☆ZRAEL - SUPER SESSION
[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.
There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.
Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]
RECIPE BOOK
There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.
Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]
RECIPE BOOK

Re: Share a Memory
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I mean, I get being competitive, I sure am. But you don't get stronger unless you fight stronger opponents. And them being jerks about you being human wasn't a great look either, so. [ She shrugs. She's trying here, it's just hard not to have sympathy for non-humans being talked about like they're trash when you happen to be one and you've been treated like trash for it. ]
Re: Share a Memory
I'll get stronger as a result of this setback. I'm sure of it. The next time somebody tries to throw me through a wall, I'll bounce off of it like a pinball, fly back at them and knock them into next week!
[She doesn't even seem to notice Aliza's disdain for the implications of the stuff she's said.]
Re: Share a Memory
It's not like we have much to do, here. Training wouldn't be the worst idea. I do a lot of it, myself.