Post by ~Panzerschurke~ on Mar 25, 2017 18:11:54 GMT
Keystone.... a little town between other small towns of slightly more significance. A blip on the map, the proverbial blinks-ville... as in, if youre driving along the highway, blink and youll miss it. Thats where we find ourselves, but this little town, is known for a few local and nearby attractions such as the Keystone Caverns.. a diner that was purportedly the best in the world.. and a tavern..which played on the very same theme, being named "The Best Tavern In The World!" as if it were playing on the title as some sort of achievement.
The place was far from exceptional, but also not quite a dive. All in all, it was rather typical.. dark wood accents, brassy features, medium dim lights, a small stage for those occasions when talent came to town, and at the opposite corner a quieter section with a fire place, a pair of tatty and once ludurious high back leather chairs, and a coffee table in front of them.
Upon that table sat a mug, on a coaster... the gem wasnt a savage after all.. It was half drained, and stacked to the side were a couple of empty plates belonging to a gem that sat sunk far back in the chair, simply spending some time out of the piblic eye and away from drama and danger, following recently re forming.. a process that wasnt entirely without it's hitches.
The gem is wearing a human made poncho, with an embroidered edge, over top of her baseline appearance modifiers, and appears to be cozied in for the night. Under the poncho the Prototype Heavy scout Silicon Carbide is concealing two extra pairs of arms, a carryover from a combat shape shift endeavor that were in place when she poofed and used a special body death delay skill at the same time... go figure. So for now she learns to live with them, until she can reset her projection, and that means not drawing much attention from the typically skittish humans, hence the extra garment, which she actually kind of liked due to its softness..
She had arrived mid afternoon and hardly moved from that seat, content to do and think very little for a day or two perhaps. So far her time there had been quiet, except for a few glances and remarks from the local rgulars at the establishment...
The place was far from exceptional, but also not quite a dive. All in all, it was rather typical.. dark wood accents, brassy features, medium dim lights, a small stage for those occasions when talent came to town, and at the opposite corner a quieter section with a fire place, a pair of tatty and once ludurious high back leather chairs, and a coffee table in front of them.
Upon that table sat a mug, on a coaster... the gem wasnt a savage after all.. It was half drained, and stacked to the side were a couple of empty plates belonging to a gem that sat sunk far back in the chair, simply spending some time out of the piblic eye and away from drama and danger, following recently re forming.. a process that wasnt entirely without it's hitches.
The gem is wearing a human made poncho, with an embroidered edge, over top of her baseline appearance modifiers, and appears to be cozied in for the night. Under the poncho the Prototype Heavy scout Silicon Carbide is concealing two extra pairs of arms, a carryover from a combat shape shift endeavor that were in place when she poofed and used a special body death delay skill at the same time... go figure. So for now she learns to live with them, until she can reset her projection, and that means not drawing much attention from the typically skittish humans, hence the extra garment, which she actually kind of liked due to its softness..
She had arrived mid afternoon and hardly moved from that seat, content to do and think very little for a day or two perhaps. So far her time there had been quiet, except for a few glances and remarks from the local rgulars at the establishment...