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Continuing from the introduction of Oh Bloody Hell - Personal Effects (link at bottom of section). Carei sets out from the room she found herself in, to explore her strange, new surroundings.
Carei opened the old swinging door, leaving behind the hallway that led to her room. She entered a dining area filled with tables, a large fireplace, a small stage, and a bar. Several doors similar to the one she had entered through provided different exits.
The room was large, with seating for over 100 people. The decor was a mishmash of old and new. The tables and hearth looked to be plucked out of time, from hundreds of years ago. Small torches in the walls lit the room. The bar had taps for dispensing whatever drinks were on offer, along with small coolers holding bottles of ale. Behind the bar a kitchen was visible, with modern machinery for cooking.
On the wall over the bar was a digital clock that displayed a series of numbers separated by dots. The time and date didn't make any sense to Carei, keeping track of some calendar she was unfamiliar with.
A half dozen tables were filled with customers, a rough-looking crowd. Two tables had people wearing modern space-faring uniforms. Some were human, some were alien. At another table sat men and women dressed in medieval armor, swords and daggers hanging at their waists. At other tables were men and women dressed in outfits from the late eighteen/early nineteenth centuries of earth. The dining room smelled of smoke and drink and food. It felt homey and dangerous at the same time.
A pretty, blonde-haired waitress went from table to table, taking orders and delivering food. The food varied by who was served, from steak and eggs, to Qlag, a Kivalen dish a little like Terran pasta that barely qualified as food.
Serving drinks behind the bar was a female Flansh, an alien race with strange inter-dimensional origins. In many ways similar to humans, this Flansh had long, dark purple hair, and a lighter purple tint to her skin. She was wearing a brown vest and skirt, and a long tail protruded from a hole cut for it. She was skinny and cute and moved about energetically.
Some of the customers turned to look as Carei entered the room. Most immediately turned back to their food, though she noticed a continued look from some of the more medieval adventuring types, large rough-looking men. Whatever tech-level from their home-worlds, Carei was used to dealing with all kinds.
The waitress walked over to Carei, hips swaying as she moved.
"Hi, I'm Colleen," she said, her voice light and sweet. "You probably have a million questions."
"Yeah, I do," Carei answered, looking around the strange room.
"K... well, our bartender will help you out. This way."
Colleen walked towards the bar, Carei following. Carei watched many sets of eyes follow them as the moved.
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