Spike's Pub is Open 12/26

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

The day after this 'Christmas holiday', the brothers open the pub for business. The cook is back and since Kadaj and Yazoo hadn't eaten all day, the first pizza out of the oven was theirs.

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[chasingangela]

Mood not any better than it was that morning, Angela hesitates before entering Spike's. She remembers what the Tick had told her; a tougher crowd, she muses, sounds just about right.

She sits at the corner of the bar and signals the blond bartender for a drink.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo strolled over and leaned on the bar in front of the new person. He hadn't seen her in here before. "Hey. What are you drinking?"

[chasingangela]

"Boilermaker," Angela says, cupping her head in one palm and barely looking up. "Beer's a Budweiser. House whiskey is fine for the shot."

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"Shot with chaser, mixed or a depth charge?" Yazoo asked, pulling down the glasses and the whiskey.

[chasingangela]

Angela tucks her hair behind one ear, considering her options. "Depth charge, I guess."

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Pulling the beer, Yazoo set the glass aside and filled the shot glass with the whiskey. He droppped the into the beer and slid it over to her. "Drink up."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Only having arrived back in town a short time ago, Geoff is slowly nursing a beer and chatting with the brothers at the far end of the bar. Seeing Angela, though, he bounces up out of his seat and strides over.

"Lady Angela!" Geoff plants an enthusiastic on her cheek. "Back from your trip home I see. How was your family?"

He slides onto the stool next to her and motions for Yazoo that he'll pay for her drink.

[chasingangela]

Angela pulls away from the kiss and starts to glare before she realizes this greeting probably was appropriate for her younger self.

She's still grumpy, though.

"I'm not your Angela," she says flatly. "But as far as I know, her family is fine."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff's eyebrows go up as he leans back a little to look at her.

"My sincerest apologies, my lady. You look exactly like a friend of mine. Although now that I'm paying attention, I can see that you're a couple of years older. Do you have a younger sister? And please, allow me to get your drink to make it up to you."

He gives her a charming grin.

[chasingangela]

Angela lets out a breath. Here we go again.... But the guy does have a nice smile. She can be polite.

"I do have a sister, but I'm not her, either," she says, taking a gulp of beer. "Don't ask me to explain this, but somehow I got switched with the Angela who belongs here in Special Collections at the library a couple days back. In my world, I left this island more than ten years ago. Didn't plan on coming back, but here I am."

She squints. "You look vaguely familiar, but I'm not coming up with a name. I'm sorry."

"And thank you for the drink. I'll get the next round."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"Geoff Chaucer." He holds out his hand. "And I haven't been into Special Collections myself, but I've heard stories. Also about one of the lockers, and what happens when you get bitten by a gremlin....I could go on, but the list is endless." Geoff grins again. "So, all right, you're not the Angela I know, but you are Angela. Maybe I look familiar because the other Angela and I are friends...through Paige first, if I remember correctly, and then through Marty."

[chasingangela]

"Oh! Is the Doctor the one who knows about time travel? People told me to talk to him."

She lets herself smile, loosened by the bite of beet and whiskey. "The people here are nice," she admits. "I mean, you guys have listened to me be all crabby about being here, so that counts for something. I just hated being alone for Christmas."

"If I'm still here in a week, I might take you up on that job offer."

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"Yes, that's him. Lives in funny blue box in the park. Sounds weird, I know, but this is Fandom." He shrugs, grinning, and takes a drink. "And you're right, for the most part the people here are nice. Also, for the most part, none of us actually belong here, so we all know what you're going through. Trust me, arriving here was one of the stranger experiences in my life."

Geoff frowns sympathetically at Angela's mention of Christmas. "I'm sorry you had to be alone for the holiday, Angela. No one should have to do that. But I'll make you a deal, since you mention it -- if you're here in a week, you'll have a job waiting for you. Although, since you've got teaching experience, you might want to consider applying up at the school. They did, after all, hire me, and I've never taught anyone a thing in my life. Well, except for the time I taught my friend Will to dance. But I wound up with a bloody nose for my troubles that time."

[chasingangela]

"I TA'd freshman lit to help pay my grad school tuition," Angela explains. "Not an experience I want to repeat unless I have to. But it sounds like you have a good bunch of students here, so maybe I could suffer through it. It's good to know I have options, anyhow."

She takes another sip of beer, feeling better about the world as a whole than she has in a long time. "A bloody nose isn't very good payment for dancing lessons. Was he mad at you or something?"

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"Will? No, he wasn't the one bloodied my nose. It was Wat." He grins. "Friend of Will's. He had to dance the lady's part. I guess he just didn't care for my teaching technique. Or...I suppose it's possible I might have been just a little insulting."

Laughing at the memory, he takes another drink. "Wat was a good man, but we didn't get on very well." Geoff winks. "He had a red-headed temper."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Making a grand entrance, he strides to the bar and orders a pint, grinning harshly at the boy.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo saw Crowley enter and slowly went up to the man, sliding his pint over in front of him. "Hey," he said.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Hey. What does that mean? Is that strictly American, or simply rude?" He sips his pint and slips a folded bill across the bar.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"Would you rather I have said 'fuck you'?" Yazoo said with a sneer. "I can be accomodating."

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Ah, isn't that a lovely phrase? It embodies, so much. So many meanings. It can hostile or erotic...indeed. Fuck you too." He smiles against the rim of his glass, chuckling to himself.

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo rolled his eyes and pulled out some lemons to cut. Right in front of Crowley, as luck would have it.

Before Angela

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff spots the demon from his seat at the end of the bar. Taking a deep breath to gather his courage, he walks over.

"We need to talk."

Re: Before Angela

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Ah, poet...what do you want? Another...favor, perhaps?"

Re: Before Angela

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

"Somehow, I can't seem to want any favors from you. Funny, isn't it?" Geoff's tone is dry and humorless.

"I want to know who took on my debt."

Re: Before Angela

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"Pffftt, I'm not telling you that, you imbecile."