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This thread shall be home to an RP started by myself and Indecisive (Who I shall from this point on reffer to as "Indy" cause I can) and is open for anyone else to join.

Althought this is a Sivoa RP, it does not take place in the same setting, or time period that the comic does. More information on this can be found here:

• Setting information for Judy's Bar and Inn.
• Otnas Ognim City information.
• General setting informatin for Sivoa

Color Key
To help with keeping track of what characters are interacting, we use colors to distinguish their text from others. The following is a list of what colors are being used for characters:

• Bit - #FF3D0D
• Angel Siamese - #0080FF
• Darlene - #008000
• Judy - #8000FF

Being a veteran bartender in unknown territory was something that Abbot McCord could not grasp very easily. He was not much of a youngin’ in the world of bartending, already have about seven or so years of experience, but as Sivoa was now his new home, he still felt a tad awkward. The drinks here were different from the ones that we was used to serving, and now, Abbot felt that he was back at square one.

When Abbot first arrived at the tavern, there were a few patrons, but none came to him for a drink- which was a relief because he still wasn’t familiar with most of the new drinks he had to add to his already vast knowledge. He clocked in and headed straight for the bar itself. He began to wipe down the counter clean. One of the patrons he met a few days ago tapped on the counter in front of his vision and waved.

“Hi Bit!”

The bartender returned the salutation with a small wave and continued his task. While he was cleaning, he did not notice the heads were turning to the direction of the entrance only until a little later, when he saw the one with seniority walk in professionally to the bar out of the corner of his eye. Bit expected that the head-turning was caused by her possible dramatic late entrance. He continued to wipe down the counter. Bit did not hear her casually walk to the bar, and only noticed her when her shadow was on the counter top. He looked up at the late one .



His eyes saw every movement of his co-worker’s lips and his brain translated each movement to a sound he had learned as a child. Bit first shook his head, realized that Angel did not see it he instead simply:

“No, I haven’t seen her today.” His voice having a notable lisp, his accent equivalent to one from Britain.

He bit his lip- this was his first official day working, as the other days were his interviews, and he was hoping for a neutral reaction to his disability lisp.