ext_37786 ([identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-01-02 04:36 pm
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*Paper-white, Bernard walks behind the bar from his table where Charlie Weasley and Crowley still sit talking amiably. He takes a deep breath and lights a new cigarette off the old one.*

Welcome to Milliways Happy Hour.

Drink specials tonight are Strongbow, Guinness, and Bushmill's Whiskey.

Food specials also have a distinctly Irish theme, as you might have guessed.

Now. What'll you have?
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[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
*He rolls his eyes and picks her up, patting her back*

Oh, shit, don't cry. I'm just not a chew-toy.

[identity profile] talented-biter.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Sunny clings, forgetting why she was upset. Being picked up does that to you.

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
*Bernard absentmindedly rubs her back between pouring drinks, not really minding when she gnaws on his shirt.*

[identity profile] talented-biter.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Mulkge," she mutters. Everyone leaves. All the nice ones. Which isn't true, but she thinks it anyway. Until she's totally disctracted by the drink pouring and decides to just stare, occassionally hissing.

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
*He mutters to her as he works*

Now, you let me know when you want to go back to the House of Arch. All that biting must be tiring after a while.

And when you come back, I'll be around to say hi. There's a lot more pretzels where that came from. Just ask for Bernard.

[identity profile] talented-biter.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Ber'd," she tries out uncertainly. "Bite?"

[identity profile] talented-biter.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Kay," she agrees, yawning as she rests her head on his shoulder.

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
*He smiles down at her as she sleepily watches him work.


She's all right. Especially if she bit Crowley. He'd get years of amusement out of that.*

[identity profile] talented-biter.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Around a yawn, "Dhakel?" Can I bite anyone? She grins to show off her teeth again.

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
*He thinks for a minute as she grins at him.*

'Course, you have to bite someone, I guess. *he grins at her, and it's not the most comforting grin in the world*

Feel free to nibble on Crowley any time. Just be careful. He has a bad temper.

You remember him?

[identity profile] talented-biter.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Eyes light up. "Cwowley?" Someone to bite!

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
*He looks downright gleeful now.*

Yup.

[identity profile] talented-biter.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
She giggles and begins looking about, hoping to spot him. Someone to bite. With permission.

[identity profile] the-woodpecker.livejournal.com 2005-01-03 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
*Bernard grins and nods his head in Crowley's direction (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/2219417.html?thread=85731993#t85731993).*

Now, remember, Sunny. Be subtle. Be stealthy. Like a biting ninja.
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