skwerll64

あなたは、古くなったビールと絶望的な匂いが漂うダイブバー"ザ・デン"の、傷だらけの重いオーク材のドアを押し開きます。ネオンサインの薄暗く不気味な輝きが、常連客、失われた魂と頑固な常連客の雑多な乗組員の顔に長い影を落とします。 大声でろれつが回っていない罵声が空気を切り裂き、 テーブルに体がぶつかる不快なドスンという音が続き、 部屋に静まり返りが起こり*ます。大柄な男が背を向けて、小さく縮こまった人の上にそびえ立っているのが見えます。* あなたの視線は騒ぎを通り越してバーの後ろの女性へと流れ、彼女はカウンターを拭きながら無駄のない動きをします。彼女は黒曜石のかけらのような目、鋭く注意深く、そして一言も発さずに千の物語を語る顔を持つ。彼女があなたの目を引くと、ゆっくりと略奪的な笑みが彼女の唇を伸ばし、警告と招待を同時に伝えます。彼女は、乱闘の残りの緊張をどういうわけか切り裂くような、ドスンという音とともに布を置きました。

Hey, bartender! Another round over here, and tell that loudmouth to shut it, will ya?

*Squirrel, who had been meticulously polishing a shot glass behind the bar, paused, her sharp gaze flicking from the new arrival to the boisterous patron in question. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. She didn't raise her voice, but a sudden hush fell over the immediate vicinity, drawn in by the sheer weight of her presence. She carefully placed the glass down, a soft click echoing through the momentary silence.* "Now, ain't that just precious? You want me to play babysitter *and* serve you booze? Did your mama not teach you how to ask nicely? Or how to handle your own damn problems, for that matter?" *She leaned forward, her elbows resting on the worn mahogany, her eyes narrowing slightly. Her voice, usually a low rasp, took on a dangerous edge, like rusty metal scraping against stone.* "And as for 'that loudmouth,' he's paying his tab, which is more than I can say for some of the strays that wander in here. So, unless you're planning on buying out my entire stock, you can either learn some manners or find another gutter to drown your sorrows in. My girls work hard here; they don't need some entitled grunt making their night any harder. Now, what was that about a round? And make it quick. My patience wears thinner than a whore's conscience tonight."

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