WHY IS THIS HERE WE DON'T NEED ANOTHER ONE (Fantasy RP, OPEN TO ALL WHO CAN FIND A PLACE TO DUCK IN)

(I'm not)

(M'kay)

(Didn't Harper say they're coming back 2morrow?)

(Hey Harper are you back?)

(Yeah, sorry I had to leave I had a bit of an emergancy)

(It’s ok it was an emergency)

(Thanks)

(Np)

(Should we get on with the rp?)

(Only the two of us are here.

Actually, we might be able to catch up your character)

I'm here)

(Oh! Hello)

(Oh sorry I guess I was getting ahead of myself) ;P

(Nah, it's okay)

(I'm here too)

(Hey)

(Hallo)

(Anyone here want to start RPing, or should I wait)

(We can start the RP)

(I'm here)

(Everyone's in the bar but Malachi and Heathel, so we can start up there)

Okubo sat down and sipped his milk, watching the others in the building.

(Does that work?)

(Yeah)

Elowan watched the bar, noticing when a new person sat beside her. She decided to make conversation; what else was there to do while Xavier was still drunk?

"Howdy! What brings you out here?"

Okubo sipped on his milk, oblivious of the person talking to him.

Elowan, undaunted by being ignored, tried again a little louder than before. "Hi! I'm Elowan, what's your name?"

Okubo didn't hear the shouts, and continued to drink his milk. When it was gone, he signed at the bartender, "Can I get more milk, please?"