the Basta-rd."

"True, but everybody calls her Magpie, it's hard to keep her name strait. Thus, Basta is easier," he answered swiftly.

OOC:

'Gotta get their names . . . much more convenient than - wait, I already had this conversation with myself.

*cracks up* Some good moments in this thread. I liked "wankers," as well.

Saber nodded thoughtfully. The incident with Rugger and the prospect of Wyndisis was still on his mind.

"You definitely know how to fight, that was one hell of a spell you cast. It probably saved quite a few injuries. Well, for our side at least. Anyways, I'm Sabertache, or Saber for short. Nice to meet you."

The waiters and waitresses pushed open the kitchen doors, bringing drinks to everyone on the house.

OOC: Well, this thread is proving useful after all! Yall come back now! And yeah, that was hilarious Alpha! XD

Aah, finally, I should be able to think things through better after a few beers. Saber picked his up greedily and began to chug it, paying no mind to the foam dribbling down his cheeks onto his tunic. Slamming down the glass that was empty now but a few seconds ago had been full, he threw his head back and sighed.

"A pleasure, Sabertache," Alpha comments quietly as the sound of the kitchen doors draw his attention. Standing up from his seat, the Sheikah finally reaches out and grabs a nice cold glass of water, downing it almost as quickly as Saber does his own choice of beverage. Nodding in satisfaction, Alpha turns back. He'd come to this place for a drink; now he'd gotten one. "Well, with my goal accomplished, I might as well head out." He turns and walks towards the doorway, waving goodbye to those behind him, those who remain.

Saber doesn't even notice Alpha's departure. You could say he wasn't even fully conscious. He took a large breath every twenty seconds or so, but other than that didn't move whatsoever. It was his little way of thinking, and he had a LOT to think about.

Bret asks Orpheous a question, and Orpheous replies. Orpheous, Simon, Bou, Bret, and Alexander, get up to leave. They are walking out the door when...

Something zooms by them, knocking Alexander's hat against the wall. "This is a stick up,"
shouts a figure, walking through the door. He speaks into a crystal, "HOTEL to BRAVO, I am getting it as we speak." 'HOTEL' made a grab for an employe(ZV, tell me if he catches her). One of his followers, who was walking through the door, prepared a powder keg, and set it in the middle of the room. An archer walked through the door and prepared his bow to shoot at the powder keg. "If any of you does anything 'brave', my archer shoots this powder keg. I will kill one of your employes," he says to the maneger, "for everytime anybody talks back. Got it? This can run smoothly. My men well check all of you for money or any other thing we find valuable. My friend here," he continued, pointing to a darknut,"will get all the money that this restaraunt made(I am not sure where it is kept ZV, a safe, a wallet?)."

HOTEL was clearly a lizaflos.

ooc:dangit, I was just about to do something if things stayed peaceful, guess I can wait til' this is done though...and shouldn't you control the guys that you introduced?

ic: Saber snapped back to his senses as the new foes entered."For the love of Din, hasn't this place seen enough action already...?" He mumbled to himself.

His eyes darted around him, looking at the surroundings. There was his empty beer glass and wood splintered everywhere from the last fight. He closed his eyes again as this HOTEL moron blabbed. Never could stand lizards. All slimy and scaly....that was it...he slowly undid his belt, leaning his saber against his chair for the time being. Slipping his belt around two of the table legs by him, he strapped it together and sat back up straight. He slipped a ruppee out of his pouch as he scouted out the positions of every thief.