"You okay there?" the barmaid asks with an expression that seems less concerned and more amused.Tilia watches stunned as the man whose name she could not know is named Prince took his last breath. She considered pouring one out for this man, but causing a mess would not go well with the staff. Instead she downed her entire glass, almost choking on the gummi worm.
The janitor finishes boarding up the windows and saunters over to mop the Prince off the floor."Um... I'm sorry for all of this mess."
Kahnom nudges Prince's foot with his own and watches it flop back into place.
"Definitely dead..."
Through the poorly boarded window, Kahnom can hear the faint snickering of the barmaid.Kahnom looks back at the barmaid
"Star chart? Outside you said? Yeah, that sounds like uh, yeah a great idea."
Kahnom quickly exits the tavern and looks straight up at the sky.
"Bitch, it isn't even night."
"Watcha lookin' at there, sonny?" comes an old man's voice from behind him, "Tryna look at the moon before it comes up?"
"Hey, don't look at me, I'm on bar duty," says the barmaid.Busting in from the living quarters upstairs Master Recon slams the door open in his drunken stupor. He looks around the tavern at the strange assortment of people who have collected in his place of business when his eyes land on the beautiful figure laying on the floor. The empty bottle fell to the floor shattering and sending shard of glass sliding across the wooden floorboards. To the best of his ability Master Recon stumbles over the the man and kneels besides him.
"Good night sweet prince."
After a moment of silence he looks back up the the people in the tavern.
"When the hell were you pissers gonna inform me about this?"
The janitor grumbles and goes to sweep up the broken bottle.
A lot of the less adventurous patrons have left by now. Between the blatant murder and the wrath of Recon, they've had about all they can handle for the day.
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