[color=2e3192][center][h1] Kieran Hishamie [/h1][/center][/color]

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Kieran walked until he found a bar that looked pretty buzzing. Normally Kieran couldn't be bothered to go to bars like this, but tonight Kieran was just feeling outy. Kieran walked through the bar doors, and immediately regretted his decision. It was loud, TVs were on, people were drinking, and having fun. It was chaotic, but it was out of Kierans comfort zone. He decided he needed a drink. Kieran walked over to the counter and took a seat on one of the stools.

Kieran  looked around before ordering. So many people, so many excuses on why Kieran should leave, but he didn't. Then suddenly Kieran got an idea. He pulled out his laptop and pulled up a fresh word document. He began typing away, eager to express the scen he was in.

[i]Bar Scene, musty surroundings, fresh alcohol being poured. Out of place, our main protagonist looked around.[/i]

As Kieran typed this he looked around as well.

[@silver fox]

[i]A shy looking red haired beauty, sitting and blushing, trying so hard to speak. Looking very out of her comfort zone.[/i][@lovelyanastasia]
[i]There, another beauty. Hidden interior and only displaying what she wanted people to know. If only one could travel through her mind and behold the wonders.[/i][@shin]
[i]A dark haired man, looking as though he had been through hell and back. I can only assume he is the type of man that you would go to in extreme cases of an emergency. But I wonder how he deals with life on a day to day basis. Is he calm and collected? Does he hate the people he is around. Or he is pleasant? Can he make someone smile without any effort?[/i][@the survivor]
[i]A women speaking, with energy and a passion not lost on any wondering eye. Her words may be lost to one outside of her conversation, but she seems to be fluent in the way of speaking in a way that draws peope in.[/i][@lunaeria]

Kieran finished typing this and smiled. He had characters for his story, or at last a few people he could use in a side project book. Kieran gave the room a once look around and seemed to find he came into eye contact with a few people. Kieran truned his head and closed his eyes, away from the eye contact. the bartender had come up to him to ask what he wanted.

[color=0054a6]"Just a scotch and soda,"[/color]Kieran said without opening his eyes.

Kieran opened his eyes when he heard the thunk of his drink being put in front of him, but he didn't touch it yet. Kieran then resumed typing away on his computer.