Spike's Pub is Open 11/14

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Another night, another night at the Pub. The brothers prepped the bar, stocked and ready for opening.

The light flickered on and they opened the door.

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She walks in and sits at the bar. She looks a little down, but has a soft smile for the boys.] Whiskey sour, and would you put some cherries in it?

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo nodded and fixed her drink. Tossing in a few extra cherries, he pushed it in front of her. He leaned in on the bar and watched her closely.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Fishing one out, she dipped it up and down to mix her drink. Pulling it out she held the stem while sucking the whiskey out of the cherry, staring at the ice sparkling in the low light.]

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Coming out of the back room, Loz dumped the ice in the holder and shoved bottles in to keep them cool. He looked over at CJ. Putting the bucket back in the storeroom.

Back out, he slid onto a stool beside her, resting his elbows on the bar he sat beside her.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She turns her head to look at him, biting the cherry off and chewing slowly. With the faintest impression of a smile, she jerks her chin up in a nod, then turns back to her drink, poking the ice with her finger.]

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Loz stayed silent. If she wanted to talk or if she wanted to be quiet, he'd sit with her for a while.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

It's taken care of. I took care of it. [She doesn't look up, but fishes out another cherry to suck on.]

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"What happened?" Loz asked low.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Shaking her head from side to side slowly, she takes a large swallow of her drink, then looks at him.]

I don't like what I do sometimes. It's...taken care of.

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

Spike comes up from the basement in a foul mood. Also known as his normal mood. He sits down at the bar and motions for Kadaj to pour him a drink.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Kadaj strolled over and leaned on the bar. "What will it be, boss?"

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Bourbon. How was business last night?"

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"Quiet. Like all others. It comes and goes like the phase of the moon." Kadaj poured up his bourbon and slid it in front of him.

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Huh. And this started with the girl and the curfew right? Bloody wonderful. First there was that damn freak out session and now a curfew. I should burn this place to the ground." Spike scowls as he drinks his bourbon and waves for more.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Pouring another, Kadaj shrugged. "If it pleases you. It's your place." He looked toward the door for a moment. "The curfew can't last forever."

[pubkeeper.livejournal.com]

"Don't tempt me mate. I'm not afraid to do a little arson just so I can have a laugh or two.

[OOC: I'll be on for a bit. Feel free to slowplay.]

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"Then you won't have the headaches of business ownership," Kadaj offered. "This town is so old, I bet the whole thing would go up before they could put it out." He considered that and smiled. "You also wouldn't have a place to live."

Some point after CJ leaves...

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[Paradoxes, frankly, would drive anyone to drink, and even though the Doctor's spent plenty of time dealing with them, he never anticipated teaching inqusitive teenagers about the concept. So he comes into Spike's at around 8, settling into a bar stool as though he were to the manor born.]

Sauza 1800, lime, and a Corona, please.

Re: Some point after CJ leaves...

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo watched him come in and sit down. When the Doctor ordered his drinks, Yazoo set him up quickly and leaned against the bar near him to keep him full. It was a slow night and nothing was dividing his attention.

Re: Some point after CJ leaves...

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[Salt, shot, lime. A good process. Unlike CJ, Ten had never gone to Cancun on vacation, but he could drink tequila with the pros. Swallowing again, he sets a piece of lime on the convenient plate, then chases it with a swig of Corona. Then he looks up at Yazoo.] Slow night?

Re: Some point after CJ leaves...

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Nodding, Yazoo swept his hand toward the door. "Curfew. Heard there was a new bar in town too."

Re: Some point after CJ leaves...

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Karaoke's a big draw. Doesn't mean that sometimes someone doesn't just want a pint. Or, as the case may be, tequila. [He gestures for another shot.] It takes way too much to get me drunk.

Re: Some point after CJ leaves...

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo topped him off and nodded. "Once the 'new' wears off and the curfew goes away, things might pick up." He looked around and shrugged. "But I like the low energy here now."

Re: Some point after CJ leaves...

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[Ten does the second shot, and the ritual that goes with it. His voice is a bit more gravelly when he finishes swallowing. Slow burn.] You prefer the quiet, then? Can't say I blame you.

Re: Some point after CJ leaves...

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"There's a time for noise and a time for quiet," Yazoo said.