(might as well...)
A young man walks into the bar, unruly black bangs covering the majority of his face, asking people if there were any new occurences that happened recently, as he could not simply read the news.

Gandal grunted, he had been distracted from his conversation by the new visitor. He placed a mug of beer firmly on the counter, he then sent a thought at the kid, whilst he did he extracted his name, hello Maxwell. He chuckled, taking a gulp of his beer, then dismissing the substance.

"What..." Max muttered, wondering what he just heard, as he could not determine where it was coming from, like he usually could. He decided to shrug it off as him slowly becoming a little crazy, kinda like what She warned him about.

Gandal couldn't help smiling. He projected another thought at Maxwell, need something, not sure if someone like you should be at a tavern.

He just ignored the voices in his head, thinking "if i just dismiss them than I'm sane" over and over again while he makes his ways towards the group to ask them about any new happenings

Gandal sighed, he was getting bored, boy, you are quite sane. Ever heard of a... He paused dramatically, telepaths?

Leave him alone Gandal. Just ordered menacingly, pulling out one of her throwing knifes.

Lemme have my fun, girl, Gandal threw the thought at Just, as if it was a dagger, slicing at her conscience.

(Can someone please tell me what is going on?)

(well Shibe entered as Maxwell and Admin/Gandal is giving him a hard time. oh and can anyone make Just temporarily telepathic? 'cause she can only talk to telepaths and lisson.) 
No. Bastards like you don't deserve to have fun. Just thought. (To much?)

Marluxia waved the bartender away for he was annoying her.

Gandal laughed, Don't mess with me, Just. He stretched and let a yawn escape his cracked lips. Why don't you come over here.

Why should I? Anyone with a brain would know that I couldn't beat you in a battle of strength. Just thought while watching the bartender harassing Marluxia. And that's why I'm sitting here. She nodded toward her.

Marluxia turned her head slightly towards the woman at the back. She had heard their conversation tumble through her head and knew exactly what was going on. When she had a good view of Just, she plastered a sly smile on her face. Just would only be able to see her lips. She got up and walked over to the woman and sat with her. "My name is Marluxia," she said. "I need an escape. Could you provide one? I can't commandeer a ship on my own you know."

"You I'll help but not him, he can find his own way." Just said  hodding at Gandal

Something caught his ear, so he started to make his way towards it.
"Excuse me, did somebody mention an escape?"

Gandal scowled, "I have something to offer."

"What could you offer, Baka inu?" Just said.

"No, something else." He let his anger drain and replaced it with a smirk.

"Don't talk in riddles!"

"It's not a riddle, Just." He laughed, "Let me help, I have things to offer which will help on you quest" He lolled his head back and put the mug of beer back on the counter.

"So let b\me get this straight? You yourself said I couldn't help and now you expect me to let you help me?"

"Well, if you let me come with me, I can pay you, not in money, but with a friend." He said, "My friend owes me a favour... and that favour may involve a ship."

(is that you have a friend who owes you a favour?)

(Yesss....)