The Sum of All Happy Hours

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie comes in from the Staff Quarters with damp hair and his Ginslinger t-shirt, his gun and gunbelt already tucked into a neat roll that he sets under the bar. He sits on a stool for a while picking his Specials and writes them up on the chalkboard.

"Howdy, all you beautiful folken. Specials tonight are Love Potion #9, the After 18, and that old fav, the Manhattan. Come and get it!"

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[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

It's the blender! Eddie's whirring friend. "Making some bombs?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Mmmhmm. One of the patrons figured out how to make a anti-magic ball bearing. How, I don't know, but it works." The grin turns a touch feral, a touch chilly. Someone has a beat-down coming to him, even if he doesn't know it yet.
She watches the blender spin, resting her chin on one hand. The hand that seems to have mysteriously acquired a sparkly ring. Wow.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"Excellent! Bernard was talking about enspelling them." He eyes the ring, and pours the shake.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Now I need to hunt Bernard down, to figure out how best to build this thing." She pauses for a second, then all of the feralness goes straight out of her grin. Actually, it looks rather goofy.
"You know Tim?"

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"Just that you get all dewy-eyed over him," says Eddie cheerfully.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"And now getting married to him." Ace adds, equally cheerfully. Yes, she's crowing. No, she doesn't intend to knock it off.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie's eyebrows go up. "Give you joy of him!"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Ta, Eddie. So now we both have extra incentive to survive this thing." You know. Just in case something as paltry as their lives wasn't important enough.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

Eddie nods. "I understand."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"So, all the news from Ace-land. How's Susannah? I haven't seen her about much lately." Hurrah for rapid topic changes.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"She's ok. She's just not a social butterfly like me. We got out of the habit of socializing, really."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"You did?" No, Ace is never not curious. Well, maybe there are times, but since those times tend to be associated with half-dead Aces, we won't go into them.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"Nobody around but the five of us and slow mutants, a lot of the time," he says with a shrug.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace whistles through her teeth.
"And you lot haven't killed each other? Bravo." Seriously. Because she's thought about strangling the Doctor more than once, and they meet new people all the time.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"We are ka-tet."

A beat.

"I've only threatened to kill Roland like... three time."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

She applauds, since such a thing is truely marvelous.
"That ought to be a record, somewhere. I've threatened to kill the Doctor more times than that... heck. In the first year."

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"Well, to be fair, Roland is scarier than the Devil on PCP."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace snickers.
"Dunno 'bout that. He was nice to me. Not very talkative, but nice."

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"He's lulling you into a false sense of security."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"To what? Take m'nitro?" She shrugs. "I'll make more." She eyes the clock, and groans. "I'd better get back to it, if I want to get anything done today. Good talkin' with you, Eddie." She snage her milkshake and hops off the bar stool.

[no-prisoner.livejournal.com]

"Night, Ace!"