ext_21675 ([identity profile] sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-03-16 01:28 pm

Bartending!

Claire steps behind the bar, Seth sleeping in a baby sling around her neck. She wipes down the bar's surface and straightens the extra glasses, smiling at Charlie playing guitar in the corner.



"What can I get you?"





[[ooc: 6:45 EST: Wrap or slow-time from here on out, please *bats eyelashes*]]

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Oh, she wants details. "He's better, now that he's not being a silly bugger."

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wore himself out. Lost weight he really couldn't afford. Moped. Was a silly bugger." She nods.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Ace snorts.
"And they want to rule the world? They can bloody well forget it."

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Ace miiiiight look slightly startled and guilty at that.
"Err... right. Most definitely, oh yes." She returns the grin.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just... haven't been hungry, is all." She looks decidedly guilty now. She does her best not to think of her conversation with Wash the night before, but might turn a little green anyway.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Cornered, she pulls out her amazing conversation-topic changing trick.
"Charlie? What happened to Charlie?"

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bloody hell. I leave for a while, and everything gets blown to hell. Well, I'm not helping that, am I?" She's muttering to herself, looking highly irritated.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't be. I'm fine. Really." One would think, spending years in crisis situations, that she'd learn how to be more reassuring. Ah well.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good. Tim worries enough for everybody. Don't need you doing it too." But she's grinning again, as best she can.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
You ask, we deliver! Poor Ace.
By the way? She's not blushing. Really. Stop staring.
"Oh, get on with you." She mutters, swirling her cocoa.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Flattery will get you nowhere, missy." Ace retorts.

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Ace's eyes go wide.
"Me?" Oh dear. That was a squeak. And here we thought Aces didn't squeak. "Hold the baby? The Seth baby?"

[identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com 2005-03-16 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a strangled 'bloody' from the pyro, and then she's got her arms full of Seth. She cradles him cautiously, as if he were a pack of C4 set to go off with the slightest jolt. There's something vaugely terrified about her expression.