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Thursday July 25, 2024
~ 5 PM, The Crow Bar
The roll-up window-doors are partly open allowing blood red sheers to blow in the gentle breeze.
The bar has daylight illumination for now, but is still
Plenty moody with the dark wood and coppery details. All the accent lights are on, giving a little glitter to the atmosphere.
Dark, gaudy floral arrangements and glowing candles dot across every surface. The faint waft of herbs, fruit and toasty sugar mingle with the delicate wispy smoke tendrils of something like a tickle of palo santo. Diluted in the breeze, it enriches the atmosphere in an unobtrusive manner.
Vik was in the pre-storm, false-calm of making sure everything was just right. She stood alone in the center of the main bar and turned in a circle, admiring all the details in the final product of all the hard work.
Her phone rang and she smiles.
Thursday July 25, 2024
~ 5 PM, The Crow Bar
The roll-up window-doors are partly open allowing blood red sheers to blow in the gentle breeze.
The bar has daylight illumination for now, but is still
Plenty moody with the dark wood and coppery details. All the accent lights are on, giving a little glitter to the atmosphere.
Dark, gaudy floral arrangements and glowing candles dot across every surface. The faint waft of herbs, fruit and toasty sugar mingle with the delicate wispy smoke tendrils of something like a tickle of palo santo. Diluted in the breeze, it enriches the atmosphere in an unobtrusive manner.
Vik was in the pre-storm, false-calm of making sure everything was just right. She stood alone in the center of the main bar and turned in a circle, admiring all the details in the final product of all the hard work.
Her phone rang and she smiles.
Jackson was getting ready—the idea of a stupid costume versus some decent outfit that flexed a bit of his power and was a conversation starter. The nightmare-tier Mickey Mouse outfit he got and customized for one Halloween party years before he left Rinami lost to something he wouldn't regret. Plus, it'd be a step in telling Vik more about himself. Right? Jackson did earn the nickname 'Mr. Put it on' for a reason within his Cabal faction! The bald necromancer had a royal purple open wizard robe with goldleaf trim, with some burn damage on the tail end of it and some gunshot holes in the tail of it. Under the robe, Jackson wore a white shirt with dark blue jeans and his black high-top sneakers on. He also grabbed his map of ley lines around Laurel Hill Springs.
The dark mage snapped his fingers and disappeared from the comfort of his home before appearing at the side of the bar, checking the area before appearing on the sidewalk and walking up what he believes to be the front door of the bar before reaching into his jeans and pulling his phone out to call Vik. "Hey, I pulled up; I'm ready to drink all your mead."
The dark mage snapped his fingers and disappeared from the comfort of his home before appearing at the side of the bar, checking the area before appearing on the sidewalk and walking up what he believes to be the front door of the bar before reaching into his jeans and pulling his phone out to call Vik. "Hey, I pulled up; I'm ready to drink all your mead."
"Hey, come on in."
She turns his direction & waves him to the bar; her map and the golden paint awaiting atop some newspaper to protect Caprice's fine work.
Pulling a bottle opener from her pocket she pops the cap on a special orange blossom cinnamon honey mead. "I'm prepared and very eager for your feedback!"
Vik comes around and offers a stool to Jackson before sliding into the one on his right side.
The space smut book is resting to their right, a little book mark appears to be peering out from a choice spot for curious bar-goers.
She turns his direction & waves him to the bar; her map and the golden paint awaiting atop some newspaper to protect Caprice's fine work.
Pulling a bottle opener from her pocket she pops the cap on a special orange blossom cinnamon honey mead. "I'm prepared and very eager for your feedback!"
Vik comes around and offers a stool to Jackson before sliding into the one on his right side.
The space smut book is resting to their right, a little book mark appears to be peering out from a choice spot for curious bar-goers.
With the invitation, he entered the bar and took a good look around, and then realized something. He was alone. With Vik. In a moody setting! The bald mage was internally panicking and definitely needed an out, but his legs were walking forward towards that offered stool and took a seat. The only thing that was keeping him from externally panicking was because he had to look good in this goofy combat robe.
"Hey, the place looks gre-- What is that?" He asked after passively smelling the aroma of it and focused on it before noticing the newspaper on the counter and the gold paint. "Oh, shit, right ley lines. Exact reason why I have this damn thing." He dug in his robes and pulled out the rolled-up map before his dark brown eyes turned purple. The map unfurled and held up the parchment.
The dark mage is tempted to just use his magic to just give himself the drink, but he was going to show some manners. "There, now we can see it. I think the place looks nice." He nodded as he spoke, a slight smile on his face, before he noticed the book and sighed softly. "Goodness, that book. I can probably assume it's on one of those smut scenes." Jackson chuckled and looked at Vik. "So, we haven't really had time to visit and just talk! What's going on with you?" The mage asked, just trying to focus on anything other than her looks.
"Hey, the place looks gre-- What is that?" He asked after passively smelling the aroma of it and focused on it before noticing the newspaper on the counter and the gold paint. "Oh, shit, right ley lines. Exact reason why I have this damn thing." He dug in his robes and pulled out the rolled-up map before his dark brown eyes turned purple. The map unfurled and held up the parchment.
The dark mage is tempted to just use his magic to just give himself the drink, but he was going to show some manners. "There, now we can see it. I think the place looks nice." He nodded as he spoke, a slight smile on his face, before he noticed the book and sighed softly. "Goodness, that book. I can probably assume it's on one of those smut scenes." Jackson chuckled and looked at Vik. "So, we haven't really had time to visit and just talk! What's going on with you?" The mage asked, just trying to focus on anything other than her looks.
It always took quite the kick in the pants to get Rory to be on time for anything, but tonight was quite the surprise. He was punctual - early even - to pick Enoch up, and get them to the Crow Bar. Ol' Ruby faithfully bringing the brothers to their destination without issue. Rory locks the old camaro up after he and his brother exit.
Rory was sporting a red and black pinstripe suit, having picked out boots and gloves to go with his very battered old hat. Meanwhile, true to his word, Enoch had picked out one of his best suits; all white with a soft blue dress shirt, as well as black boots and glove to contrast nicely with the dark Stetson he was talked into wearing for the occasion. The left sleeve having been rolled up and away neatly with the absence of his prosthetic arm. The taller of the two took a deep breath, watching his brother saunter on ahead into the bar. Enoch willed as much of his anxiety away as he could before cautiously making his own entry into the building..
Rory was sporting a red and black pinstripe suit, having picked out boots and gloves to go with his very battered old hat. Meanwhile, true to his word, Enoch had picked out one of his best suits; all white with a soft blue dress shirt, as well as black boots and glove to contrast nicely with the dark Stetson he was talked into wearing for the occasion. The left sleeve having been rolled up and away neatly with the absence of his prosthetic arm. The taller of the two took a deep breath, watching his brother saunter on ahead into the bar. Enoch willed as much of his anxiety away as he could before cautiously making his own entry into the building..
Vik smiles as Jackson flashes a little magic. He always makes it look effortless.
"You look great!!! Has that thing seriously been on fire when you were inside it?! And, Thank you! Very much the theme brainchild of Gil & Caprice! They know how to pull. Uh. Never mind." She turns red.
She notices the map. "Oh, that's fortunate! I was considering winging it. You know, like popularized TV shows and their offensive and inaccurate depictions of ... er.. everyone, actually."
She laughs at the thought of a gimmicky fake magic themed bar serving real magic patrons and looks to the book, then Jackson.
"Hey, there's a VERY ... tastefully written anti grav oral sex scene." And she busts up laughing, the soft blush returns.
As they chit-chat, Vik refreshes them both with more mead, offering him the choice of sampling the full variety of flavors.
"I'm good! Excited! Nervous- terrified! Have you eaten?"
Time passed and they flirt awkwardly while they paint the proper ley lines that pass through town on the map. She paints a little heart where two intersect inside the outline of the township.
They eat an early Dinner and drink lots of mead.
Finally, she completes the piece by outlining the township with the golden paint.
It goes far up on a shelf to dry... later it will be framed and hung surrounded by pictures from this weekend.
She sets out several signs for later, so people can direct themselves around the place.
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As they chat later into the evening, it gets darker and more friends and family begin to show.
They come greet and congratulate Vik and shake hands with Jackson often to check in; either chatting about shared Faust's interests or Dewell's topics on the DL...
Pearline-Anne arrives early (maybe with a guest?) and probably not intending to stay late.
She wears something simple and breezey, because late July heat and drinking...
Some wrapped sandwiches arrive and pizza! Vik is briefly directing them to places where they can set food down.
Who brought a god damn Ambrosia salad!?! Vik's eyes narrow. Pearl shakes her head. Couldn't be her.
The magnificently crafted ice cup is on the back bar sitting inside a pink and yellow chalk outline on a cutting board. There's a tiny card :
"if you don't put this cup back in the spot you found it ( THE BAR ) Vik will encourage Gil to fuck someone you love."
And a little pink lipstick print. 💋
"PS: She might also call Officer Greg ..."
Vik didn't write it, but she did like it.
A huge bag of red solo cups sat in a mountainous series of towers beside the cup quarantine zone.
"Please send your favorite digital pictures here: Some image hosting page " ___/ The Crow Bar"
There's little signs at the tables "Self serve at bar July 25, 26, 27 PM.
DO NOT MOVE THE ICE CUP OR SOMEONES MOM IS GETTING SEDUCED 💋"
People have a chuckle but heed the warnings. As it gets later, faint music plays... it's all chosen from the close friends of the core group.
Vik has been making the rounds now and again, but comes to check on Jackson right as the brothers Dragon show up!
She waves them over with a big smile "Welcome! You look amazing, thank you for joining us!"
"You look great!!! Has that thing seriously been on fire when you were inside it?! And, Thank you! Very much the theme brainchild of Gil & Caprice! They know how to pull. Uh. Never mind." She turns red.
She notices the map. "Oh, that's fortunate! I was considering winging it. You know, like popularized TV shows and their offensive and inaccurate depictions of ... er.. everyone, actually."
She laughs at the thought of a gimmicky fake magic themed bar serving real magic patrons and looks to the book, then Jackson.
"Hey, there's a VERY ... tastefully written anti grav oral sex scene." And she busts up laughing, the soft blush returns.
As they chit-chat, Vik refreshes them both with more mead, offering him the choice of sampling the full variety of flavors.
"I'm good! Excited! Nervous- terrified! Have you eaten?"
Time passed and they flirt awkwardly while they paint the proper ley lines that pass through town on the map. She paints a little heart where two intersect inside the outline of the township.
They eat an early Dinner and drink lots of mead.
Finally, she completes the piece by outlining the township with the golden paint.
It goes far up on a shelf to dry... later it will be framed and hung surrounded by pictures from this weekend.
She sets out several signs for later, so people can direct themselves around the place.
______________
As they chat later into the evening, it gets darker and more friends and family begin to show.
They come greet and congratulate Vik and shake hands with Jackson often to check in; either chatting about shared Faust's interests or Dewell's topics on the DL...
Pearline-Anne arrives early (maybe with a guest?) and probably not intending to stay late.
She wears something simple and breezey, because late July heat and drinking...
Some wrapped sandwiches arrive and pizza! Vik is briefly directing them to places where they can set food down.
Who brought a god damn Ambrosia salad!?! Vik's eyes narrow. Pearl shakes her head. Couldn't be her.
The magnificently crafted ice cup is on the back bar sitting inside a pink and yellow chalk outline on a cutting board. There's a tiny card :
"if you don't put this cup back in the spot you found it ( THE BAR ) Vik will encourage Gil to fuck someone you love."
And a little pink lipstick print. 💋
"PS: She might also call Officer Greg ..."
Vik didn't write it, but she did like it.
A huge bag of red solo cups sat in a mountainous series of towers beside the cup quarantine zone.
"Please send your favorite digital pictures here: Some image hosting page " ___/ The Crow Bar"
There's little signs at the tables "Self serve at bar July 25, 26, 27 PM.
DO NOT MOVE THE ICE CUP OR SOMEONES MOM IS GETTING SEDUCED 💋"
People have a chuckle but heed the warnings. As it gets later, faint music plays... it's all chosen from the close friends of the core group.
Vik has been making the rounds now and again, but comes to check on Jackson right as the brothers Dragon show up!
She waves them over with a big smile "Welcome! You look amazing, thank you for joining us!"
Late:
Not terribly long after Rory & Enoch arrive at the shindig, Gil pulls in with Vince and Caprice in the beautiful white hearse..
They climb out in various states of pink smoke clouds, probably laughing & chattering like three peas in a pod. There's some new and handsome scruffy guy that Gil is playing ass grab with...
Gillian ceremoniously opens the door for the lads, bowing as they enter!
"Welcome!!! Serve yourself!"
She runs to Vik and claps into her with a big hug, dancing in a circle! "I'm back! We made a friend! You did a Good job!!!"
Vik laughs and dances around with Gil for a minute, and they check that everyone has arrived, summoning them for a few pictures!o
Vik: "Everyone! Thank you!!! Please! At least one before we all forget???"
Not terribly long after Rory & Enoch arrive at the shindig, Gil pulls in with Vince and Caprice in the beautiful white hearse..
They climb out in various states of pink smoke clouds, probably laughing & chattering like three peas in a pod. There's some new and handsome scruffy guy that Gil is playing ass grab with...
Gillian ceremoniously opens the door for the lads, bowing as they enter!
"Welcome!!! Serve yourself!"
She runs to Vik and claps into her with a big hug, dancing in a circle! "I'm back! We made a friend! You did a Good job!!!"
Vik laughs and dances around with Gil for a minute, and they check that everyone has arrived, summoning them for a few pictures!o
Vik: "Everyone! Thank you!!! Please! At least one before we all forget???"
"Oh, the robes! Yeah, nah, the Cabal and Sect have a cold war going on at the time. Was not very cold, in fact. The threat of people pulling out BIG tomes and shit was what was keeping the city intact." He chuckled as he recalled his times dealing with the factions and their wars. Though he raises a brow at the mention of people pulling things. "Ayo, what are you saying?" He questioned with a chuckle, letting it go.
"Yes, the map is here, so annoying mages who feel the urge to go 'um, ackshully that ley line is wrong' are stopped dead in their tracks. Also because I can't be here ALL the time to tell them to stop yammering before I turn them into a multi-colored nematode." He chuckled at his threat of turning someone into something so small before getting hit with the reveal of what the book was set to. He had a good flow; he was getting into his 'IT'S BIG JACKSON' flow then the anti-grav oral scene. "By the Ancestor... Alright, goober." He chortled to try to get things back on track as his face was heating up that he covered by drinking. His double-edged respite to stop himself from speaking further.
"I have not; I'll take some antigravity food if you have it!" He mused, trying to take this a great leaping point! Could the bald arcanist masterfully weave his way into more than awkwardly flirting? No, he was not immune.
As Jackson drank, accepting those samples and rating them truthfully and not doing his usual 5 out of 10 bit, he was opening up a bit more, speaking with the others more and branching out from topics not related to Faust's or his store and magic, though he wasn't averse to doing the typical magical shenanigans when he wasn't singing along to Who Do You Voodoo, though zombie army was strangely replaced with skeleton army.
He did, however, play a little prank, ordering an ambrosia salad and having the label under the name of JOE MAMA. Unknowing of the machinations of such a jest.
"Yes, the map is here, so annoying mages who feel the urge to go 'um, ackshully that ley line is wrong' are stopped dead in their tracks. Also because I can't be here ALL the time to tell them to stop yammering before I turn them into a multi-colored nematode." He chuckled at his threat of turning someone into something so small before getting hit with the reveal of what the book was set to. He had a good flow; he was getting into his 'IT'S BIG JACKSON' flow then the anti-grav oral scene. "By the Ancestor... Alright, goober." He chortled to try to get things back on track as his face was heating up that he covered by drinking. His double-edged respite to stop himself from speaking further.
"I have not; I'll take some antigravity food if you have it!" He mused, trying to take this a great leaping point! Could the bald arcanist masterfully weave his way into more than awkwardly flirting? No, he was not immune.
As Jackson drank, accepting those samples and rating them truthfully and not doing his usual 5 out of 10 bit, he was opening up a bit more, speaking with the others more and branching out from topics not related to Faust's or his store and magic, though he wasn't averse to doing the typical magical shenanigans when he wasn't singing along to Who Do You Voodoo, though zombie army was strangely replaced with skeleton army.
He did, however, play a little prank, ordering an ambrosia salad and having the label under the name of JOE MAMA. Unknowing of the machinations of such a jest.
The wood gave this place a special smell. Vince liked it in an instant. It smelled like home, topped up with a lot of nice little aromas for the people who weren't as nosey as him.
He was content with letting this round of ass-grab end with a draw, as Gil left him to dance with a friend. The amount of energy and good vibes the small goblin shared with the world were just amazing.
"Now I think that she is too good for me." he quietly admitted to Cap, who hopefully was at his side. He looked at Vik and lifted a hand. "I'm too shy for a photo, and actually my religions forbids me from having it taken. I'm… a… how where they called… yeah, exactly, one of that faith. We have gods or something!"
He was content with letting this round of ass-grab end with a draw, as Gil left him to dance with a friend. The amount of energy and good vibes the small goblin shared with the world were just amazing.
"Now I think that she is too good for me." he quietly admitted to Cap, who hopefully was at his side. He looked at Vik and lifted a hand. "I'm too shy for a photo, and actually my religions forbids me from having it taken. I'm… a… how where they called… yeah, exactly, one of that faith. We have gods or something!"
And just like that the gang was together. Cap stepped out of the car and slipped that cowboy hat upon the top of his head before he grabbed the two packages that he had brought with him. Sure, there were a good bit of people, but these people were the good ones, for the most part. Good friends in a place they put so much hard work into. He did however stay with Vince as the little lass bounced off to talk to Vik. He was new after all, and Cap was a softy. That comment though.
He paused and just looked at the pup like he was stupid for a moment before using his elbow to push the man a little. “Don't be daft. If she’s happy to fuck someone like me then you’re fine. Now Ms. Pearline." He gave a soft whistle. "She’s better than all of us. But I don't know if she’ll be here.” He pushed him again with his elbow. “Let's get a couple drinks in you and you’ll feel better. I’ll introduce you to the rest of the group. I have to give these to the girls anyways.” he motioned to the items he still held.
Cap would absolutely smile for the photo before those eyes caught…Did Enoch really wear all white to this event? The poor man was asking for someone to have someone trip and spill something on him. Though if it meant the man having to take his top off…He pushed that rude thought away.
He paused and just looked at the pup like he was stupid for a moment before using his elbow to push the man a little. “Don't be daft. If she’s happy to fuck someone like me then you’re fine. Now Ms. Pearline." He gave a soft whistle. "She’s better than all of us. But I don't know if she’ll be here.” He pushed him again with his elbow. “Let's get a couple drinks in you and you’ll feel better. I’ll introduce you to the rest of the group. I have to give these to the girls anyways.” he motioned to the items he still held.
Cap would absolutely smile for the photo before those eyes caught…Did Enoch really wear all white to this event? The poor man was asking for someone to have someone trip and spill something on him. Though if it meant the man having to take his top off…He pushed that rude thought away.
"Howdy, Vik, n' it's no problem at all!" Rory beams brightly at her in return. "Got ol' Stick-In-Tha-Mud out n' about too!"
Enoch rolls his eyes at his brother's comment. "Yes, I thought it'd be nice to visit for such an occasion, especially for a friend." His eyes dart over to the hearse, brow lifting as Gil and Cap exit with a stranger. And then, Vik brings up the prospect of taking a photo, and he visibly grimaces. "I..suppose I could participate. Got me in one of my best suits, after all. Would be a waste otherwise. " He would allow the photo-taking to happen, but unlike his brother, Enoch couldn't bring himself to smile for it. Maybe another time.
It didn't help that he was finding him a touch distracted by the 'date' he'd arranged with Cap, and he approaches him once they both have the time to speak with one another. "So...who's the new fellow?"
Enoch rolls his eyes at his brother's comment. "Yes, I thought it'd be nice to visit for such an occasion, especially for a friend." His eyes dart over to the hearse, brow lifting as Gil and Cap exit with a stranger. And then, Vik brings up the prospect of taking a photo, and he visibly grimaces. "I..suppose I could participate. Got me in one of my best suits, after all. Would be a waste otherwise. " He would allow the photo-taking to happen, but unlike his brother, Enoch couldn't bring himself to smile for it. Maybe another time.
It didn't help that he was finding him a touch distracted by the 'date' he'd arranged with Cap, and he approaches him once they both have the time to speak with one another. "So...who's the new fellow?"
Jackson finally realized that he was still holding up that map with his magic, approaching it and deactivating his magic before catching the ley line map and furling it up before tucking it into his robes. He needed all of his mana for shenanigans! When he heard the call for a group picture, he figured that he'd participate in at least something to record that he's outside and talking with people once more after that horrendous experience with rubbing elbows with the high fluting people.
He did inspect the food brought in and had to suppress a smile when he saw the ambrosia salad and the label that it was an order for one 'Joe Mama'. He quickly moved away and put his drink to his face, to hide his smile so as not to reveal that he was responsible for such a thing. The dark mage supposed he could try to approach the other business owners to establish some connection, but would have to approach them properly.
He did inspect the food brought in and had to suppress a smile when he saw the ambrosia salad and the label that it was an order for one 'Joe Mama'. He quickly moved away and put his drink to his face, to hide his smile so as not to reveal that he was responsible for such a thing. The dark mage supposed he could try to approach the other business owners to establish some connection, but would have to approach them properly.
Brahn had arrived with Pearline -- he hadn't been sure of the dress code, so he'd played it safe with jeans, boots, a black t-shirt, and an emerald green blazer with gold buttons. He may or may not have brought a potted Bloodleaf with him to congratulate the bar's owner on it's official opening. He was incredibly nervous, mostly because it'd been a long time since he'd gone somewhere so crowded, so he mostly stuck close to Pearline and chattered on about the choice in decor. He quite liked it. Moody and industrial, but not cold. Perhaps he'd loosen up a little when he finally got around to actually drinking something.
"D'you think it's weird that I brought a plant for them?" He asked Pearl, clutching the black clay pot like it was the only thing keeping him aground. "I feel like it's weird." He was probably just overthinking it. It was probably fine. He was buzzing a little at the presence of so much magic -- he could feel it tingling against his skin in a way that wasn't unpleasant. Especially when they passed by Jackson. He must have been powerful.
"D'you think it's weird that I brought a plant for them?" He asked Pearl, clutching the black clay pot like it was the only thing keeping him aground. "I feel like it's weird." He was probably just overthinking it. It was probably fine. He was buzzing a little at the presence of so much magic -- he could feel it tingling against his skin in a way that wasn't unpleasant. Especially when they passed by Jackson. He must have been powerful.
Pearline-Anne Robichaux (played by .the.MILK.theef.)
Topic Starter
Assistant of the Mayor's asst.
August 5 2024
4:33am
Earlier:
"So, I doooo really mean... unique." Pearl explained on the original drive over. "A lot of people have rather uh... complex histories. So, you will likely meet lots of people with very Different habits?" She raised her eyebrows at Brahn as if to gauge his understanding of what rests between the lines here.
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A little later:
Vik says to Jackson. "Well, If you have the anti gravity... I've got a-..." But she's shortly interrupted by one of the guests; family of course. Grandma Edith.
Dang it Gram gram!
Now:
Pearl brings Brahn to the slowly growing group, reassuring him that everyone here is good people. She wasn't familiar with the guy Gillian is climbing all over like a jungle gym, but, "Gil has a pretty good... er... feel for people."
And then Pearline's cheeks turn red.
She points out that the only person missing is Allison, but The good Doctor is also very busy. Laurel Hill General serves a pretty large area here. Maybe they'll spot her very late night.
In fact, for Pearl this IS late night.
It's way later than her usual bedtime when most everyone has joined; much later.
As Pearl and Brahn approach the group Vik is eating a small cup of ambrosia salad and remarking to Jackson about how she will find out who brought it, because how did they even know she likes it with kiwi?!
Pearl leans in, "She thinks I brought that. If I had known she was going to be excited... I might have lied!"
To Brahn's inquiry, she smiles reassuringly. "I think it's a very lovely gesture, Vik will adore it, even if she seems terrified! You'll fit right in!"
She points curiously at a shelf with the perfect amount of natural lighting access for this plant. She HAD been reading!
Pearl offers an encouraging smile and wave to Caprice and Enoch, letting them chat.
Later when the bowl of Ambrosia is empty, Vik laments. It seems people were very into the joke dessert.
Vik eyes Vince and laughs, raising her hands. "No pressure!" However, Gillian looks a bit sad for roughly ten entire seconds. Vince could probably console her later.
The ice cup is VERY POPULAR. Vik keeps a very close eye on it and remains up front most of the evening, but she encourages everyone to visit the moody back lounge with the intense AC.
Vik laughs at Rory but nods her genuine appreciation to Enoch. "No pressure... but it does include my undying love."
Everyone willing gathers and after only a few minor adjustments: The Perfect Center photo!
"Tomorrow, more fun! There will be a photo booth!!! I hope to see lots of cute faces and no one's... entire... anything. Unless it's artful?" Vik seems thoughtful here.
A bit after, Gil is behind the bar testing the limits of the never-ending ice cup.... there are several cups at the ready with ice for guests. She's holding it sideways to pour into a large bowl while tossing beautiful clear spherical ice cubes to Vince.
"Ha! JACKSON!!!! This is the coolest!" She laughs at her own unintentional joke.
(Ok! Was this format I'm trying too messy???
Basically i just copy paste and go through in chunks, picking stuff to focus on. But, I know it's a little weird.
And when I post I'll include all or 2/3 between Pearl, Gil, Vik as the starting point)
"So, I doooo really mean... unique." Pearl explained on the original drive over. "A lot of people have rather uh... complex histories. So, you will likely meet lots of people with very Different habits?" She raised her eyebrows at Brahn as if to gauge his understanding of what rests between the lines here.
_____________
A little later:
Vik says to Jackson. "Well, If you have the anti gravity... I've got a-..." But she's shortly interrupted by one of the guests; family of course. Grandma Edith.
Dang it Gram gram!
Now:
Pearl brings Brahn to the slowly growing group, reassuring him that everyone here is good people. She wasn't familiar with the guy Gillian is climbing all over like a jungle gym, but, "Gil has a pretty good... er... feel for people."
And then Pearline's cheeks turn red.
She points out that the only person missing is Allison, but The good Doctor is also very busy. Laurel Hill General serves a pretty large area here. Maybe they'll spot her very late night.
In fact, for Pearl this IS late night.
It's way later than her usual bedtime when most everyone has joined; much later.
As Pearl and Brahn approach the group Vik is eating a small cup of ambrosia salad and remarking to Jackson about how she will find out who brought it, because how did they even know she likes it with kiwi?!
Pearl leans in, "She thinks I brought that. If I had known she was going to be excited... I might have lied!"
To Brahn's inquiry, she smiles reassuringly. "I think it's a very lovely gesture, Vik will adore it, even if she seems terrified! You'll fit right in!"
She points curiously at a shelf with the perfect amount of natural lighting access for this plant. She HAD been reading!
Pearl offers an encouraging smile and wave to Caprice and Enoch, letting them chat.
Later when the bowl of Ambrosia is empty, Vik laments. It seems people were very into the joke dessert.
Vik eyes Vince and laughs, raising her hands. "No pressure!" However, Gillian looks a bit sad for roughly ten entire seconds. Vince could probably console her later.
The ice cup is VERY POPULAR. Vik keeps a very close eye on it and remains up front most of the evening, but she encourages everyone to visit the moody back lounge with the intense AC.
Vik laughs at Rory but nods her genuine appreciation to Enoch. "No pressure... but it does include my undying love."
Everyone willing gathers and after only a few minor adjustments: The Perfect Center photo!
"Tomorrow, more fun! There will be a photo booth!!! I hope to see lots of cute faces and no one's... entire... anything. Unless it's artful?" Vik seems thoughtful here.
A bit after, Gil is behind the bar testing the limits of the never-ending ice cup.... there are several cups at the ready with ice for guests. She's holding it sideways to pour into a large bowl while tossing beautiful clear spherical ice cubes to Vince.
"Ha! JACKSON!!!! This is the coolest!" She laughs at her own unintentional joke.
(Ok! Was this format I'm trying too messy???
Basically i just copy paste and go through in chunks, picking stuff to focus on. But, I know it's a little weird.
And when I post I'll include all or 2/3 between Pearl, Gil, Vik as the starting point)
When Vik replied to his little goofy line about antigravity, he was thinking that this was his moment to really put it down... only for grandma Edith to interrupt!
Jackson, while speaking with Vik and drunkenly smiling at her, turns his head slightly to the side towards Brahn while maintaining eye contact with Vik. He felt something wrong pass him—something that felt like it belonged. It was alive; that was something he didn't have to worry about, but it felt... incorrect. He'd have to walk around and investigate the partygoers to figure out who has the bad juju on them. He shook his head slowly and then covered his mouth to hide his smile.
After the announcement of a photo booth and the rules, he had to figure out what he'd wear, but that'd be an issue for sober Jackson! It's Bigdrunk Jackson right now! He starts to say something slick about her not needing antigravity before Gil calls out to him, and he snorted at that unintentional joke. "Just don't put it in the nearby lake! It'll freeze!" He called back before taking a long blink. "Hey... I got a party trick, but like... it can be pretty scary." He directed this statement to Vik, his mind clearly not making the right choices.
Jackson, while speaking with Vik and drunkenly smiling at her, turns his head slightly to the side towards Brahn while maintaining eye contact with Vik. He felt something wrong pass him—something that felt like it belonged. It was alive; that was something he didn't have to worry about, but it felt... incorrect. He'd have to walk around and investigate the partygoers to figure out who has the bad juju on them. He shook his head slowly and then covered his mouth to hide his smile.
After the announcement of a photo booth and the rules, he had to figure out what he'd wear, but that'd be an issue for sober Jackson! It's Big
"There is more to life than fucking." Vince said to Cap, before leaving his side to mingle into the party, before the guy could destroy his perfectly cool line by asking what exactly.
Vince could be a softy (among other things, he was for example an excellent jungle gym), and Gil looking a bit sad for TEN WHOLE seconds were about six more than he could take. He sighed. "I'm in, as long as you blur my face before putting it online."
It wasn't like he could fully evade the draw even without Gil. For a moment, at this place he felt like he was belonging, like he was a part of something, and if it was just a picture on the picture wall, he'd actually like to be present!
He totally lost himself in the party. He grabbed himself a glass of whiskey and then paused. Maybe that wasn't a good idea, there were a lot of strangers around, the moon was almost full, which made him irresponsible and Vince was on the run, he should keep a clear head at any time.
Yes, Vince decided for himself, it was a bad decision. He then realized that the glass in his hand was already empty, and the aftertaste of whiskey filled his throat.
Well, now that he started he could at least make it worth it!
Vince's feet already were a bit stumbly as he ran after the ice cubes Gil threw him. He enjoyed jumping after them like a dog would follow a thrown ball. He stopped for a moment as Jackson became part of the conversation.
"A party trick would be ice!" he said, in his best Arnold Schwarzenegger-impression, before dropping the act, to just start chanting "Party trick, party trick, party trick!" in the hope of others joining in.
Vince could be a softy (among other things, he was for example an excellent jungle gym), and Gil looking a bit sad for TEN WHOLE seconds were about six more than he could take. He sighed. "I'm in, as long as you blur my face before putting it online."
It wasn't like he could fully evade the draw even without Gil. For a moment, at this place he felt like he was belonging, like he was a part of something, and if it was just a picture on the picture wall, he'd actually like to be present!
He totally lost himself in the party. He grabbed himself a glass of whiskey and then paused. Maybe that wasn't a good idea, there were a lot of strangers around, the moon was almost full, which made him irresponsible and Vince was on the run, he should keep a clear head at any time.
Yes, Vince decided for himself, it was a bad decision. He then realized that the glass in his hand was already empty, and the aftertaste of whiskey filled his throat.
Well, now that he started he could at least make it worth it!
Vince's feet already were a bit stumbly as he ran after the ice cubes Gil threw him. He enjoyed jumping after them like a dog would follow a thrown ball. He stopped for a moment as Jackson became part of the conversation.
"A party trick would be ice!" he said, in his best Arnold Schwarzenegger-impression, before dropping the act, to just start chanting "Party trick, party trick, party trick!" in the hope of others joining in.
Well look at that. The dirty little puppy who’s been playing ass grab all night took a nip at him. Was it the now group of people about putting him on edge or seeing Gil interacting with someone other than him? Either way it got a little snicker out of him. Cap was definitely rooting for the guy though. If he managed to tie Gil down in any sort of capacity, he’d be happy for the two of them. Genuinely he would.
As he watched his wing man abandon him (so sad) He caught Enoch’s gaze before flashing that toothy grin. “Well look at you all dolled up for little ol me.” A compliment on the suit as well as a remark that he had worn the hat for Cap. “You look very nice.” A nod was given as a motion to point towards Vince who was now off with some booze and hopefully not getting himself stuck in his own head. “That was Vince. Me and Gill picked him up at the Shell earlier because he broke down. Decent dude. Young for sure.” A comment more so about his life choices than his age. “He’s going to need something to do to make money while he’s here, so Rory gave him his card.” Just as a heads up in case Enoch got a random call.
He caught sight of the little wave from Ms. Pearline though and he smiled. The hand that had the smaller box lifted a little to give as much of a wave as he could muster. It was good to see her out and about. As always. And past 9pm too! What a little rebel. And the flower guy! Seeing them so close together though his brain started to connect its dots. Even if they were wrong, he was. At least now he knew why he instantly loved that red hair.
“You want to come with me to put these down for the galls and grab that drink?” He moved and swayed into the tall guy with a little bump as he kept walking, not waiting for a yes or no. He was going to put the two boxes/ gifts for the girls behind the bar and get a fucking drink in him. “So, what’s your poison, Enoch? And are you more of a dancer or a people watcher?”
As he watched his wing man abandon him (so sad) He caught Enoch’s gaze before flashing that toothy grin. “Well look at you all dolled up for little ol me.” A compliment on the suit as well as a remark that he had worn the hat for Cap. “You look very nice.” A nod was given as a motion to point towards Vince who was now off with some booze and hopefully not getting himself stuck in his own head. “That was Vince. Me and Gill picked him up at the Shell earlier because he broke down. Decent dude. Young for sure.” A comment more so about his life choices than his age. “He’s going to need something to do to make money while he’s here, so Rory gave him his card.” Just as a heads up in case Enoch got a random call.
He caught sight of the little wave from Ms. Pearline though and he smiled. The hand that had the smaller box lifted a little to give as much of a wave as he could muster. It was good to see her out and about. As always. And past 9pm too! What a little rebel. And the flower guy! Seeing them so close together though his brain started to connect its dots. Even if they were wrong, he was. At least now he knew why he instantly loved that red hair.
“You want to come with me to put these down for the galls and grab that drink?” He moved and swayed into the tall guy with a little bump as he kept walking, not waiting for a yes or no. He was going to put the two boxes/ gifts for the girls behind the bar and get a fucking drink in him. “So, what’s your poison, Enoch? And are you more of a dancer or a people watcher?”
Brahn couldn't help but snicker at Pearl's comment about the ambrosia. He wasn't particularly hungry, otherwise he might have checked it out. He felt a little relieved when she reassured him that the plant would probably be appreciated. Plus, there was even a good spot to put it! He could feel his grip getting a little sweaty as they approached the group, and he carefully held the plant out to Vik. "I, ah, brought you this. As a grand opening gift." The pink in his cheeks could have been slight embarrassment, or it could have been the warmth of the room. Hard to tell. Hopefully Vik would take the plant and relieve the poor thing of his death grip.
He did notice Caprice among the crowd, talking to another guy who Brahn hadn't met yet. He gave him a little nod and wave, keeping close to Pearl. He would definitely have to get himself a drink soon if he was going to be sticking around. He did meander away for a moment to do just that, before sidling back up to the group that Pearl was talking to and sipping at something strong and fruity. He knew the powers of a good cocktail -- better than going through six beers just to get drunk or trying to do shots without choking to death. He knew his limits. At the mention of a party trick, he perked up a little, looking between Jackson and Vince. Hmm?
He did notice Caprice among the crowd, talking to another guy who Brahn hadn't met yet. He gave him a little nod and wave, keeping close to Pearl. He would definitely have to get himself a drink soon if he was going to be sticking around. He did meander away for a moment to do just that, before sidling back up to the group that Pearl was talking to and sipping at something strong and fruity. He knew the powers of a good cocktail -- better than going through six beers just to get drunk or trying to do shots without choking to death. He knew his limits. At the mention of a party trick, he perked up a little, looking between Jackson and Vince. Hmm?
Things were already very busy, and he'd just arrived. With Vince's mention, or call for, rather, for party tricks, Rory seizes the opportunity to show off almost immediately. That was his wheelhouse. "Oh, oh, ya gotta count me in on this!"
Enoch kept his attention on Cap, the corners of his lips quirking - the fragments of a smile - at the compliments he had given him. Though, it went as quick as it came upon learning that Rory was handing out his cards without giving him a heads-up, himself. "..Thank you for telling me this. I'll arrange a meeting with them both at some point, so we're all on the same page." Enoch cast a quick glance over to his brother, if only to make sure he hadn't managed to break or blow up anything so soon. He spots Brahn, and raises a brow, though gives a very brief wave with his remaining hand in return.
"I don't see why not. Typically, wine is my go-to, but I dabble in whiskey from time to time. As for your last question..most people would describe me as the observant type."
Enoch kept his attention on Cap, the corners of his lips quirking - the fragments of a smile - at the compliments he had given him. Though, it went as quick as it came upon learning that Rory was handing out his cards without giving him a heads-up, himself. "..Thank you for telling me this. I'll arrange a meeting with them both at some point, so we're all on the same page." Enoch cast a quick glance over to his brother, if only to make sure he hadn't managed to break or blow up anything so soon. He spots Brahn, and raises a brow, though gives a very brief wave with his remaining hand in return.
"I don't see why not. Typically, wine is my go-to, but I dabble in whiskey from time to time. As for your last question..most people would describe me as the observant type."
Pearline-Anne Robichaux (played by .the.MILK.theef.)
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August 5 2024
3:05pm
McQueen watches Dewell curiously and gives him a dumb smile, unawares of his spidey sense. His... arcane agitation?
All eyes are on Jackson as he declares he has a scary party trick in his arsenal.
"Well, now we're definitely all curious!" Gil grins at him while popping bottle caps for guests like it's a habit. The clink of glass on glass is like bar ASMR!
When Caprice and Enoch approach, she says "I know, I said serve yourself. However, I noticed you both didn't have drinks! Can I get you something, Enoch?" McQueen had gotten EVERYTHING. Your favorite wine? Your favorite energy drink? Did you like to have a clove with your manhattan? Couple domestics.
Gil hands Cap a long island, made the way he likes. Heavy rum and easier on the Tequila.
When Pearl and Brahn approach, Vik smiles and welcomes them. "Hi!!! Thank you for stopping by! Please, make yourself comfortable. Eat. Drink. Be merry. There are snacks. Water. Places to lounge and cool off in back. And, just a reminder we are here tonight, Fri, and Sat. Fri and Sat are probably gonna get a bit wild. Performers. Pool. Photobooth." She looks at the plant in Brahn's hands and smiles. "Oh! You're too kind! Thank you!"
She waves Gil over. "Look! First baby!!!" Delighted, Gil accepts the plant from Vik after shaking hands with Brahn.
"Thank you! Cousins?!" Gillian points between the two gingers and smiles before doing the same with herself and McQueen. She wishes them both a good time and to come find her if they need anything. Then, she ceremoniously carries the bloodleaf to its new home with Pearl's suggestion and Brahn's approval.
Vik's eyes narrow but she can't resist, she's both curious and also this party trick scenario seems very unlike Dewell. Perhaps he was less buttoned-up than she thought.
"Well.... Okay!!!" she laughs and joins in as Gil and Vince get a good number of guests in on a boisterous, synchronized clapping, round of "par-tee trick! par-tee trick! par-tee trick!"
Grammy Edith is in! She winks at Jackson. Maybe she just wants to be sure he has guts.
It seems they have several willing to entertain as Rory joins in, Gil claps excitedly on her return as she takes over filling some icy pitchers of water for the earliest guests.
All eyes are on Jackson as he declares he has a scary party trick in his arsenal.
"Well, now we're definitely all curious!" Gil grins at him while popping bottle caps for guests like it's a habit. The clink of glass on glass is like bar ASMR!
When Caprice and Enoch approach, she says "I know, I said serve yourself. However, I noticed you both didn't have drinks! Can I get you something, Enoch?" McQueen had gotten EVERYTHING. Your favorite wine? Your favorite energy drink? Did you like to have a clove with your manhattan? Couple domestics.
Gil hands Cap a long island, made the way he likes. Heavy rum and easier on the Tequila.
When Pearl and Brahn approach, Vik smiles and welcomes them. "Hi!!! Thank you for stopping by! Please, make yourself comfortable. Eat. Drink. Be merry. There are snacks. Water. Places to lounge and cool off in back. And, just a reminder we are here tonight, Fri, and Sat. Fri and Sat are probably gonna get a bit wild. Performers. Pool. Photobooth." She looks at the plant in Brahn's hands and smiles. "Oh! You're too kind! Thank you!"
She waves Gil over. "Look! First baby!!!" Delighted, Gil accepts the plant from Vik after shaking hands with Brahn.
"Thank you! Cousins?!" Gillian points between the two gingers and smiles before doing the same with herself and McQueen. She wishes them both a good time and to come find her if they need anything. Then, she ceremoniously carries the bloodleaf to its new home with Pearl's suggestion and Brahn's approval.
Vik's eyes narrow but she can't resist, she's both curious and also this party trick scenario seems very unlike Dewell. Perhaps he was less buttoned-up than she thought.
"Well.... Okay!!!" she laughs and joins in as Gil and Vince get a good number of guests in on a boisterous, synchronized clapping, round of "par-tee trick! par-tee trick! par-tee trick!"
Grammy Edith is in! She winks at Jackson. Maybe she just wants to be sure he has guts.
It seems they have several willing to entertain as Rory joins in, Gil claps excitedly on her return as she takes over filling some icy pitchers of water for the earliest guests.
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