Spike's Pub, Late Afternoon Sunday

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff walks into the pub, scowling. He stops briefly to speak to the bartendeder, then takes sits down at a table in the darkest corner he can find. He then proceeds to get very very drunk.

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[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

(ooc is it cool if I highjack this thread, presumably once Geoff's left or not your call)

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

[OOC: If you like, since he likely will take off once he spots Paige.]

Early evening

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige comes in with Boone, she gestures to table for them to sit down not noticing Geoff*

Re: Early evening

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Sorry it took me so long...I had to go for a bit, but I'm back now]


*Boone follows Paige's lead, and hurries around her to pull her chair out like a gentleman would. He doesn't know who Geoff is, so he doesn't know he should be looking out for anyone*

Re: Early evening

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige smiles at him* Thank you Boone, you know I'd never met men with such good manners til I came here. So I'm guessing you're getting the drinks too then?

(ooc-that's ok might be a slight delay in my replies anyway)

Re: Early evening

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

*A nod, he hadn't thought of that, bu yeah. He'd cover her tab. As long as she didn't over do it...He didn't have much money*

My mom insisted on it. Good manners, I mean. She...raised me to respect people.

Re: Early evening

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

I guess I'd just been hanging around with the wrong guys before than.

I'll have a vodka and coke please, actually can you make it a double. Tell Spike they're for me, mine should be on the house since I work here

Re: Early evening

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

Just...a beer? Whatever's...on tap? *Boone asked, and hoped he didn't seem too inexperienced*

I didn't know you worked ehre.

Re: Early evening

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige smiles* yeah just a few days a week, I need the money, plus Spike's pretty cool with me *She looks towards Spike and gives him a wave*

*Paige smiles at Boone* Don't worry he'll serve anyone, though I'm pretty sure he still thinks I'm 19

Re: Early evening

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

I won't tell any different *A smile*

I bet this is a fun place to work.

Re: Early evening

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige smiles* Yeah well to be honest I mainly applied cos I fancied Spike *she blushes slightly* but well I guess I'm a one man girl now *she looks worried* well I hope I am anyway.

But erm yeah Spike's cool to work for, free drinks and stuff, plus his jukebox has some pretty decent music

Re: Early evening

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

Music's always good. Good music, I mean. *He makes a face at himself. Good music is good. Real intellegent, that*

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

*Geoff withdraws further into the shadows, watching Paige. He compulsively plays with a crumpled piece of paper while he drinks.*

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

A pint glass of ale is placed on the table at Geoff's elbow and when he looks up, he finds a very exhausted-looking Shane standing over him and smiling, a Dos Equis cradled in her other hand. "Hey," she says gently.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff gives a rather over-exaggerated grin and waves at a chair. "Fancy meeting you here. Glad the zombies didn't get ya." He cocks his head at the glass. "That for me?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Likewise," Shane says with a chuckle. "Yeah, that's for you, man. Enjoy." She slaps him companionably on the shoulder as she grabs the offered chair and turns it about so that the back is bumping up against the edge of the table. She drops down onto the chair, straddling it.

She rests her elbows on the back of the chair as she takes a sip of her own beer, watching him for a moment, noting the pain just behind his eyes that he's trying to distract her from with his forced cheerfulness. "So, what's up?" She asks, doing her best to sound relaxed and casual.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff drains the pint he had been working on and picks up the one Shane brought for him.

"Yeah, well that's really because I was safe in the students' residence at the school." His voice sounds bitter, and he takes a drink of the ale. "Paige...took me there."

He eyes wander over to where Paige is sitting at a table with one her fellow students, then he quickly looks back at the table in front of him. "You weren't hurt, were you?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"She..." Shane trails off, the bitterness in his voice impossible to miss. "How did she? I mean, one minute you guys were there and then the next..." She shrugs. "Guess I should be getting used to that kinda stuff around here."

Seeing Geoff's eyes start to wander, Shane craned her neck slightly to look back over her shoulder to see Paige sitting with another guy she didn't recognize, the bruises around her throat standing out in harsh, dark contrast to her pale skin.

At his question, she looks back at him and smiles easily, shrugging.

"Nah, I'm cool," she murmurs, lifting up her beer for another drink.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"She's a witch." His words sound flat, and he takes another pull at the ale. "I don't know how she did it. She says she can do things like...that, and heal, so I guess that's good."

He shakes his head. "She's good, I'm not afraid of her. I know she'd never hurt anyone. Well, zombies don't count, anyway." He looks up at Shane, confusion showing plainly in his eyes. "Where...I mean, zombies...why would..." He trails off, shaking his head again and looking back at the table. Someone has carved their initials into the wooden surface, and he picks absently at a splinter.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"You think she had something to do with what happened this weekend?" Shane asks evenly, calmly. She's not trying to accuse or point fingers or lay blame, she's just trying to figure out where Geoff is coming from.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"No! no nothing like that. She was out there fighting them, with her sisters."

He pushes the crumpled paper around a bit with his glass.

"I didn't know what to do, Shane. Paige begged me to come with her, so I did. And then she insisted that I stay in her room, while she went off to do battle." He laughs dryly. "She left some sort of sword, I guess she figured I could defend myself with it I had to. But I can't. I don't know how to fight. All of those people in the school, in so much danger and all of them facing it, and I couldn't do so much as protect one girl." He laughs again, more bitterly this time. "She left me her...'phone', so I could call her if I needed help."

Geoff drinks down the last of the ale that Shane brought him and motions for the bartender to bring him another.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Look, I don't think she was trying to ... to insult you or anything, Geoff," Shane says carefully after a moment. "She was just trying to keep you safe. I saw her when she showed up at Deb's last night, man, she was a mess, trying to find you."

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[a-phale.livejournal.com]

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[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

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