http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/-t1.htm What used to be a multipurpose court with running tracks on both the ground floor and second story now serves as a bar and meeting place. There is an eerie feeling of reverence in the air- there aren't many indoor spaces that are so high from floor to ceiling these days. Tue, 10 Feb 2009 16:10:45 GMT 10 http://i69.servimg.com/u/f69/13/39/10/31/attemp10.png http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/-t1.htm http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/general-depression-and-or-fatigue-t71.htm Alecto Rockefeller Alecto sighed where she sat with her chin resting on the table before her. She was surrounded by mug upon mug of that lovely barley-wheat-something-or-other mixture. She felt fairly dull, thinking about all the chaos and ruin that was going on right now since that Harvey twat. She really couldn't care less about his mission, as where her world was concerned, there were people who survied and people who didn't, and it really didn't have anything to do with whether they had an empath link or not. ... Joe's Bar Tue, 10 Feb 2009 16:10:45 GMT http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/general-depression-and-or-fatigue-t71.htm#248 http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/general-depression-and-or-fatigue-t71.htm http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/just-another-day-at-work-open-t59.htm Elijah Black CLANK "Oops!" Eli stood from behind the bar, glancing from the spilled glass to the drunk that knocked it over. It was some new guy... "S-sorry, sir..." the man mumbled, scratching his forehead as he peered towards the pissed off bartender. Sir?...It was obvious enough that the man thought he was one of those mind reading freaks, and that he himself wasn't one. It was an easy mistake to make, and in fact was often made by their kind when they played cautious. Eli ... Joe's Bar Wed, 28 Jan 2009 03:17:13 GMT http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/just-another-day-at-work-open-t59.htm#195 http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/just-another-day-at-work-open-t59.htm http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/waiting-for-the-world-s-greatest-rat-tag-corday-t41.htm Benedetto Adessi Benedetto had heard something that set his blood aflame and drove him out here. He just sat there, in a little corner booth, looking prestine on the outside but bubbling over with anger on the inside. The pure loathing coursing through his mind was so intense that the Normals passing by would give him a wider berth than was neccessary. He was tapping the table gently with his thumb, almost in time with his hearbeat. Fast but not too fast, not unhealthy fast. His eyes searched the milling crowd ... Joe's Bar Fri, 16 Jan 2009 05:24:54 GMT http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/waiting-for-the-world-s-greatest-rat-tag-corday-t41.htm#99 http://roadtoruin.forumotion.com/joe-s-bar-f20/waiting-for-the-world-s-greatest-rat-tag-corday-t41.htm