~A Trio of Bards~

[Molly McCafferty]

Ah, a day at a bar in Carraig was a day in a candy store. Except instead of gum drops, there were mugs of beer! But that's besides the point. The point is, someone had a gig tonight, and the bar was hosting a party. WHO DIDN'T LOVE PARTIES!? And it was scheduled to be the party of the century, to boot, so people had flocked to this bar from longstanding circles of party conninsuers, the world throughout. So one thing was heading through the mind of Carraig's numero uno rockstar at the moment... "Score!~" Slinging her custom doubleneck, one side guitar, one side keytar, over her back on its strap, she left the back room of the bar and stepped out to see the tables and chairs having been moved out of the way, and the first partygoers had arrived. Pretty soon, the place was on a roll, and the scrub bands were finishing up, as the big act prepared to go up. Glancing to her drummer, Molly did indeed note that he seemed eh... WELL. Her band didn't really ever seem very excited... But he was tapping the sticks on his seat, if unenthusiastically. And the singers, for all their apparent boredom, did seem ready to perform. MOLLY, on the other hand, was quite ready. So as soon as Flaming Farts on Fire, or whatever scrubs were playing, finished, she led the band on stage. As she climbed up onto stage, the bartender spoke over the intercom; "Now introducing our main act tonight. You've all heard them. You all love them, I hope. Heeeeeeere's! THE MARCH OF CARRAIG!!"

As she stepped onto the stage, with a cheery grin, one of the singers handed her the mic, as she WAS band leader. "Dia dhuit, Carraig! Are ye ready t'rock?" The partying party-goers gave a loud, hearty cheer, and Molly grinned. "Let's hit it, then, guys!~" And with that famous clicking of the drumsticks, that rock-n-roll countdown to showtime, the party carried on. Their line-up was pretty intense, totally awesome stuff; Alicon Hell by Annhihilator, Soldiers of the Wasteland by Dragonforce, Death or Glory by the Clash, Paint it Black by the Stones, and they ended with Slipknot's Before I Forget. So as their singers sang, the song started to wrap up, ending their turn on stage. "I! AM A WORLD BEFORE I AM A MAN! I! WAS A CREATURE BEFORE I COULD STAND! I! WILL REMEMBER BEFORE I FORGET! BEFORE I FORGET THAT!!" And on that note, Molly gave a final few licks of the guitar, before the song ended to the cheers of the partyers. "Rock on, ye party an'mals! I'll be seein' ye all next time!~" Grinning, she moved from the stage, placing her instrument in its safe, as her band dispersed to go uh... Do things they do. Whatever they do, that is. She had no idea, actually...

ANYWAYS, she went to go party! First thing first, she hit up the bar, where she got a nice glass of tequila, perfect for any good party. She did, of course, sign a handful of autographs as a scrub band came up to the stage, saving her from raving crowds. So she drank her drink and instead of drinking herself drunk like she liked to do, she figured she'd go dance. WHICH SHE DID. Because dancing is fun, especially at a party. So, off to dance, she was~

[Bronze Degan]

The lights in Carraig Where a little different then when he was last here, it flashed in front of his eyes, neon greens, sunshine yellows, and flaming reds that weren't in the air last time he was there. Every time i consider quiteing...i see something like this! A small smile crossed his already dazed looking face and he couldn't help but pop another pill and continue walking down the tree lined street. He stumbled along not knowing where he was or where he was going...other then the fact in his mind he knew exactly where he was going and if any one asked he knew exactly where he was....at a place....in the middle of a place...looking for his penis....no not penis...looking for something to do. Yes that's it!! I must be bored!! Or was he.....

A sounds came to him then, like the painful wailing of an angel.."That is heavenly...and....and.....something else! i can just taste the word!" He let his ears guide him to some random bar where the wailing of a demon goddess had guided him, and demons they where! A crowed of undulating sycophantic...overly sexed demons! What did i walk into?!! He starts to turn around and run his well tailored ass out of that demons nest....but then the succubus on stage hit a high note and...he saw and..That music is drawing me into a pit full of hell spawn!!! Damn me if i care!! He jumped into the crowed and out demon danced the demons!!...or at least thats what he thought...in all honesty he may just have looked like a freak with neon piped jacket and bronze buttoned shirt .

As the music stopped...and some of the drugs started wearing off...he stood in the middle of the dance floor his shirt mostly ripped off and his hair in a crazy tussle, eyes flashing every which way laughing like a mad man..."Ha..ha......I love demons" He slowly walked away from where he was standing...slowly the laugh fading away into the music that had already started again.

[Guest]

"No, Jeff, get the show for me tomorrow. Tomorrow. You've already cocked it up tonight, no need to do it again."

Lili finished her sentence, closing her mobile phone with a sharp 'clack' sound that was drowned out by the booming of the band from the club she thought she'd be performing at tonight. Of course, thought and reality are two distinct entities, which is why Lili was perched on chest high wall, her red leotard shining from the light cast from the door and a large bag containing her casual attire slung around her shoulder. Her mood was not one of jolity, a vicious scowl fixed onto her face. Her usual agent in Carraig was on holiday, so she had to rely on his incompetent assistant, and boy did she want nothing more than to click her fingers, slam her hands on his shoulders and keep burning him until he burst into tears.

"Now what?" She asked herself, trying to think of something to do for the night. However, her ears were repeatedly drawn to the constant thudding of the band playing covers of songs she wouldn't listen to, but tonight would admit that they certainly got her heart beating. As much as she preferred a fancier, more expensive club, the band tonight was just really good. She sighed, deciding that she could at least spend some time amongst the crowds as neon lights cast across them, surrounded by noise.

So it was that she walked by the crowds, the bouncer saying she could go in considering her situation, but drinks weren't as cheap as usual tonight. Lili immediately forced herself towards the bar, dropping the bag of clothes with the doormen for safe keeping, before waiting for her turn to order. Her plan? Jagerbombs, and lots of them, then go out into the crowd and enjoy herself. Someone in a ripped shirt shouting about demons seemed to be doing that already, and the sight caused Lili to smirk quite meanly at him, before looking forward to the barmaid.

"Jagerbombs, and plenty of them."

[Molly McCafferty]

SO. Dancing was what she wanted to do, and dancing she would do. So embracing that Esparian half of herself, she danced like a maniac, maniac, on the dance floor. Because everybody knows that Esparians dance well. In fact, to Molly's knowledge, Esparia won the dance-off every year at the Olympics, even if only two countries compete. And one of those countries was composed of camel-hugging snow-hillbillies, who only win at hockey, skiing and curling because none of those are real sports. Meanwhile, unless that DASTARDLY Gang of Wolves is up to cheating, Esparia won at basketball, track and field, golf, dancing, and extreme trapeze and fireball juggling. REAL sports! But that's besides the point. SO. Anyways, Molly was dancing like an Esparian Olympic dancer.

And as she danced, she noticed a dude screaming something about demons. WELL THEN. What an interesting fellow! So she danced over to him, hugged him, and danced onward, salsa-ing and disco-ing around the bar, until she got tired. By THAT point, she stepped over to the bar, sat beside some lady drinking jagerbombs, and ordered up another glass of tequila. Taking a sip, she smiled and glanced around, finally setting sights on the woman beside her. "Dia dhuit~ M'name's Molly." Indeed, her name IS Molly. And also indeed, she DOES like to randomly talk to random people for random reasons. Randomly. So with another sip of tequila, she awaited some form of response.

[Shula Brighton]

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[Bronze Degan]

Well...being hugged by a succubus wasn't nearly as painful as one might have thought, in fact he found it almost pleasing!!No..dont think that...demons can read thoughts!!! Ohh god im thinking again!! I must...must STOP!! And stop he did, once again he found him self lost in the dance, the close pack of bodys and most of all in the music and the beat of his heart. Soon after his mind began to clear and his breath finally caught back up to him and he felt like his chest was about to explode. How long had he been dancing? Days?Hours?Minutes? He couldn't honestly tell but logic seemed to dictate it hadn't been days...and it hardly seemed likely he could have survived hours..so it must have been minutes, and some pretty intense minutes at that!!

He stumbled his way out of the dance floor and some how managed to make it to the bar before collapsing into a heep on a chair....that may or may not have been filled at the time. Hey!! Barkeep!! I needs me some water on the rocks!! And plenty of it!" Man this seat was warm...and well slightly lumpy but thats what you get at bars like this lumpy Stools! Warm water and fucking demons!! He shook his head...and out of his peripherals....he saw a face that was oddly close to his own.

It took a second for it to register but....he wasn't in fact sitting on a stool...or more to the point he wasn't the only one sitting on said stool. Well...isn't...this interesting... Well he couldn't help but smile then...she was a fairly attractive female by his semi-drunken standards!!"Hia...i usually buy a girl a drink before i sit in her lap....what will ya have?" Oddly enough he didn't move from her lap....why ruin a perfectly good thing?

[Guest]

Lili's gaze was fixed on whatever glass was in her hand for the majority of her time so far. She wasn't really in too much of a dancing mood, much more to entertain herself and get some cheap booze before she moved on home. The club was packed, almost wall to wall, with people dancing or drinking, losing themselves to the chaotic adrenaline. It was a world worth losing one's self to, but it also wasn't Lili's style. No, she needed drink down her throat before she could begin to dance.

"Dia dhuit~ M'name's Molly." Lili's eye caught the woman who addressed her. Red. Everything was red. Red hair, red clothes; if she grinned wide enough, Lili was pretty sure that her teeth would be red. Everything was red to the point of it being glaring. Lili smiled politely back.

"Dia dhuit. Lili." She replied, before taking another swig of her current jagerbomb and thinking of a conversation piece to at least keep things moving. "Do you know the band that was on earlier? They were pretty good..." She began, but then she felt a presence on her lap. She didn't react for a second or two, until she realised; it was the drunk who was shouting about demons earlier.

"Hia... I usually buy a girl a drink before I sit in her lap... what will ya have?"

"Nothing from you, mate." Lili answered irritably, annoyed by the invasion of personal space, then she opened her legs, leaving the drunk nothing to sit on and sending him plummeting to the floor.

[Molly McCafferty]

A bright, happy smile from Molly, as she extended a hand for Lili to shake, hi-five, fist-bump, or what-have-you. "Loveleh t'meet'cha, Lili." As Lili took a swallow of her drink, Molly noted that her glass was empty, and set it in front of her as the bartender refilled it, handing it back to her with a smile and a thank ye, as Lili seemed to have found some words to say. And what words they were... WEEEEE~ EGO-BOOOOOOOOOST~ Molly smiled and nodded, noting that, as the bar was behind the dance floor, she may not have recognized her. "Aye, they're th' March o' Carraig. What'd ye say yer favorite part'o the performance were?"

As Molly awaited an answer, she was a tad surprised to take a sip of her drink, and upon turning around, note that the demon-boy was sitting on Lili's lap....Oh how hard it was not to laugh... He seemed positively blitzed on a bit of everything, and sort of reminded her of Dunstan. Thank goo'ness SHE was never that drunk. Y'know. Besides the times when she was... Oh, and her resistance to laugh? Yeah, that all but imploded away when Lili dropped him on the ground, obviously annoyed, as Molly gave off a series of giggles. "Wha're ye try'na do, boyo? Ye're a funny one, tha's fer sure!~"

[Shula Brighton]

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