Caritas - Wednesday [Open]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

After a relatively uneventful day, Veronica headed to work.

She made sure Tino had everything ready and opened up.



[ooc: V's in the house - mostly - I will have to step away from the 'puter a bit this evening though.]

[ETA: Lorne is now in the house!]

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The Bar [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Have Tino get you a drink

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel sat down in the bar, in need of a good stiff drink.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica rolled her eyes when she saw Bel come in and sit down at the bar.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel barely noticed Veronica, but if he had, he would've rolled his eyes right back. Clearly, he does not have annoying blondes on his mind right now.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica whipped her head around from where she was talking to Tino when she heard someone singing. She was surprised to realize it was Bel.

Then she realized what he was singing and felt vaguely nauseous.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel finished and walked back over to the bar. "Happy now?" he said, grinning.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"You're disgusting," she said.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Bored and not ready to either hunt for a flat or check into the hotel, Rita wandered into Caritas. She peered around at the decor before taking a seat at the bar and ordering herself a nice glass of firewhiskey.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica walked over to the woman she'd met in the park earlier that day, grateful for the distraction from Bel.

"Hi, Ms. Skeeter. How are you? Welcome to Caritas."

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"I'm just fine...Veronica, right?" Rita guessed. "And this is quite a place. Interesting atmosphere."

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Evening Miss!" Lorne said as he popped out of the back room. "Welcome to Caritas! Where the music is sweet and the booze is always flowing. The name is Krevlornswath of the Deathwok clan, but you can call me Lorne. Can I get you anything this evening?"

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita blinked and held up her glass. "I'm fine, thanks. That boy - Tito? Something like that - served me." She extended a hand over the bar. "Rita Skeeter. Lovely to meet you."

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

The Tick walked into Caritas for a quick drink. He may have seemed concerned about something. He walked up to the bar and asked for his usual, a milk in a tall glass with a bendy straw and a whimsical umbrella.

That's when he noticed the new person at the bar. Sure, danger was afoot, but that wouldn't stop him from being polite. "Hello!" he said to the blond woman.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita glanced over at the large blue man. "Hello," she said politely. Her quill started up.

The azure-hued gentleman greeted her with an uncommon enthusiasm, likely due to her striking good looks...

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[autolycus-kot.livejournal.com]

Refreshed by his yodelling, Autolycus nodded to the clearly fake blonde at the bar.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita smiled. "You've got quite the set of pipes on you, Mr...."

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[autolycus-kot.livejournal.com]

Curious to see what kind of nightlife Fandom had, Autolycus strode up to the bar and ordered himself a whiskey.

Re: The Bar [12/28]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne poured the man a drink. "Greeting sir! The name's Lorne and I'm the head bartender, bottlewasher and balladeer here at Caritas."

The Lounge [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Relax [jump to it]

The Stage [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Sing... sing a song...

Re: The Stage [12/28]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Do I stress you out
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say how appropriate
I don't want to dissect everything today
I don't mean to pick you apart you see
But I can't help it
There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already
If only I could hunt the hunter

And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance
Do I wear you out
You must wonder why I'm so relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
I'm like Estella
I like to reel it in and then spit it out
I'm frustrated by your apathy
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land
If only I could meet the Maker

And I am fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature
What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift
And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred
Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses
Falling all around...all around
Why are you so petrified of silence
Here can you handle this?

Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when you think you're gonna die
Or did you long for the next distraction
And all I need know is intellectual intercourse
A soul to dig the hole much deeper
And I have no concept of time other than it is flying
If only I could kill the killer

All I really want is some peace man
a place to find a common ground
And all I really want is a wavelength
All I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice...

[song here (http://s53.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=05GQWUUM9OTT82YWENBS74UB80)]

Re: The Stage [12/28]

[demonbelthazor]

Bel quite purposely looked over at Veronica as he sang:

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I've got no
Soul to tell
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get
Away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that
It brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my
Everything
Help me tear down my reason, help me it's your sex i
Can smell
Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody
Else
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive

His voice is surprisingly good because Julian McMahon was in a mustical or two, yo.

Re: The Stage [12/28]

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita smiled sweetly and ignored the microphone in favor of tapping her neck and murmuring, "Sonorus." She then began to sing in a clearly-heard, startlingly good, crooning alto.

"I put a spell on you
’cause you’re mine

You better stop the things you do
I ain’t lyin’
No, I ain’t lyin’

You know I can’t stand it
You’re runnin’ around
You know better daddy
I can’t stand it cause you put me down

I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine
You’re mine

I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, anyhow
And I don’t care
If you don’t want me
I’m yours right now

You hear me?
I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine"

Re: The Stage [12/28]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne applauded from the bar and made sure that Rita had a full drink waiting for her when she got back.

Re: The Stage [12/28]

[autolycus-kot.livejournal.com]

High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Layee odl, layee odl, lay-ee-o
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Layee odl layee odloo
Folks in a town that was quite remote heard
Layee odl, layee odl, lay-ee-o
Lusty and clear from the goatherd's throat heard
Layee odl, layee odloo

Oho laydee odl lee-o, oho laydee odl lay
Oho laydee odl lee-o, hodl odl lee-o-ay

A prince on the bridge of the castle moat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, lay-ee-o
Men on a road with a load to tote heard
Layee odl, layee odloo
Men in the midst of a table d'hôte heard
Layee odl, layee odl, lay-ee-o
Men drinkin' beer with the foam afloat heard
Layee odl, layee odloo
Oho laydee...

One little girl in a pale pink coat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, lay-ee-o
She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd
Layee odl, layee odloo
Soon her mama with a gleaming gloat heard
Layee odl, layee odl, lay-ee-o
What a duet for a girl and goatherd
Layee odl, layee odloo
Oho laydee...

Happy are they, laylee o layee leeo
O layle o laylee lay-ee-o
Soon the duet will become a trio
Layee odl, layee odloo
Hodi layee, hodi layee, hodi layee
Ode layee odl lee-e odl lay