Post by Oliver on Jul 21, 2007 20:38:39 GMT
It was a rather dull, cloudly, Morning as Oliver walked the Streets of London, searching for buildings he'd be familiar with. Some he found to be familiar where but mere Memories of the Buildings that once stood there, others actually did exist but had a different name.
One building he found was very familiar, a Pub...Dukes Pub. He used to sleep in the Basement of this Building once in awhile. The Owner often bringing him down a plate of left overs for him to eat. Oliver loved that place so he decided to walk inside, passing right through the front door and stopping short of the first table. So many living people hear. He knew there was Ghosts, he had seen most of them, most being Kids, very few Adults since they preffered, most of them, to keep hidden from the Kids. He felt at home, not much had changed in this place since his time, except for the modern stuff.
He walked even further into the Pub and to the Bar, where he sat down next to a young lady of about 21 drinking a Pint of Ale. He smiled as he pounded his fist on the Bar Counter, unknowingly scaring most of the Pubs customers, who had all heard the pounding, and causing the young lady to spill her drink in the process.
He pounded yet again, as if he was an anrgy customer, and shouted. "OI! BARTENDER! MIND GIVING ME A SHOT OF GIN!?" He hadn't noticed when someone stepped up beside him. He was busy pretending to be a Customer to pay attention. "WHERE'S ME GIN!?" He shouted, pounding his fist on the counter and causing a glass to shatter to the floor in the process.
One building he found was very familiar, a Pub...Dukes Pub. He used to sleep in the Basement of this Building once in awhile. The Owner often bringing him down a plate of left overs for him to eat. Oliver loved that place so he decided to walk inside, passing right through the front door and stopping short of the first table. So many living people hear. He knew there was Ghosts, he had seen most of them, most being Kids, very few Adults since they preffered, most of them, to keep hidden from the Kids. He felt at home, not much had changed in this place since his time, except for the modern stuff.
He walked even further into the Pub and to the Bar, where he sat down next to a young lady of about 21 drinking a Pint of Ale. He smiled as he pounded his fist on the Bar Counter, unknowingly scaring most of the Pubs customers, who had all heard the pounding, and causing the young lady to spill her drink in the process.
He pounded yet again, as if he was an anrgy customer, and shouted. "OI! BARTENDER! MIND GIVING ME A SHOT OF GIN!?" He hadn't noticed when someone stepped up beside him. He was busy pretending to be a Customer to pay attention. "WHERE'S ME GIN!?" He shouted, pounding his fist on the counter and causing a glass to shatter to the floor in the process.
