Jessica Drew - Main Bar

[justdyedit]

[OOC: Milli-timed to the day the age spell broke.]

Jess had been outside investigating the various spiders to be found (she was quite sure she came across a nice specimen of Steatoda nobilis) when the spell that had regressed everyone's age broke. Given she was wearing children's clothes when it happened, she was quite happy to have found a horse blanket to borrow so she could make her way to her new room without breaking any of the Bar's rules.

Properly dressed, and aged, she's feeling better than she expected. Parts of her psyche that have been broken for years don't feel as sharp anymore and she can almost smile at certain memories…at least what memories she can see. Which is why she is glad she never venom blasted either pony responsible for the spell and why she is now at the bar.

"Can I leave a gift? Anonymously, I mean." Pause for a napkin read. "Of course it won't cause harm. Just give Twilight and that other pony, Trixie wasn't it? Just give them some treat, like a cake or whatever is good for them. One each and put it on my tab. Don't say who is from though, just thank them or something. And don't make it weird or sappy."

"What's this?" She then asks as an invoke appears for the damage to a certain soda machine. "But I wasn't in control of my facilities!" Another napkin. "I was a kid." Another napkin. "Fine. I'll pay up. Give me a mocha and some biscotti first."

Business taken care of, she settles in with her smartphone, scrolling through some costume redesigns* she found online back home. Carol shouldn't get all the fun of a new costume after all.

[OOC: *link leads to an entry with a list of fanmade costume redesigns for Jess. All are linked cause I didn't want to tie up this with graphics or too many links.]

Comments

[knightoftheswan]

The age spell now reversed, the Knight feels a little better than he did during his conversation with Autor.

Or it could be the coffee. This place does do marvelous coffee.

In any case, he left his booth for a stroll some time ago to cure a sudden and possibly caffeine-related desire to wander. Having meandered to the bar, now seems a good time for supper. He happens on a seat near Jessica and gives her a nod of acknowledgement before giving some thought to what he wants to eat.

[mighty_avenger]

Carol saunters into the Bar‐yes, saunters, it's a thing she does—having conveniently missed all age-related scenarios.

"Hey stranger. What's a nice Avenger like you doing in a place like this?"

It's funny? Yeah, it's funny.

Also, it's always good to feel out weather you're friends are coming from the same place in the timeline as you are. @%*#ing time travel.

[dont_feel_it]

He catches the scent of cocoa and steamed milk over his own cup of coffee, and looks over with mild curiosity from where he's sitting, too tall for the barstool, long legs folded up like some spindly flying insect, slouched over crossed arms in a faded green t-shirt and jeans.

There's a band-aid stuck to the inner side of his forearm, but it's hard to see, folded as they are on the bar top.

He doesn't mean to interrupt, though, so if he catches her eye, all he does is nod in distant greeting. He's no eavesdropper, and it's none of his business.