Mar. 24th, 2011
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Mar. 24th, 2011 09:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morethanpropsMoist walks through the Front Door a picture of elegant nervousness in his best three piece pinstripe suit, fiddling with a pocket watch and its not until he's at the counter that he snaps the watch firmly shut.
Then he orders a drink, mutters a heartfelt curse in Uberwaldian and downs it.
Once he's done that, he sits and looks around the Bar, there's still a nervous energy about him but now there's a touch of excitement instead of fear.
He'll need to figure out when the funeral is and how close he can cut leaving but that's part of the challenge.
Then he orders a drink, mutters a heartfelt curse in Uberwaldian and downs it.
Once he's done that, he sits and looks around the Bar, there's still a nervous energy about him but now there's a touch of excitement instead of fear.
He'll need to figure out when the funeral is and how close he can cut leaving but that's part of the challenge.
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Mar. 24th, 2011 09:02 pmtrigger_man When Jack comes down to the bar tonight, all he wants is a drink.
Instead, what he get is a note, in Bar's 'handwriting'.
Your turn. The book of drink recipes is on the counter.
"Oh, no. No way, Bar. I've paid my tab."
Yes way. I need my beauty sleep.
Five futile minutes later, Jack's standing behind the bar, looking mutinous. Behind him the specials board reads:
All hard liquor,
1/2 off.
Instead, what he get is a note, in Bar's 'handwriting'.
Your turn. The book of drink recipes is on the counter.
"Oh, no. No way, Bar. I've paid my tab."
Yes way. I need my beauty sleep.
Five futile minutes later, Jack's standing behind the bar, looking mutinous. Behind him the specials board reads:
All hard liquor,
1/2 off.
Just because he has to be behind the bar doesn't mean he has to like it, or make Bar any money.
[ooc: open until I say it's not!]
[ooc: open until I say it's not!]
