Dis Katon
Sep 24th, 2002, 09:21:42 PM
Dis slowly walked through the door at Yog's. He was trying to take it all in the music, the strange people, the environment. It was all new to Dis because he never really went out much till his fathers untimely death. But the sad truth was he didn't even want to be in the place his father took his life in, because it was bring back way to many bad memoirs..but he had to, he had to see the place his father loved so much..even though it didn't love him back.
Dis walked up to the bar and asked the bar tender in a quite, shy voice "Did you know a man the name of Crono Katon".
The bar tender shook his head up and down as he said "Yes, he was the man that..um...died here a few days ago. Why do you ask?"
Dis replied in the same tone as before "He was my father"
The bar tenders face went from a ready to serve smile to a face that read sadness "I'm sorry for your loss..But please have a drink on the house" Then he pointed toward a table in the bar covered by shadows. "That table back there was where your father spent most of his time here."
He paused for a second before saying
"You know your father was a strange one...very strange. He was always talking to that freaky rubber chicken and he ordered drinks for it to..very strange he was"
Dis turned his head to look at the table then said "Thank you for every thing..sir"
Then he turned and walked over to his fathers old table and set down in one of the chairs and he watched everyone..just like his father did..but unlike his father he really wanted to talk with the people of the bar..to find out what they thought, what they were like, anything about anything..maybe even find out some thing about his father he new so little about.
Dis walked up to the bar and asked the bar tender in a quite, shy voice "Did you know a man the name of Crono Katon".
The bar tender shook his head up and down as he said "Yes, he was the man that..um...died here a few days ago. Why do you ask?"
Dis replied in the same tone as before "He was my father"
The bar tenders face went from a ready to serve smile to a face that read sadness "I'm sorry for your loss..But please have a drink on the house" Then he pointed toward a table in the bar covered by shadows. "That table back there was where your father spent most of his time here."
He paused for a second before saying
"You know your father was a strange one...very strange. He was always talking to that freaky rubber chicken and he ordered drinks for it to..very strange he was"
Dis turned his head to look at the table then said "Thank you for every thing..sir"
Then he turned and walked over to his fathers old table and set down in one of the chairs and he watched everyone..just like his father did..but unlike his father he really wanted to talk with the people of the bar..to find out what they thought, what they were like, anything about anything..maybe even find out some thing about his father he new so little about.