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At the beginning, Damons bar had been a small startup. He put enough elbowgrease and time into it and it ended up budding from a small sprout into a beautiful snapdragon. He knows there are many businesses like this across the city, there's one closest to his bar that just kicked open though, and he has hopes to see it blossom in its own way. The bun running it is very young, but she works hard and is really attentive to people who come in. She reminds him of Ignition in a few ways, only she ...

Ignition is laying very lazily and weirdly on one of Arias couches. His body is splayed out so he's almost half upside-down, hooves kicking at the wall in a sideways manner. He is waiting for Aria to get ready so they can go out, Unfortunately to meet Rowan and maybe some others in the process. In comparison to him and Aria, him and Rowan are a very different breed of interaction. Its in the realm of friends with benefits, only its less friends and more bitches who want to scowl at eachother....

Ignition never really visits the church of sulfur. Theres no real reason, either, he just never feels the need. He hears from Damon who does go more frequently than himself about the nuns and priests there. For some reason he has a perpetual dread of running into Oleander, those nerves may just be his own manifesting behind some weird form of 'educuated opinion'. He kicks a rock on his way down the path to the church, it skidding across the stone, rolling and crackling to a stop with a tiny '...

Ignition is many things, but above all else he is a greed bun due to his horns. When they grew in he had been...far different than he is at the moment. In a way he dislikes his horns, as they are a tapestry of how he used to be. He's in denial, however, since he still has those tendencies in him. While he no longer hoards items like carats, or clothes, he does still hoard one thing. A singular group of items that he seems to have fixated on for as long as he can remember.  Expl...

Damon has very few favourite places within his home. Of all the places in burrowgatory, the local large park in the city near his bar is his top favourite. Its roughly a five minute walk from his home, and a ten minute walk from his bar. Its a very open kind of park with many many sections. When you enter, theres iron fences lining the outside and a gate that stays wide open. The path of solid sand-coloured stone guides every bun around the park, but even if you don't follow it you can't beco...

"O-okay so, Today i just need some general help with the imps in the back if thats okay..." Hutch scurried ahead of Ignition as he made his way towards the back of the imporium. Amongst the many imps, there seem to be just two out today. Seems that Hutch is going to have Ignition take a gander at a Sceil and a Furdin. Ignitions own imp, Detonate, is trotting, albeit clumsily, beside him. "So, Today I was thinking w-we could look at these two! Usually, Furdins are very well behaved...so...

It had taken Damon a while to come around to the idea of having an imp. He had some when he was younger but they had been rehomed since at the time they just weren't the right fit. In his current state and stage of life he did consider going back for at least one, He knows of one that would be happy to come back. Of course, the owner would be fine with that too but for now its just an idea. After he retired his old job he came around to the idea properly again. This is how he ended up with Am...

Running a bar isn't all that its cracked up to be. Does Damon mostly leave the front of house work to the wait-staff and the manager? Yes. Does he also leave the back of the house to the chef and the cooks? Yes. Does he leave both with clean-up? Absolutely not. He has a lot of paperwork to do, and always seems to have accounting or hour and shift schedule managing to do, so you don't see him working down on the bar floor as much as you would have when this place opened. When it did ope...

Damon was off work. It's not uncommon for him not to be at the bar, but usually he is always tied up with paperwork or some shocking repair based mess. They had enough people in tonight that even if it got 'busy' by his bars standards, they would be able to manage without him. He isn't really used to the spare time, and he spends most of the middle of the day loitering around the city. He finds it hard to describe but everything is always less peaceful to him during daylight. He figures he ma...