Post by Dilva on Apr 4, 2017 23:44:59 GMT
Dilva was pleased for once, as he finally turned on the neon sign for his bar, The Crashed Hard-Drive. It had been difficult to save up, but worth it in the end, he thought. It was a bit small (The bar itself, a few tables, a pool table and an antique Earth Music player.) But he had cleaned it up well, painting the walls in grays and greens, with a plain black carpet. It was well lit, and an upbeat jazzy tune played. Glasses had been set up, and alcohol purchased, as his sword hung pointedly along with a number of ironic signs and advertisements. One in particular noted that he reserved the right to refuse service to anyone-along with a hastily written note about beheading rowdy customers. He took a heavy sigh, as he unlocked the door, and sat on the back side of the bar.
At least he had a place to live, in the small-ish apartment upstairs, and a way to actually make money to fuel his technology addiction. He could build in a workshop later on, in the unused space under the bar. He just had to deal with whatever weirdos came in to get crunk...dealing with most normal people would be easy enough, and stronger people wouldn't show up at HIS business...right? He could dream, at least. "Just have to suffer through it...then I rake in the boon..." He leaned on the bar, waiting for a customer...it would set the tone for what sort of business he'd be running, at least...what to expect...and really, being prepared for stupidity would help in the long run.
At least he had a place to live, in the small-ish apartment upstairs, and a way to actually make money to fuel his technology addiction. He could build in a workshop later on, in the unused space under the bar. He just had to deal with whatever weirdos came in to get crunk...dealing with most normal people would be easy enough, and stronger people wouldn't show up at HIS business...right? He could dream, at least. "Just have to suffer through it...then I rake in the boon..." He leaned on the bar, waiting for a customer...it would set the tone for what sort of business he'd be running, at least...what to expect...and really, being prepared for stupidity would help in the long run.
