Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

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GOB needed simplicity today. That's why he had the zombies trade in their regular instruments for a piano. Just a simple, soothing piano. With grunts as the zombies fought over who got to play it. GOB felt this was probably a good idea, making sure the zombies viewed each others as rivals so they would have more issues with each other than they had with him.

It was a smart move, until you considered that some day they might have a competition to see who could eat more of GOB. GOB never considered this possibility.

[OOC: Open, yay.]

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The Stage [10/8]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Where you sing.

The Bar [10/8]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Where you drink.

Re: The Bar [10/8]

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy came into the place, relaxing a bit when he did so. He sat down at the bar.

Re: The Bar [10/8]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Welcome to Caritas," GOB said, finally looking away from the scuffle during "Rhapsody in Blue." "What can I get you?"

Re: The Bar [10/8]

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Billy said. "I'd like some Iced Tea please."

Re: The Bar [10/8]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Tino!" GOB called out. "Iced tea for the kid here."

When Tino brought it over, GOB said, "There you go."

Re: The Bar [10/8]

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Thanks."

Re: The Bar [10/8]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome," GOB said. "So, what brings you in here tonight?"

Re: The Bar [10/8]

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy shrugged. "Didn't feel like being in the dorms."

The Lounge [10/8]

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Where you sit at a table.

OOC [10/8]

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Where you are no longer in character.