i_am_your_host: (AU Emcee)
The Master of Ceremonies ([personal profile] i_am_your_host) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2017-08-11 03:50 pm

AU Emcee - 1954, NYC

The door opens a crack, and Big Joe Turner's "Shake, Rattle & Roll" blares through.

"No, no, I want both versions, this and Bill Haley's," says a German-accented voice in English, obviously in conversation with someone. "I don't care what the parents say, it's for the kids, not them. ...Yes, well, I don't care what they say about me either, I think we've established that by now. Be back in a minute, darlings."

The door swings open further and Emcee turns around and--

"Ah. Well, well. Here we are again."

He lets the door shut behind him as he clutches a clipboard under his arm and tucks a pencil behind his ear.

This particular Emcee is wearing blue jeans with the cuffs rolled up, Chuck Taylors with no socks, and a black t-shirt with the sleeves fashionably cut off. His hair is a floppy, silvery-gray, and thick, black-rimmed spectacles sit upon the bridge of his nose.

It's probably time for a wine break.

[OOC: AU Emcee is older and almost 10 years after WWII.]
childofrebellion: (strategic mind)

[personal profile] childofrebellion 2017-08-11 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassian's trying to bandage a long slash down his arm but it curved at an odd angle. There's a brown leather jacket beside him that could almost be an old bomber's jacket, a gun holster under his arm and his shirt says Monterey County Fair.

He nods to Emcee as he tugs on the bandage and says, "Could you fasten this for me? I can't get it."
childofrebellion: (face to trust)

[personal profile] childofrebellion 2017-08-11 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
He notes the look and as soon as the bandage is set, the first aid kit disappears and he slowly tugs his jacket on giving a reassuring smile,

"Nothing too bad and its fine. It didn't go very deep. Just a complication on a job."
childofrebellion: (concerned)

[personal profile] childofrebellion 2017-08-11 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, its too late for that, years too late. Bar, could I have a beer and put his drink on my tab,"

One benefit of the work he does, he's paid well though most of the money goes back into his plane. The beer appears along with a sandwich.
Edited 2017-08-11 20:58 (UTC)
childofrebellion: (intense listen)

[personal profile] childofrebellion 2017-08-11 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cassian, you're welcome, seemed fair for asking you to do something you didn't enjoy,"

At the eying, he takes a long drink of his beer but isn't uncomfortable under it, he knows how to use how he looks when he has to. He looks like he could do with a good night's sleep and holds himself with the bearing of a soldier.

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venerable_ibis: (Djehuty you stoner hippie)

[personal profile] venerable_ibis 2017-08-11 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
That's a long enough conversation, a long enough pause with the door cracked, for Mr. Tetu to start humming along happily with the music. And when the door shuts he makes a noise of protest. "Hey, man! Bring it back!"


((High school AU, you say? Here's high school AU Djehuty back again.))
venerable_ibis: (Djehuty you stoner hippie)

[personal profile] venerable_ibis 2017-08-11 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Damn right it is! Been a long time since I've heard it." He's shimmying unselfconsciously in his seat, and finishes the verse that was just cut off. ...Devil in nylon hose, well the harder I work the faster my money goes...

But ahem. Right. He straightens up and waves this off with a not-really-very-rueful-at-all smile. "Sorry, sorry." He's a little giddy, coming back here. It's been a year.

Edited 2017-08-11 21:30 (UTC)
venerable_ibis: (Djehuty you stoner hippie)

[personal profile] venerable_ibis 2017-08-11 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Tetu laughs out loud. "Yeah, well, that's one way to put it. I get over the hill and way down underneath..." The gesture that goes along with is very suggestive, but he breaks off and laughs again. "Miles better than Haley's."

So it's a hit in this man's time? Huh. "Miles better," he repeats thoughtfully.

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electro_kinetic: (Default)

[personal profile] electro_kinetic 2017-08-11 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Noriko--barely recognizable as herself--is staring just a little (she's attempting not to violate the bounds of propriety, however hard that is) at Emcee's clothes. She's never seen someone dressed such, not outside of extreme poverty or their own bedroom. Her own is, after all, quite different.

Do forgive her. Or tell her she's about to spill her glass of madeira, either way.
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electro_kinetic: (concerned)

[personal profile] electro_kinetic 2017-08-11 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Startled, Nori quickly rights her glass, setting it aside on top of her letters in the midst of many apologies.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I-- My apologies, I mean, I didn't mean to stare. I've...just never seen clothes like that." She tugs absently on her braid--still her normal bright blue--and shakes her head as she stands. It's only fair to give him a formal greeting, and...it would give him something else to call her but darling.

"Captain Ashida Noriko, at your service."
electro_kinetic: (listening)

[personal profile] electro_kinetic 2017-08-12 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
She cracks a smile at that, showing her for her real age, and her much less than truly formal disposition. Captain she may be, and in charge of men almost universally older than she, but Noriko's still only nineteen.

"Oh, no--I didn't think you would, not that way. I'm a Captain in His Majesty's Aerial Corps. I captain Akihiro, a Longwing dragon."

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thewidewideworld: (AU - Sin)

[personal profile] thewidewideworld 2017-08-12 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Millitimed to after his entry.}

Sin is sitting by the fire, towelling off golden tresses. The music makes him turn and smile. "It's been a long time since I heard that song."
thewidewideworld: (AU - Sin)

[personal profile] thewidewideworld 2017-08-12 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Then clearly you have an ear for what will endure." Sin smiles sweetly.

He shifts on the couch, making room for the man to sit if he wishes.
thewidewideworld: (AU - Sin)

[personal profile] thewidewideworld 2017-08-12 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Sin." He takes the hand gladly, his own fingers slender and callused from playing the violin. "A pleasure."

He brushes back his hair, still slightly damp. "It sounded as if you were planning a party?"

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