--- Raven Of The Night --- a club for got goth? members

[Burnt Retnas]

**she sits down on a stool at the bar and begins her tale** Well, my parents were killed three years ago and I've been alone ever since, fending for myself and wandering around. I was going aloung the path and saw the light of the bar as I was walking and decided to come in and get away from the cold night. **she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and smiles shyly**  

[lurichan]

I see *looks around for a bartender to no avail, and steps behind the bar* So what can I get for ya to warm you up? Some tea or hot chocolate perhaps?  

[Burnt Retnas]

**smiles** Thank you kindly but, I'd prefer some water, if you would?  

[lurichan]

Sure, not a problem. *Grabs a glass, adds a few ice cubes and fills it almost to the brim with water*  

[Burnt Retnas]

I'm sorry but, I must go to bed, (Its a little pass midnight here) Goodnight, pm me or add me if you would like.  

[lurichan]

I was just going to say it looks like my shift is just about over. Take care of yourself, and try not to let the cold get to you.  

[Dr_lecter1988]

*Wanders into the place, Turns on the lights and walks back behind the bar. He takes off his coat and lies it on the counter next to the wall. He turns and picks up the broom and dust pan. Walking over to the door to begin his sweeping of the club, he takes his hair out of the ponytail and does a quick finger combing of it. HE gets to the door, sets the dust pan on the floor next to the door and begins to sweep with a rythmic back, forth, back, forth, almost to a beat that only he can hear. as he sweeps he occasionally looks up at the door hoping some one will walk in and save him from this monotony*  

[Dr_lecter1988]

*he finishes sweeping and grabs the dust pan, he sweeps the pile of dirt up into the dust pan and walks back behind the bar, HE empties it into the trash can and places the brook and dust bac kback in their respective areas. He then turns to the CD player and puts in some Beethoven, his 9th ot be precise. and he then begind to brew a pot of coffee while waiting for customers.*  

[Your Night Surgeon]

*Simply chuckles and continues to drink his soda, watching the others as he often does.*  

[Dr_lecter1988]

*looks at sirenstoy with a surprised look on his face*

you and your lurking. you scared me for a moment. how've you been?  

[Your Night Surgeon]

*Said with a wink and a winning smile*

No need for alarm, friend. I live, I suppose. And how are you?  

[Dr_lecter1988]

*chuckles and wanders over to his coffee pot to pour himself a cup*

"Living is always good, personally, the last seven days have been... how can i put it... Difficult. Other than my past wreaking havoc on my, everythings fine.  

[Your Night Surgeon]

Good, good.

* Began looking closely at his beard, then, sighing, he gulped the last of his Mt. Dew*

To be honest, I'm falling apart at the seams... Lack of communication with my girlfriend. My Fiance, rather.  

[Dr_lecter1988]

*looks back at sirenstoy and takes a sip of his coffee*

"I'm sory to hear that, mind if i ask what the lack of communication is over?"

*looks at the empty Mountain Dew cup*

" would you like some more?"

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[Your Night Surgeon]

*Giving Lecter a smile, he shrugged*

" I wish i knew what it was over. That's life, I suppose. Yeah, I could go for another, thanks."

* His hand felt a crumpled bit of paper in his back pocket, it was a poem he'd written about a year ago.*