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[i]A towering titan of a man kicked his way into the bar. The door opened with a deafening thud, and the man made his way into the bar. He walked with the robustness of a military general, his red longcoat gleaming in the light. Light was reflected off his sword, which looked sharp and deadly, as usual. He towered over the other people in the bar, his very appearance inspiring fear and submission as he thread past the flurry of people. 

Well, he didn't even have to find his way around. The people in the bar moved aside, as they were visited by such an intriguing man who might as well be the messenger of Death itself. He took a seat at the counter of the bar, his disposition still as threatening as the evening sky. His crimson eyes interlocked with those of the bartender, recreating the scene of a bloody warfield, plagued with bloodshed and anguish. [/i] 
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He then loosened up into a shit-eating grin.

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[color=indianred][b]"One mug o' beer, scuttlepants!"[/b][/color]

[i](OOC Note: I forgot that to say that Bogart was carrying a suitcase with him.)[/i]