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this is chapter one, again...with various additions and edits. enjoy!
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She smiled as she hung the now open sign over the door. She had finally done it!
Owning an establishment like this bar was what Vistar Moni had always dreamt of, and now she had one! It was really hard to establish though...Living on an underground military complex made it hard to do anything at all. Especially one that she wasn't allowed to tell anyone of it's existence. A surge of excitement ran through her as she put up a large cardboard hiring sign in the largest window, then went and started to wipe down the bar top to keep her busy. She had been working for a few minutes when she turned her head to the sound of the front door opening. She glanced at the man who came in. He was tall, well built, and his face was completely covered with a red mask so that you could only see his eyes...well one eye, the right one was covered by his long, jet black hair. he was clothed in black: black suit, black gloves, and a black trench coat that went to his feet. he also wore a helm of finely polished metal, which held a regal blue cape that also draped down to his feet. he wore a narrow brimmed hat with a red feather. It was tilted down almost to the level of his eyes. His ears though oddly enough, were clearly visible and quite pointed. then his eyes met hers, briefly, she felt a chill run down her spine as she saw the color of his retinas: they were blood red, and clouded, as if he had seen much that he would like to forget.
Excaliber looked at her curiously, she was dressed completely in green; her hair was even green. he noticed the now hiring sign..he could use a job. He looked straight into her eyes,then closed his, concentrating. When he opened them again, he smiled.
"Ah, madame vistar, it is a pleasure to meet you...I noticed that you require help, do you have need of a bartender?"
Shock coursed though Vistar. How did he know my name? She wondered. after thinking the offer over, she decided to hire him. She did need help, and if he knew her name before she told him, he might make a good bartender indeed..but still she was nervous..."Of course..."
He smiled"Excaliber. My name is excaliber...just call me ex though,"
"Okay..Ex* She smiled.
"nice to meet you...how long have you been here?
"me? I've been here a while...how about you?"
well...I enlisted as a cook...guess I make good food."
Excaliber laughs, and goes to the bar looking around.
"nice place you got here...it's part of the original city."
Vistar smiled. "thanks. I just got permission to open this place up."
At that moment another man walked in. His hair had been dyed red, and he was dressed nicely. Ah, my friends...Good day." His voice had a thick russian accent.
"My lovely lady, I trust that thou art the owner of this quaint establishment?"
Vistar smiled. "yes I am, is there anything I could do for you?"
"Yes, could you suggest anything to cheer that of a lone, homesick Russian...and perhaps some wine, preferably red?"
Vistar went into the kitchen, calling out to the Russian as she went."how 'bout some noodle soup? Oh..Ex, Would you get the man his wine?"
Ex smiled. "of course Madame. here is your wine sir. If it is not prying, was is your name my friend?
The man smiled. "you may call me strangelove, and if i heard her correctly, your name is Ex...Is that short for something?"
Madame vistar comes out of the kitchen with Strangelove's soup. "his name's excaliber" she sticks out her hand. "and I am Vistar Moni"
Strangelove takes his soup, eyeing Excaliber, then shakes Vistar's hand. 'it's is a pleasure to meet both of you, however, seeing as I have finished the soup that thou hath provided me, I am afraid I must leave. I am sure we will meet again, I look forward to it." With his remark, he turned and left, the door sliding open for him as he left, only to close again after he had gone through.

Tilter wandered the halls of Atlantis. Where did you find food around here? he was starving.
Just about to give up, Tilter stopped, noticing a bar that must have just opened recently. His stomach growled, and heeding it's call, he walked in. The doors slid open soundlessly as he walked in, he still wasn't used to all the technology in this place: Forcefields instead of windows, holographic projectors, hovercraft... even the weapons here used some sort of energy particle that never needed ammunition. Not to mention the Quantum reactor, which got it's energy from the black hole enclosed in it's confines. There was just to much technology for a simple soldier as him...well, he wasn't a simple soldier- he was special ops: the best of the best. Back when he when on missions he had seen some pretty strange stuff: On one of his missions he had got some extra-terrestrial ife insert him with an embryo. The doctors never found out how to take it out, it just stayed in his stomach as he stayed medicated with drugs to keep it sedated. Of course, eventually it might become immune to the drug, and then he would be screwed, which was the reason he agreed to go to atlantis in the first place; they might find a way to take the damn thing out. Looking around at the bar, his stomach growled again. walking up to the Bartender he looked at the menu.
"hey! Could you get me a steak and a beer?"
Excaliber looks at the man. he is a strong, tough looking man, still carrying a modified colt .44, one of the signature hand guns of the special forces. with grey eyes and brown shaggy hair.
"here's your wine sir....Vistar, we need a steak..."
Vistar comes out of the kitchen, and wipes her brow. "your steaks coming sir, is there any..."
she cuts herself off as she notices tilter, ands notices that he is quite handsome, as well as built.
"H-hi, sir..I'm Vistar Moni, pleased to meet you"