The Untold Tales of Café [REDACTED] (SCP Tavern)

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 *dewit*

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

*hi, let me get ready for school and then I can be on here*

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

 "No, i dont care at the moment because i have work to do"

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

 "No, i dont care at the moment because i have work to do"

 "Phew. Good, 'cause then I'd have to make a mess like a bad dog."

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

 *-wheeze-*

The man flips open a folder labeled "Dr Maxwell Bedlune"

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

 *-wheeze-*

The man flips open a folder labeled "Dr Maxwell Bedlune"

 Incorso straightens his glasses and continues to watch the man discreetly.

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

 "No, i dont care at the moment because i have work to do"

 "Phew. Good, 'cause then I'd have to make a mess like a bad dog."

 Harvey chuckles "You should be locked up mate"

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

 "No, i dont care at the moment because i have work to do"

 "Phew. Good, 'cause then I'd have to make a mess like a bad dog."

 Harvey chuckles "You should be locked up mate"

 The dog glares for a moment. "I don't deserve to. I wanna be free."

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

 *-wheeze-*

The man flips open a folder labeled "Dr Maxwell Bedlune"

 Incorso straightens his glasses and continues to watch the man discreetly.

 "I can feel you looking at me" The man says out loud, he has the tiniest hint of a British accent.

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

 *-wheeze-*

The man flips open a folder labeled "Dr Maxwell Bedlune"

 Incorso straightens his glasses and continues to watch the man discreetly.

 "I can feel you looking at me" The man says out loud, he has the tiniest hint of a British accent.

 Incorso puts down his book and clears his throat. "Apologies, I was simply observing you because you seem different."

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

 "No, i dont care at the moment because i have work to do"

 "Phew. Good, 'cause then I'd have to make a mess like a bad dog."

 Harvey chuckles "You should be locked up mate"

 The dog glares for a moment. "I don't deserve to. I wanna be free."

 "Have you hurt anyone?"

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

 *-wheeze-*

The man flips open a folder labeled "Dr Maxwell Bedlune"

 Incorso straightens his glasses and continues to watch the man discreetly.

 "I can feel you looking at me" The man says out loud, he has the tiniest hint of a British accent.

 Incorso puts down his book and clears his throat. "Apologies, I was simply observing you because you seem different."

 "I am not in any mood to be observed." he said 

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

 "No, i dont care at the moment because i have work to do"

 "Phew. Good, 'cause then I'd have to make a mess like a bad dog."

 Harvey chuckles "You should be locked up mate"

 The dog glares for a moment. "I don't deserve to. I wanna be free."

 "Have you hurt anyone?"

 "Just some scientist dudes like you. And some dudes with guns and armor. But they were tryin to imprison me!" He paused for a second. "Plus a few animals in the wild so I could eat."

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

 *-wheeze-*

The man flips open a folder labeled "Dr Maxwell Bedlune"

 Incorso straightens his glasses and continues to watch the man discreetly.

 "I can feel you looking at me" The man says out loud, he has the tiniest hint of a British accent.

 Incorso puts down his book and clears his throat. "Apologies, I was simply observing you because you seem different."

 "I am not in any mood to be observed." he said 

 "Many things that are observed are not in the mood as well, yet they still are."

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The dog is sleeping under a table.

Incorso is looking over some books.

 Harvey peeks over at the dog, raising an eyebrow.

 One of it's ears twitch as it huffs.

 "Whats wrong with you hm?"

 A small snore comes from it.

 Harvey sighs and continues his papers.

 Suddenly, the dog jumps up, visibly excited. "AH! HOT DOGS!"

 Harvey jumps a bit from the dog suddenly jumps up.

 He scrambles out from under the table, looking around. "Dangit, it was just a dream."

 "Okay then..." harvey said and rubbed his eyes, tired a bit.

 *Meanwhile, Incorso never sleeps, and he doesn't even have to blink. XD*

The dog turns around, finally noticing Harvey. "Oh, one of those scientist-things. Are you gonna report me, man? It's annoying."

 "No, i dont care at the moment because i have work to do"

 "Phew. Good, 'cause then I'd have to make a mess like a bad dog."

 Harvey chuckles "You should be locked up mate"

 The dog glares for a moment. "I don't deserve to. I wanna be free."

 "Have you hurt anyone?"

 "Just some scientist dudes like you. And some dudes with guns and armor. But they were tryin to imprison me!" He paused for a second. "Plus a few animals in the wild so I could eat."

 "Still a killer" Harvey grumbled

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A tall, 30-40 year old man walks in. He has a shaven head all the way down, fair skin, silver eyes, and a good build. He wears thick framed glasses, a simple grey button-shirt, a pin that is different from the normal scientists and caretakers, long black slacks, and simple black shoes. He carries a clipboard with a few papers on it. He sits down at the bar and orders a chamomile tea. While his order is being made, he flips through a few papers and files he has with him, reading them over.

 *If he had a goatee, it'd be Walter White in doctor attire.*

Incorso glances up from his books to notice the new person.

 *-wheeze-*

The man flips open a folder labeled "Dr Maxwell Bedlune"

 Incorso straightens his glasses and continues to watch the man discreetly.

 "I can feel you looking at me" The man says out loud, he has the tiniest hint of a British accent.

 Incorso puts down his book and clears his throat. "Apologies, I was simply observing you because you seem different."

 "I am not in any mood to be observed." he said 

 "Many things that are observed are not in the mood as well, yet they still are."

 "Either stop your staring or your buying my next drink"