Caritas: Thursday Night

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue is wiping down the bar, ready for her first shift. Her gloves are back, but she's still in a ridiculously good mood, considering all that's been happening lately.

She's ready to serve you drinks and make fun of the karaoke. Come on in!

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The Bar

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue or Tino is here to take your order, if you're of age. Otherwise, there's a nice selection of soda.

Re: The Bar

[serra-inara.livejournal.com]

Inara takes a seat. "Hello, Marie. I'll have a lemondrop martini, thank you."

Re: The Bar

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue smiles. "It's nice to see you again. Would you like that up or on the rocks?" she asks, pouring the gin and vermouth into a mixer.

Re: The Bar

[serra-inara.livejournal.com]

"Straight up, thanks." Inara sits back on her stool. "You seem a lot calmer than you were the last time we talked."

Re: The Bar

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael spots Inara in the bar and approaches, Ben in tow. "Hi, Inara. How are you this evening?"

Re: The Bar

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue is behind the bar, if either of the men would like a drink.

Re: The Bar

[serra-inara.livejournal.com]

"Michael, Ben," Inara smiles from over her martini. "Good to see you two here. How was business today?"

Re: The Bar

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Well hello there Crumb-cake. The name's Krevlornswath of the Deathwok clan, but for you I'll let you call me Lorne. Will we be seeing you sing tonight?"

Re: The Bar

[serra-inara.livejournal.com]

Inara blinks a little on seeing the demon, but manages to get her martini down the right way. "Hi. Inara Serra, and I don't think so," she says. "At least, not without a lot more of these." She holds up the martini.

"You're the owner? Lorne, was it?"

Re: The Bar

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex enters Caritas, out of armour for once. She's heard about the non-violence thing going on here but it doesn't change the fact that she's got an M6D safely tucked in its holster with her.

She moves to the bar and vaguely wonders why minors can't drink but can serve alcohol. Not that she cares. "Whiskey, no ice."

Re: The Bar

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue smiles at Tex, not recognizing her. She pours the shot in to the mixing glass with ice, shakes it, and strains it into a glass. Setting it on top of a cocktail napkin, she starts to wash the mixer. "Hope that suffices."

Re: The Bar

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Tex raises an eyebrow and looks from her glass to Rogue. "That's ice," she points out, not sounding too pleased.

Re: The Bar

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John walks in and spies Rogue. He walks over to the bar.
"Heya. Can I get a half Coke half root beer? Don't ask."
He's smiling.

Re: The Bar

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue nods and drops a glass into the ice to fill it. She sets it in front of John, on a cocktail napkin, and fills it from the bar gun. Grinning, she asks, "So you gonna sing for me tonight?"

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[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward wanders in, hands in his pockets. He hadn't been by here yet, and besides... his Archeology paper is almost done anyway.

Re: The Bar

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue smiles at Ed. "Hey, sugah, what can I get ya?"

The Stage

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

If you want to drunkenly make a fool of yourself sing a song or two, this is the place to do it.

Re: The Stage

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

After making sure the patrons are all happy, Rogue takes the stage. She gins and starts singing. Her voice is strong, but not perfect. It's mostly her enthusiasm that makes her sound good.

Was it the pull of the moon now baby
That led you to my door
You say the night’s got you acting crazy
I think it’s something more
I’ve never felt the earth move honey
Until you shool my tree
Nobody runs from the law now baby
Of love and gravity it pulls you so strong
Baby you gotta hold on

If I fall you’re going down with me
You’re going down with me baby if I fall
You can’t take back every little chill you give me
You’re going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah

We’re hanging right on the edge now baby
The wind is getting stronger
We’re hanging on by a thread now honey
We can’t hold on much longer
It’s a long way down but it’s too late

If I fall you’re going down with me
You’re going down with me baby if I fall
You can’t take back every little chill you give me
You’re going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah

Ooh baby I couldn’t get any higher
This time I’m willing to dance on the wire
If I fall...if I fall

’cause if I fall you’re going down with me
You’re going down with me baby if I fall
You can’t take back every little chill you gave me
Your going down wih me babt heart and all

If I fall...if I fall...ooo yeah

She smiles at the crowd, then heads back behind the bar.

Re: The Stage

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John takes the bait, talks to the band briefly, and takes the mike.

"Here's something a few of you might like."

The music starts, cheerful and not too uptempto. Totally lounge-y.

Do you feel that?
Ohhhh shit...

Wah ah ah ah
Wah ah ah ah

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate and let it flow into me.

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up, come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up, come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift that has been given to me.

*piano keys up*

I can see inside you the sickness is rising
It seems that all that was good has died
Oh, no. The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me.

John turns to the drummer.
BOBBY, WILL YA GIVE IT TO ME?

The band starts getting into it, trumpet player blowing his heart out. Ew.
Wah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up, come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate and let it flow into me.

Why can't you just fuck off and die
And get down with the sickness
FUCK YOU, I don't need this shit
I'm down with the sickness
You stupid, sadistic, abusive fucking whore
Get down with the sickness

Here it comes
Get ready to diiiiiiiiiiiieee

John sings this last part softly, almost tenderly.
Get ready to die.

Re: The Stage

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne takes the stage and once again the lighting changes just to suit his complexion and suit.


At first I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
And I grew strong
And I learned how to get along

and so you're back
from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me

Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye
Did you think I'd crumble
Did you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
Oh as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive (hey-hey)

It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
But now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
and now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me

Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye
Did you think I'd crumble
Did you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
Oh as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive

Re: The Stage

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

[[*just watched Priscilla* *is now dead*]]

The Lounge

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Hidden away a bit from the rest of the establishment is the lounge. Talk, cuddle, but for goodness' sake, keep your clothes on.

OOC

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Any questions, come here. Remember, there's no violence in Caritas.

Re: OOC

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

I'm just waiting for a duet between John and Rogue or a duet fight between John and ShortStackEd.

Re: OOC

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

You get a couple of drinks in her, and Rogue might be up for a duet. It's slow enough she might think it's a good idea. ^_^

Plus, you know, there's the part where she's totally trying to seduce crushing on John. But that would have nothing to do with it.