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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2017 18:13:08 GMT -6
Just Here for a Good Time
ft. Ragnarok & Rosie
War-Colt | SagaWolf
Time of Day: Night
Timeline: Summer, 1700
Weather: A warm night, with a light breeze and cloudless sky |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2017 20:26:32 GMT -6
R A G N A R O K
owner of Gameland Casino
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The long day had quickly closed to an end, the sun sinking from its spot high above the city of Valore and giving way to the moon's bright light. Ragnarok had hardly noticed the time, as his day (like most days) was full of working and nothing more. It wasnt until the door of his casino swung open and he heard the familiar hoof steps of a certain friend of his. The large black stallion closed his eyes and sighed with a grimace, his lips pulled tight and ears flicked slightly back. He knew what this meant. He was about to be dragged out, very much against his will.
"Ragsy~!" Oh, there it was, his stupid chirpy tone. Ragnarok turned on chipped hooves, his cloak floating at his side.
"I already know why you're here, and yes, lets go." The dark stallion sighed, flicking the mess of curls that was his forelock from his eyes. It wasnt that he didnt like to go out, it was that he knew his friend was going to ditch him at the first sight of a pretty mare walking through. Though, of course, that did mean Ragnarok had a higher chance of grabbing a quick drink and hoofing it back to do some last minute work. This thought brought a smile to his lips- perhaps it wouldnt be wasted at all.
Their hoof steps rang on the hard wood floor of the empty casino as they left, the door slamming behind them as the entered the warm night, the full moon casting long shadows down the street. The two stallions kept up a soft trot, their steps loud against the cobblestone road. It wasnt until they came upon their favorite bar did they slow, Ragnarok pulling the door open and entering first as he always did.
He glanced around the room, watching as both drunk and sober danced on the dance floor to music they didnt even know. Shouts from losers at the gambling tables could be heard, as well as cheers from the winners. Ragnarok halted in his steps, turning to ask his friend what he wanted to drink- but, he was already gone. A scowl found the ginger haired stallion's lips as he spotted his friend dancing along side a very obviously drunk mare.
"Go figure." He mumbled under his breath before turning back to the bar. He would just get himself a drink- and it could do on his friend's tab for all he cared! A shot of something bubbly was slid his way as he scanned the crowd, his deep red gaze only stopping once when it found a little pink mare standing in the corner. She looked to be high end, but nobody high end in their right mind would be found here...
Ragnarok arched his brow with curiosity, but took to waiting and watching. Perhaps she was here with someone.
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