[center][h2][color=00a651]Koru[/color][/h2][/center]
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Koru's senses came rushing back to him as a chilled wind played on his face waking the elf. A thin layer of frost made his jolt back to reality a little more painful by lightly clinging to his hair. The walk that had led him to this tavern must have been more exhausting than he thought, sleeping in public was not a common even for him. Slowly he folded his book closed and gave a quick look around the tavern, there weren't many patrons he recognized in the room, the elf bartender was a welcome sight. Leaving some gold for his drink he made his way to the exit, he would have to remember this place.

[center][h2][color=716cb1]Tic[/color][/h2][/center]
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THUMP THUMP THUMP ring THUMP THUMP THUMP ring

The sound of what felt like a hot shot decker's playlist rapping against the inside of his skull slowly brought an unwilling Pixie back to the land of the living. Groaning he tried to fix his eyes on a single point on the ceiling, the room however must not have liked the way he was looking at it as it seemed to turn and squirm away from his focus. He could tell it was one of those nights as his buses from an ill picked fight made themselves known. He would have wanted to just curl up and die right there if that infuriated ringing wasn't keeping him from the lovely land of sleep.

Slowly the pixie clawed his way out of bed and across the floor to where he had discarded his jacket the night before, the source of sound vibrated slightly as the pixie punched a few keys on the screen and held it up to his ear.

"Tic?! where have you been man? I've been calling for day?!" the voice was vaguely familiar still a name escaped him at this time.

[color=716cb1]"hurbercheurber?"[/color] Apparently so too did speech his normal words having been replaced with incoherent mumbling and grunts.

"Fuck it, it don't matter right now" the voice sounded rushed with a hint of panic "Just lay low for a couple more days, that were house was hotter then we first thought K? Just stay low" and with that the voice stopped.

Swaying Tic stared at his comlink and got to his feet, well he was up now and he had the sneaking suspicion that the thumping in his brain wasn't going to let his sleep anyway. He took a weary step forward only to have his face meet the ground rather swiftly his foot crumpling under his own weight. A growl escaped his lips as he pushed himself up and out the door careful to tuck the key into one of his pockets.
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That taller bartender from when he was last awake was making his way down the hall, he looked a whole lot worse for ware. While he still had no kind feelings towards the man the guy had some respect. Offering the taller man a quick nod Tic knew better than to kick the man while he was down, that usually came back to bite him.
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Taking the stairs slowly and using the wall as a railing being too short to reach the wooden one above him Tic found the tavern to be the same loud place as it had been the night before. The thought of being alone in his room with the thumping seemed like a good option now if it weren't for the massive climb back he'd have to make. That lovely lass who served him last night meditating in the middle of the bar? doing his best to avoid the shuffling feet of patrons Tic Blundered his way over to the elf. Stopping just before here a had lazily rubbing his half closed eyes.

With surprising care he stretched out his arm allowing the tick mana in the air to lift him up by his wings he slowly and gently poker her cheek.

[color=716cb1]"What are ya doing?"[/color] he said in half yawn half whine