12-08-2019, 12:14 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;"]What was once a standard mess hall - stainless steel cafeteria counters, sterile white walls - was almost singlehandedly transformed into an old tavern, a strange but welcome juxtaposition to the vaguely retro-futuristic landscape of the 1950's town. The cheetah offers a little smile as he falls into place alongside the group. The majority of the work seemed to be complete, but Aurum needed a hand with the interior decor; Kaz wasn't much of a designer, but he could figure something out with what they had. At the very least, he could organize this into the most efficient process possible for Aurum's sake, and ensure that no time was wasted.
"It's pretty... High fantasy, huh?" Kaz thinks of those little paperbacks he'd catch a friend reading from time to time, Lord of the... Something, (he never paid that much attention when he friend rattled off the plot) and thinks hell, maybe that's the world we're living in now. He supposed the change of scenery was a good fit for Tanglewood, what with its angels, demons and firebreathers abound. It was a mood-setter for a quiet night at the bar, at least. Moving towards the boxes of decor Aurum had prepared, Kaz took the liberty of shuffling around inside, and gave a little frown as he pulled out a leathery, open-jawed alligator skull. "Uh - you into taxidermy, sir?" Yeah, maybe that would look weird on the wall if any of their gator friends went sentient and asked for a full membership.
ooc. braindead sleepyposting.. rip my muse :pensive:
"It's pretty... High fantasy, huh?" Kaz thinks of those little paperbacks he'd catch a friend reading from time to time, Lord of the... Something, (he never paid that much attention when he friend rattled off the plot) and thinks hell, maybe that's the world we're living in now. He supposed the change of scenery was a good fit for Tanglewood, what with its angels, demons and firebreathers abound. It was a mood-setter for a quiet night at the bar, at least. Moving towards the boxes of decor Aurum had prepared, Kaz took the liberty of shuffling around inside, and gave a little frown as he pulled out a leathery, open-jawed alligator skull. "Uh - you into taxidermy, sir?" Yeah, maybe that would look weird on the wall if any of their gator friends went sentient and asked for a full membership.
ooc. braindead sleepyposting.. rip my muse :pensive:
[align=center][div style="font-size:12pt;font-family:verdana;color:#4c5461;letter-spacing:-2pt;"][i][b]—-— I GET [color=#4c5461]MEAN WHEN I'M
NERVOUS, LIKE A BAD DOG
NERVOUS, LIKE A BAD DOG