Lost Amongst Lava (Open)

[Miranda Frost]

The town was something one could expect from a town in the middle of a wasteland of fire and brimstone. Built out of the reach of the molten river, only a few buildings could be seen in its makeup, with a few makeshift houses built around it where building was possible. Driving into town, Miranda cut off her bike and kicked its kickstand down. She stepped off and crossed her arms, looking around. Like Zack had said it was a miner's town. Various individuals were seen carrying equipment to and fro. In a hurry, no one was. She guessed that since all this molten lava was there for the taking for processing, it could skip a few steps, so why the hurry?

She turned to Zack, grey eye glancing over him. "After my first couple of days in Hell and killing my first eh... dragon. I think a certain lady deserves a drink.", she delcared to Zack before turning and walking into town. Considering that where this place was and what type of problems they must deal with on a daily basis, a place of merry drinking or two should be here. A few eyes turned at them, but they largely kept to their business. It wasn't as if Miranda and Zack even tried to fit in. With Miranda's long black coat and Zack's large blade in full view, these people could probably guess they were primes.

Finally her place of refuge revealed itself to her. "Ah here it is. Come Zack, Let's drink. If you don't, at least accompany me because this lady is getting wasted... probably. I don't want to break too many people's faces.", She declared rather loudly before walking up to the door, opening it and gesturing for Zack to enter. "After you M'Lord", she said with a slight giggle or as close to a giggle a synthetic voice could produce.