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[baptizemyself]

It's hard to stay hidden in your room, avoiding certain people when Bar has cut off your access to room service. Eventually you will be forced to leave in order to forage food and drink from the main bar.

Which is why Helena is stood at one end of the bar - the end closest to the stairs - begging for forgiveness for skipping out on her bartending shift so that she can get her room service reinstated and go back to hiding away from...

"Come on, I said I was sorry... now can I please get a soda and something to eat?"


[Tiny-tag of romance: Valentines day plot.]

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[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Boo has discovered that shooting people is fun. Especially when they get those happy grins on their faces. She can't help but wonder if the other pistol does something different - maybe even better! So she hops back to her Bill!pack and pulls out the second pistol and fires it randomly. The bullet heads toward Lady Bar, and Boo doesn't even have time to wonder what the "happy" gun would to for Bar when the lead bullet strikes a patron Boo doesn't recognize.

She puts the gun back in her backpack and goes over to observe what the second gun does.

[baptizemyself]

Helena jerks as the bullet impacts her and for a few seconds her face and body go totally slack as if she is in a daze.

When she shakes it off, she frowns and rubs at the lightly stinging spot where the bullet hit.

Then she goes back to arguing with Bar.

Funny though, that now she doesn't feel the need to go back and hide in her room the way she did before.

[i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com]

Huh.

Not happy. She doesn't look much different at all, really.

Maybe the second gun doesn't work.

She hops off to try it on someone else to see if it'll work on them.

[interrogoiterum]

Renee has been meditating.

And the result of the meditation is this; she needs to go back to her world and get somme space. From Helena, who keeps messing with her head and reacted to the scar and suddenly closed up.

But first she needs to say goodbye to Helena.

So... this is awkward.

"Hey."

[baptizemyself]

Helena, scratching a little at an irritably stinging spot on her thigh - probably bitten by something, she thinks - turns to look at Renee and feels...

Nothing. Not a thing.

This was the woman she was avoiding?

"Hi, Renee," she says, cool but polite.

[interrogoiterum]

Or maybe it's not awkward.

Maybe it's just like being punched in the gut, hard. Still, godo for Helena.

"...how's the stomach?"

[baptizemyself]

"It's doing okay, thanks for asking."

Helena wonders, while looking at Renee, whether she made the right choice when she let her in on her identity - probably she wasn't entirely thinking straight thanks to the pain and the drugs that she was on at the time - but it's too late to do anything now.

[interrogoiterum]

"Good."



And now we're back to awkward. Renee wipes the frown from her face, and pushes her hat back to show how unfrowning her forehead is.

"Hey, listen, I've been doing some thinking."

[baptizemyself]

"Oh?" she says, raising an eyebrow. But what she's thinking is 'what has that got to do with me?'. She doesn't say it of course, but it's quite possible it shows in her expression.

[interrogoiterum]

"Yeah."

Wow, Renee really underestimated how Helena would've taken this. Reminded of her mother, and so deciding she should be grateful not to be yelled at, Renee's tone drops completely.

"Well, I'm going to head back into the world. Figured you'd want me to say goodbye."

Guess she was wrong.

[baptizemyself]

"Oh. Yeah. Thanks for letting me know."

[fiery_ring]

Carlotta is completely avoiding all sights of Valentine's Day, and is instead at the bar looking worriedly at the stables' accounts.

[baptizemyself]

With some food and a drink finally acquired, Helena looks around the bar. When she sees Carlotta's worried face she becomes concerned and heads over.

"Hi," she says. "It's Carlotta, right?"

As if she doesn't know perfectly well who the younger woman is.

[fiery_ring]

"Hallo, yes." Carlotta smiles. "I... I'm sorry, I forgot your name."

She was pretty distressed last time they met.

[baptizemyself]

"It's Helena," she says, smiling.

[fiery_ring]

"Sorry Helena, hallo." Carlotta says, with a small embarrassed smile. "How are you?"

[baptizemyself]

"I'm good, thanks for asking.

And you? How are you?" she asks, still smiling but her eyes searching Carlotta's face for signs about how she really is.

[fiery_ring]

"I'm okay." Carlotta says. And she looks at least a little better than when she was terrified she was be pregnant. The symptoms have mostly worn off now.

"Just a bit worried about our accounts. The stables aren't getting as much trade now that the war's on, because most families with children have an extra kid to keep, and a lot of the older children and young adults who used to ride have had to give it up to help at home or with the war effort. If I've done the maths correctly, we're probably going to have to sell horses."

[theresnodoor]

Someone else is coming down those stairs, fresh from a few hours of flying. It means she's cheerful, if in need of some entertainment. So while Tobias entertains himself upstairs - or outside, she's not sure - Rachel came down to find a book or a magazine or whatever else can occupy a few hours.

And finds Helena. Begging the bar for sustenance.

"What'd you do?" Rachel asks, a little teasing as she eases up beside the older woman.

She's hoping the answer is different and funnier than Beat up someone's car downstairs.

[baptizemyself]

...Oh yeah, in all the stuff with Renee she forgot there was someone else she was trying to avoid.

"I think this is punishment for skipping out on my bartending shift the other day..."

[theresnodoor]

"...oh. Um, whoops?"

Because she might have intentionally tempted Helena away from responsibility and all. Rachel glances at the countertop somewhat guiltily. "Can she have it on my tab?"

[baptizemyself]

Bar very stubbornly does nothing.

"I guess not," Helena says after a few seconds. "She even cut off my room service.

I think she actually wants me to go raid the kitchens."

Which wouldn't be too bad actually. It's been a while since Helena has done any real cooking for herself.

[theresnodoor]

"I don't think you'd be the first," Rachel points out thoughtfully, glancing over at the door.

Not Rachel, of course, but other people she's seen duck back there.

"I've got some stuff in my fridge upstairs, if you're really hard up, though."

[baptizemyself]

"Thanks, I might just need it," she says with a wry smile.

"Would be nice to get back in a kitchen again though..." she says thoughtfully.

[theresnodoor]

A shrug. "The door's just behind the bar. You can try it."

Rachel will stand back and watch. Though she'll probably help if the waitrats attack en masse.