Caritas [Sunday Evening]

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg opened up Caritas, mulling over the conversation from earlier in the day with his school-appointed and very grumpy little brother.

He whistled as he started to reassemble the band, and then took his place behind the bar and waving cheerfully to Jarod on the other side of the bar.

[Wait for OCD threads! Threads are up and Caritas is open.]

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Re: The Bar [08/27]

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Hmm, she thought she'd given this information to a bartender here before. Musta been the other guy. She took the offered napkin and used it well for her next drink, which resulted in a little swaying. She miiiight want to ease up. Maybe juuuust a little.

"Yup. First class Magdeline Militia, I am!" Thankfully, her guns were with Chrono, so she merely pulled out her hands as though pulling them from a holster, folded together to shape a gun. "Pow, pow, pow! Demons dead, lickity-split."

She blew at the tips of her fingers with her whiskey breath.

Re: The Bar [08/27]

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod blinked. "Congratulations?"

Re: The Bar [08/27]

[nun-better.livejournal.com]

Rosette nodded firmly, and gave Jarod a salute. "Why, thank you! But, believe you me, I earned it!"

Re: The Bar [08/27]

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"You're very welcome, then."