Sorry for any mispellings or anything. I wrote this when I was real sleepy. TT_TT Anyways, this is set after pt1 of the Blak Corner Cafe series. Reviews are much appreciated. Enjoy! ^D^
"I heard this place was a popular high end cafe in Outworld but I didn't think it would be like this..." Sub-Zero said as he walked into the bar. It seemed like a nice place, very nice for Outworld standards. It had two storeys with many rooms on the upper floor, a chandelier that hung and lit the whole area, a carpeted floor, and the hall was wide with a counter at the far end where they served the food and drinks. The chairs were like smoothly polished logs that had cushions on them and the many tables, with their many occupants, were neatly scattered everywhere. Next to the counter was a door decorated with gold linings, and a door that lead to the cooking area.
"Can I get you two anything?" A man with dark blonde hair and blue eyes asked, walking up to the two men with his pen and paper at the ready. Though his smile was polite Sub-Zero couldn't get the feeling he didn't want to see them there. The fact that he never made eye contact with them didn't help, either. The hellspawned waved a dismissive hand. "We were actually looking for something alcoholic to drink."
"Ah, of course." He simply said and put the writing instruments away. "If you could follow me."
He lead them through the decorated door next to the counter, and into the bar area. They took a seat and then he gave another polite smile. "So?"
"What's your poison?"
~~~~~~ Some Hours Later ~~~~~~
"My anger burns bright..." Scorpion stumbled his way to the Cryomancer and grabbed his shoulders for support. "But not as bright as the red hot burning *hic* love I feel for you Sub-*hic*-Zero!"
He took out his mask and attempted to burn his uh...love interest? Erron's eyes grew wide and he drop kicked Scorpion out of the bar before he could cause any damage. "Hey, hey, HEY! No fighting in my cafe! If you want to fight then do it outside but leave my bar out of it!"
"U wanna goo!?" He said and stumbled his way to the waiter. "I KNOW YOUR SECRET, BRUCE WAYNE."
"Uhh...wrong guy." Erron pushed the drunk Scorpion off of himself and Scorpion fell into a sit. He glared at Black and pointed to him.
"Then what about John Marston!?" He yelled, his voice breaking in the process. Erron rolled his eyes and didn't answer. Scorpion grabbed his leg and pointed to him accusingly. "I knew it."
He fell unconscious shortly after. Black grabbed him and dragged him to his uh...friend? Sub-Zero sighed and took the wraith into his arms, looking to the waiter with apologetic eyes. "I am...really, really sorry about this."
"It's no problem. Just make sure he doesn't do that again. If he does it, I'll put a bullet with his name on it straight through his head." The waiter hissed and rubbed his temples.
"Waitaminute..." Sub-Zero's brow furrowed and he looked at the waiter suspiciously. "Outworlders don't use guns..."
"..." Erron froze at what feats of stupidity he allowed himself to accomplish in a mere few minutes. Just what things he allowed to leave his mouth that could very well give him away. He began to get a little nervous once Sub-Zero turned his suspicious gaze towards the gunslinger in disguise...perhaps not so much in disguise now though. Erron could have sworn the air around him visibly grew colder but hopefully that was just because of the Cryomancer in front of him.
"The only one who does...and the only one who kills his victims with bullets that have their names etched on it is..." Sub-Zero gave him an even more intense look and walked closer to the waiter. "Erron Black. Would you happen to know him, by any chance?"
Erron did what he does best...he played it cool. Black leaned on one of the railings and tucked his hair behind his ear. "Pffft, wai-wha? Ha-he-hey now, where'd you get that idea? I mean, wahaha..."
"I have no idea who this man is." He said and mentally shot himself. Lying was so much easier with a freaking mask on. The Cryomancer just continued to stare at him, albeit he was staring blankly now.
"You have really nice blue eyes." He suddenly sputtered, making the awkward silence even more awkward now and somehow managing to make the gunslinger wish for that awkward silence back. Erron backed away and held his hands up. "Oookay buddy. Time to get you guys a room..."
'This is good. He won't recognize it if I was lying or not.' Erron happily thought to himself because Sub-Zero was partially drunk as well. Thank...
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Goodness things had to play out this way. Erron would have never gotten away with that if things had been otherwise. He watched the Cryomancer drag his unconscious friend and gave a smile as they entered the bar again. Then, a cook came out from the door and went up to him. "Hey, boss. We're out of Cookaberries and Pineweed. I can get some from the local market just at the town square."
'Oh cool. We can get those where I'm needed next.' Erron thought and smiled. "There won't be a need. I'll be out again soon and I can get a better stock for cheaper where I'm going."
'That is...straight from the trees of the Kuatan Jungle...a perfect place for a bandit hideout.'
