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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 12, 2018 5:44:38 GMT -8
Stevie walked to the door, barely registering it was closed. Pushing through it, she’s make her way to the bartender. Waving him down she’s mumble something about a whiskey sour. She sat I a stool and placed her head on the counter. Why was today so awful? No clue. Just one of those days. Luckily, alcohol was there for her. Bartender came back with her drink and she downed it. Stevie sat back and lightly slapped he counter, signaling a refil. She repeated this process two more times.
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 12, 2018 21:55:42 GMT -8
Rozalin stepped into the bar with her usual confidence, hips swaying like she owned the world, including the bar. She gave it a cursory glance. She was looking for a new place, and this one didn't really match her typical type of place or taste, but she was willing to give it a shot. Her nerves needed it.
Off of Cabal, she could relax. Play less nice or, even worse, the welcome wagon. Not to mention the churning in her stomach and the tightness in her chest and shoulders. The recent battles had delayed her initial plans, but they were still in effect.
Soon. She could almost taste it.
Calling out for a whiskey with a grin and a wink at the bartender, she took a seat and leaned back, noticing the girl who looked like she'd seen better days but not commenting. She looked like she really needed a few more drinks before she was ready to person.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 12, 2018 22:00:56 GMT -8
Stevie sat back and smiled at the bartender. Suddenly he was kinda cute. Kinda. She waved her hand at the bartender who had turned from her to serve a young lady ordering a whiskey. She looked to the girl and waited. Once barkeep was done, she’d wave him over again.
“ Id like a Dr Pepper with 5 shits of sake in it. Just the right amount.”
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 12, 2018 22:03:24 GMT -8
Avice walked by and saw a couple familiar faced hrought the misty windows. She'd have nothing better to do and tomorrow she was off on her trip so best to drink tonight while she's here. She'd take a seat with the others.
She'd tap the bar. She's been here enough that he knew her order.
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 12, 2018 22:22:10 GMT -8
Rozalin's brow rose higher. Five shits of sake? Someone was already well under the table. Shaking her head, she looked over at a familiar figure and nodded at Avice, a slight smile on her lips at the sight of the dark-haired woman.
"So who here is celebrating and who isn't?"
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 12, 2018 22:23:13 GMT -8
Stevie looked up at the question.
“Life sucks. This drink doesn’t. Happiness is obtained not given.”
She’d smile and take a sip. Lick her lips and grin. Perfect.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 12, 2018 22:29:23 GMT -8
"Just drinking before work." she nodded to Roz. Receiving her drink and taking a sizable gulp of it.
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 13, 2018 7:43:29 GMT -8
"Indeed." Roz nodded and raised her glass slightly in the other woman's direction, noticing she seemed to have multiple shots of sake in her already. That or her day was that bad. Either way, she wasn't wrong, but there was some potential for amusement there.
Obtained and not given. The words rang close to home as she took a long drink of her own.
"Something similar," she nodded at Avice. "Going on a bit of a trip."
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 13, 2018 17:03:39 GMT -8
Stevie took another gulp. This drink was fantastic. Or perhaps the alcohol was beginning to effect her attitude. Either way, this was nice.
“I’ve seen the two of you around the Academy. Name’s Stevie-Rae.”
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 14, 2018 8:17:38 GMT -8
"Avice Locke.." she took two fingers off her glass and waved them at Stevie-rae. "Can't say I've seen you, forgive me for that."
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 14, 2018 13:37:51 GMT -8
The pirate's lip curled into a sly smile at the introductions, nodding but not raising a hand to wave, merely nodding instead.
"Rozalin Kendall."
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 14, 2018 15:13:00 GMT -8
Gulp. Gulp.
“I used to be the School Hall Captain of Police. Used to. I dunno maybe I still am.”
She was musing a loud, but either way. There it was. Alcohol. Mmmm
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 14, 2018 15:15:18 GMT -8
"What changed?" Avice asked.
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 14, 2018 15:53:34 GMT -8
"You don't know?" Another brow raise at Steevie.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 14, 2018 19:11:20 GMT -8
She dropped her cup on the table causing some liquid to slip out.
“Some little shit took it. I guess I still have it. He hasn’t come back from the last time we fought. Guess I hurt his little feelings. Stupid kid.”
She picked up the cup only to put it down again.
“That’s not why I’m drinking.”
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