"Did you miss the part where I said you'd transform back in a day? There's no undo laser. Some one or thing can overwrite the transformation though." [Hey Uglarinn, I posted in out one on one too.]
"Alright, I can wait a while." Dusty walked back to the bar and sat next to Maya. Maya felt him with her hoof, saying, "Biped bodies are weird, dude."
(Lets see if i can save face lol) The influx of orders and questions was enough to make Ryh's head spin. He did his best to fill the orders, but the questions skipped right over his head. "I really should consider hiring some help.."
((I still regret nothing)) While Mat continued to just sway in his seat, a door appeared outside of the bar, and opened, revealing another man armored in gold. His Green ponytail flowed as he slowly made his way into the bar. His face was covered in scars, one covering his entire eye as he walked up to the bar counter, and took a seat, far away from the others.
(Enter X the ghost. I mean, I can switch my characters too!) Root grumbled to herself and jumped off the chair. "I'm weirded out. See you all in therapy." And with that, she left.
"I didn't notice anything weird going on. Huh." Dusty was examining his newfound hands. He looked up at the armored man for a second. "Another saint?"
Sean cautiously walked through the door of the bar and looked around and then slammed into something hard and fell down. He looked up to see a man covered in gold armor. At least he thought it was a man. It was hard to tell from behind. "Watch where yer fockin' goin' ye dick bag." He said getting up.
(Oh jeeze, Azure. ;-; Might want to let up a bit on the swearing.) "Well maybe you should've been watching where you're going." Laughed a ghostly voice behind him.
"I did!" A head popped in front of him, but it was... Upside down? "I'm X!" She exclaimed, her eyes glinting with mischief.
"Hey Mat, whaddya say me, you and Dusty have a drink-off? Think you're stallion enough, dude?" "Not the worst idea I've heard all day."
The Gold Saint turned to give a glare at the anthro jackalope that bumped him from behind before taking his seat, he heard the comment about gold saints, making a mental note that he should probably have a conversation with Mortis later as well... a lengthy one... probably should also shut him up for a while. Meanwhile Mat gave a chuckle. "You sure? I've been known to be quite a drinker."
"You're on." Mat gave a small smirk, as the Gold Saint took a look at the drinks behind the counter from his seat.
