College AU Frenchmen!

[road_to_calvary]

 
...this isn't his bedroom. Jean Valjean - dressed in shorts and a muscle T, covered in sweat - rubs a towel over his face, and blinks quite a lot. Then he sticks his head back through the door, and yells, 'Javert!'

'What?'

'Come look.'

Javert - mussed hair, jeans, sullen expression, a scar around his neck - slopes through the door. He also blinks a lot, and doesn't stop the door closing behind them. While Valjean spends his time staring about, his eyes fall on the leaflets nearby. He picks one up, reads it, then touches Valjean's arm to get his attention.

'Here.'

A couple of minutes later, they're staring at each other. Javert shakes his head. Valjean nods, and stretches for the door handle...which won't open. His eyes go wide as he tugs on it, and Javert has to take his wrist to stop him trying to wrench his way out.

'It's OK. We'll just get a drink and wait for it to open. It says here that it will. OK?'

'...OK.'

And so there's two wary young guys at the bar, eyeing drinks suspiciously. Well, Valjean is. Javert is eyeing Valjean, because...well. Just because.



[OOC: AU guys, obviously! Write-up on their background here. You can pretty much do what you want with them, they're only here for a week. This is open until whenever, and they'll each get an independent EP at some point. \o/]

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[venerable_ibis]

There's an early-middle-agedish dude in sunglasses and a silly hat leaning against the bar not far off.

"Hey guys," he says. "You didn't go to Middle Area High, did you?" Because like he doesn't recognize them? But maybe they didn't take art? Either way, if they're in a bar they are either out of high school or pretending to be.


((halp, it's high school AU Djehuty))

[thewidewideworld]

"Hello boys." Sinric smiles, leaning over the bar to grab some ice. He's androgynous but leaning to the feminine and dressed to accentuate that. "What brings you here tonight?"

{ooc: sorry to tag and run but I couldn't resist.}

Regular Eric Notthman

[onceaviking]

Someone tall and pale walks up to the bar and leans in the counter.
Really close.

"The usual," he says and the usual appears in a tall glass. A dark red liquid.

He is dressed in tight black clothes (designer, expensive) and he doesn't have a pulse.
This may not be immediately noticeable.

[is_the_motion]

There's a young woman about the same age, wearing a roller derby outfit, who approaches the bar and deposits her four-year-old daughter to sit on Bar's surface. They have an exchange in sign language before ordering orange juices.

They watch in amusement as Javert tries to get out, and Bonnie nods to them when they come back over.

"Yer probably Bound." she says. "But everyone gets out eventually."

[starrydome]

Elrond walks up to the bar and orders a plate of bread and cheese and a glass of wine.

His hair is pulled back from his face, leaving his noble forehead and the tips of his ears free. The rest is partly braided, partly free, and studded with tiny, silver stars.

He is dressed in robes of pale blue, embroidered with more, stylized, silver stars.

And if he cathes the eyes of the two young Men, he nods at them. Friendlily.

[merryeccentricities]

" Mm=-- pardon me." Joly's voice is hoarse. He's still a little shaky with the last effects of a summer fever but he's feeling well enough to offer an apologetic smile as he stumbles past the two strangers on his way to the Bar. Alcmaeon, nestled half under his coat-collar, chirps a friendly "Sorry!".