Spike's Pub - Open 12/9

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

It's a clear and cold night. Coming in and stomping off the snow, the brothers put the pub to order for the night, getting it ready for the customers.

On the jukebox VNV Nation can be heard blaring out of the speakers. The sign flickered on to OPEN.

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[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Allison might not be sharing the password to the supply room with him, she couldn't hold this much from him. Yazoo and his brothers. They knew trouble, something Allison had felt without having to hear it out loud. The kind of trouble O'Malley liked. He moved right up to the bar, ignoring anyone around them.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Seeing Tex come in, Yazoo had her whiskey waiting on her. "Hey."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

O'Malley looked down at the glass, but didn't move to take off his helmet. When he spoke, his voice was than Tex' normally was. "I have a business proposition for you."

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Oooookay. Yazoo left the glass and leaned on the bar. The fact that Tex hadn't removed her helmet wasn't lost on him. He tilted his head. "I'm listening."

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"Somewhere private, without these fools listening," O'Malley motioned around him.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Looking over at Kadaj, his brother took his place at the bar and Yazoo motioned for Tex to follow. "Store room," he said.

The door swung open and he flipped on the light, walking in and standing with his back to the left wall, he waited for Tex to come in before he shut the door.

(NFB from here on)

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

"They annoy you too, don't they?" O'Malley asked as soon as the door was closed. "They're pitiful, not worth the air they're breathing. Like leeches that you have to pull off and stomp into the ground!"

Re: (NFB from here on)

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

It took a moment for Yazoo to realize who Tex was referring to. Only because this was a bit uncharacteristic for her to be talking this way. Not that she didn't have a healthy dose of disregard for most of humanity but this? A little over the edge. Maybe she'd been drinking already.

"Of course they do," Yazoo responded carefully. "They're weak and useless."

Re: (NFB from here on)

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

O'Malley laughed. "Yes! I knew you'd understand. We can crush them. Destroy them all and take over the universe. We'll eat them for breakfast and for lunch we're having lobster!"

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The door opens, letting a brief breeze of cold air into the pub, and Aziraphale and House head inside, bundled in heavy coats and scarves.

Turning to the doctor as he's unbuttoning his coat, Aziraphale asks, "Which would be better, the bar or a booth?"

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"Either would be fine. I guess I prefer the bar." House juggled his cane to get his coat off, eyes shifting to take in the atmosphere of the pub.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"The bar it is, then!"

He helps House off with his coat, hanging it beside his own, and then gives him a bright smile and heads for stools at the bar, smiling at Yazoo as he does.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Nodding, Yazoo went over to the two and leaned on the bar. "Shots tonight?" he asked with a smile.

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House glances at Aziraphale. He hadn't said he wasn't drinking at all. Just that he was trying not to. What could it hurt, in a social setting such as this? Really, why go to a pub if not to drink?

"Scotch, on the rocks." he says, looking at Yazoo.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale blushes, giving Yazoo a 'don't you dare' look.

"Heavens, no! A pint will do nicely, thank you."

He doesn't seem terribly disturbed by House's request for a scotch, settling in comfortably on the barstool.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo quickly got their drinks and slid them in front of the men. He stood looking at Aziraphale for a moment before he shook off the thought he had and stepped back so the two could enjoy their drinks in peace.

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House swirled the glass before takking a sip.

He wasn't, had never been, good at conversation. He never knows what to say without making some crude or callous remark.

Private with Phale - NFB

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Sliding into a chair in the corner of the pub, Yazoo waited patiently for Aziraphale to come over. He wasn't sure exactly how the man could help or even if he could but frankly, Yazoo had no one else he could ask about it.

Re: Private with Phale - NFB

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

After a while of talking, Aziraphale excuses himself from the doctor's company for a few minutes and walks over to where Yazoo is seated. It's been obvious since coming into the pub that the young man has something on his mind, something that he seems to want to share with the angel.

"May I sit with you for a moment, Yazoo?"

Re: Private with Phale - NFB

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Waving to the seat across from him, Yazoo nodded and waited for Aziraphale to get comfortable.

Re: Private with Phale - NFB

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Taking a seat across the table, the angel cocks his head and studies Yazoo for a moment.

"Would you like to tell me what's bothering you? I can make it so no one can hear, if you're concerned about being spied on."

Re: Private with Phale - NFB

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

He nodded again and looked around at the other customers in the bar. It wasn't that he didn't trust them....okay...he didn't trust them. After Tex's completely bizarre behavior...

Re: Private with Phale - NFB

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Nodding as well, Aziraphale repeats what he'd done for Wilson in the clinic, creating a barrier of power that kept their voices from carrying.

"Now, my dear, tell me what's on your mind."

Re: Private with Phale - NFB

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo had no idea where to start so he started with the most obvious question. "Do you know about that thing with more than one personality living in you?"

Re: Private with Phale - NFB

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Yes...at least, I think I understand what you're saying. Do you mean like a possessing entity? Or someone with an illness that makes them act like more than one person?"