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Vanny realize this as it was pointed out that she was yelling, even though she been through a lot ever since she come to this place, accidentally might as add, it really doesn’t excuse on yelling some stranger who is just doing their job and have nothing to do what she is going through with. “Ah-! my apology sir...it been quiet an hour ever since I arrive at this place, I been almost robbed, manage to pissed off others, I’m trying to progress all this happening in one go but yet this place just doesn’t let me, it just like to throw me more things before it could even let me think even.” Vanny spoke as she couldn’t help but wonder if there are others who might hold accountable for her for accidentally bumping to them, stepping on their tail or not even letting them take her stuff even though that the last thing she want since arriving this place. “I’m queen vanessa from the subcon kingdom, though everyone call me vanny, please to meet you striker, again apology for the sudden rudeness when coming here.” Vanny spoke as she glance at the imp in front of her ears perk down while she took the drink she ordered and simply took a sip of it. the ice queen let out a misty sigh. Glancing around at this place while her tail sway, she was on guard on any person who is next to try to rob something from this royal person.
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The ice queen, the red demonic draconic red stripe being was sent to hell, literally but the thing is, she been dead for such a while that she was on the other side, the living world and yet her teleportation ability have taken her to actual hell. honestly she wasn’t surprise at this point specifically knowing what she have done, vanny felt like she have deserve to go through hell but this was a bit much, not as much as going through task but this was still a lot to progress yet hell manage to throw her a lot of things before she could even let her progress, she almost got her crown, money, orbs, everything she own almost stolen, manage to pissed off a few imps and other sinners and it been a hour. The ice queen was about to break until she notice a bar while walking by, it isn’t much but if anything she will take what she get! the queen dashed toward at the bar, sit at the stool chair, slam with both of her fist as she yelled out “give me one of your best wine or alcohol!” Vanny spoke up in a yell as she was desperate to cool down even for a moment. even if it just temporary.
The day had been nice and calm, patrons gently moving in and out of the doors, going on their way to their jobs, some coming back from them, the hours at the saloon were constant stream with those needing to unwind or those requiring a little pick-me-up before a shift, Striker and the staff were more than happy to serve those whom needed it and had the coin for it.
Striker would be lying if he said it was the first time he’d seen someone fly into the saloon needing a drink, yet it was the first time he’d seen someone do it in such a demanding and aggressive way. He blinked as he stared, and decided to go through the whole spiel for her.
“Welcome ta’ Strikers Saloon, hope ya enjoy ya time here…” He didn’t bother with the small talk or actually trying to figure out better what drink she wanted, she wanted -the best- so she’d get something pricy.
He decided on a French 75, adding everything he needed into a shaker with ice and taking his time while shaking, he’d strain it into a champagne Flute glass before garnishing it with a lemon twist. Taking out a coaster for the drink, it had the icon of the upright -eight of cups- on it, he’d place the drink on it before sliding it in front of her.
“Mah names Striker, pleasure ta’ serve ya miss, please do not yell when ah am standing right in front of ya.”