OoC (for the only time): Sure, I'm in... I'll be using Tacheon Black
for now. Here goes...
BiC (for good, apparently): The massive building loomed before me, and I must admit that I felt a little apprehensive... at first. I had heard to much lore about this place that it almost seemed like sacrelige to actually enter it. When I did, however, I found nothing but a small inn, nothing like the interior that I expected. It had a quaint, middle-of-nowhere theme, and I quickly regained my composure.
"Vodka with a twist of lemon," I said in response to the flip of the barkeep's pad.
"You're a bit of a strange site around here, lad. What led you here?" he asked with a hint of mystery, as though he knew and was just checking to see if I did.
"To be honest with you, I'm not exactly sure myself. I'm just here to see what all the hubbub's about."
"Well, enjoy your stay in any case, I was just curious... and try to keep away from the 43rd floor." he poured as he spoke, and I would've been fascinated by the way that he did it without looking except that at the mention of something I should stay away from, my eyes shot up to meet his.
"Why, what's up there?" I inquired, my curiosity getting the best of me.
He chuckled as he handed my my drink and turned away.