The Multi-Dimensional OC Bar

"Not when my mare is as beautiful and raunchy and sexy as you my love." He walked to the door, holding her carefully on his back with his magic. "You may be right about that Ician."

"Heh." Harmony sniggers. "You're not too bad yourself." She eyes Paladin with mock seriousness. "Though you could be a little better, really. A little more muscle here, some there..."

Ician, having distanced himself from the two, flattens his ears against his skull as he gazes at Arianwyn. "Oh, don't be like that. I'm sure you'll find somepony. You're too nice to be ignored." He places a comforting hoof on her shoulder. "Just you wait. Sometimes, love comes from the most unexpected of places."

Paladin murred. "I'll to train a little harder than. Shall we go my sweet?" He nuzzled her cheek.

Harmony smiles at him, snatching her violin to her side with her magic. "Please, do let's."

He carried her out, kissing her as the door closed behind him. Almost immediately after, it swung open. Divine strides on, panting slightly.

Ician's ears perk up. "Divine?" He swivels to face her. "You seem a little out of breath. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. There's a five minute recess, and I need vodka, stat." She looked at Martini. Taking it, she gulped it down thirstily. "Ahhhh~"

"A case, huh?" Ician looks at her, interested. "How has it gone, so far?"

"Defendant is a bastard, but he's innocent." She sighed. "I better get back, though time does freeze for you when you enter this bar..."

Ician nods in understanding. "I'd question how you know that, but at this point I really don't care too much." He waves a hoof towards the door. "Go. I believe the court is waiting for your verdict. Also, you'd better leave before you drink yourself under the table."

He then rolls his eyes. "Honestly, if I could really charge people for being bastards..."

"You can't unfortunately." She sighed and stood, nodding to Ician before walking out.

"Goodbye." Ician calls as the door swings shut. Summoning his new glass of water to him with a blaze of magic, he turns his attention to his drink, brooding silently.

Arianwyn silents thinks of what are her choices while sipping her drink aswell.

For a moment, silence reigns supreme. The Bar is blanketed ever so briefly with a cloak of tranquility, a calm air not seen since Paladin's last entry.

With a sigh, Ician breaks it as he turns to the others. "At the risk of repetition... How's life?"

"Confusing, now that I have started trying to make plans... I don't know anyone that is single..." she sighs.

Ician ponders this for a moment. "Hm, let me think." He hesitates. "I just realised I don't know anyone's marital status. Well, except me of course, I'm single."

He sits back, nodding, satisfied at having been able to answer his own question. All of a sudden, his eyes widen, what he had just said finally registering in his head. "Ohmygosh, I didn't mean to imply- that, that I- I mean, you- he- they..." He blushes deeply. "Uh..."

"You seem even more confused right now than I am.." Arianwyn says, slightly silently than usual.

Ician blinks twice. His mouth snaps shut. He sits back and resumes his calm brooding while staring at his drink. "... Hm. I suppose I am."

"Well, you're about my age already." Arianwyn adds while blushing.

"Um... I suppose that's true." Ician concedes cautiously, a faint blush still visible on his cheeks. "But, well, if you want relief... that is, from me... which is not to imply anything untoward, if you have no such intentions, but... I'm not too experienced either." The blush intensifies. "But if you need a favour... I could always help out." He coughs awkwardly. "As a friend, that is."

"I'll think about it... I guess. Thanks.. for the offer." She says while blushing.

"No... no problem." Ician lands his forehead on the table. "... Why do I feel as if I just navigated myself through a social minefield... and got blown up a few times?"

"I... don't really know. But if we do do ..... that... I'll have to somehow tell my ice cube that you're not.. being hostile towards me. He doesn't really understand those things either." She says.

Ician gulps, his eyes widening. "Oh my. I can't imagine having to defend myself against a dragon." He shudders.

"Don't worry, he usually obeys me... as do I when he asks for belly massage..." she sighs.