Caritas, Monday Evening

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

After his confrontation with Sam earlier, Jarod found himself bracing every time the door to Caritas opened, unsure what, or who, to expect. The zombies, at least, were happy to see him, and regaled him with stories of how horrible Sam was at first aid.

It was petty, but it made him feel a bit better.

He was now engaged in studying the little bottles of alcohol, unsure of exactly what to do with them.


[ooc: This is the official Caritas post. *stamps with seal*]

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The Band

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Ask them to play Zombie Jamboree. It'll be entertaining.

The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod's back, but Tino's here as well and completely moddable.

Re: The Bar

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Looking for Sam, Jack wandered into Caritas, whistling jauntily.

It died away when he saw who was there instead and, expression absolutely neutral, he slowly walked over to lean on the bar.

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod's expression was equally neutral as he cleaned some already clean glasses. "Jack."

Re: The Bar

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Jarod." Jack didn't bother commenting on the fact that he was back. "Where's Sam? And you could give me a beer, seeing as you seem to have taken her job."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"I don't know where she went. I'm not her keeper." Jarod poured the beer and passed it to Jack. "And she's the one who took my job."

Re: The Bar

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack dug a bill out and tossed it on the counter, smirking. "No. You're not. Sam doesn't need a keeper. She can more than take care of herself." As he reached for the beer, he added, "Last time I checekd you can't 'take' something that's been abandoned."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Nothing in this town was abandoned when I left."

Re: The Bar

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh." Jack looked at him dubiously. "You might find others don't feel the same way. You might find," he took a long drink of his beer, then set the bottle back on the bar, rolling it between his hands, before staring challengingly at Jarod, "all sorts of things you left behind have been taken."

Re: The Bar

[fates_jaye]

It's probably a bad thing that Jaye gravitates to the bar when bored, even when she's not really about the drinking right now. "You look familiar," she says. "Didn't we meet at a party a while back...?"

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

He grinned. "I believe we may have...wait...the Riviera, maybe?"

Re: The Bar

[fates_jaye]

"Hm, not sure I've been there... Or maybe I have and just don't remember it," she says, and smiles. "Hi."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Hi." He smiled back. "I can see how it wouldn't be that memorable. Can I get you something?"

Re: The Bar

[fates_jaye]

"Coke?" she says, and winces. "Someday I won't feel pathetic saying that. So how's it going?"

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

He raised an eyebrow, but poured the Coke, adding two umbrellas to make it extra festive. "It's not pathetic, Jaye. It's an easy way to mainline sugar. And it's...going."

Re: The Bar

[fates_jaye]

"You get bonus points for the umbrellas, though," she says. "That's gotta count for something?"

Re: The Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty slips into the bar and quietly orders a drink from Tino.

Re: The Bar

[fates_jaye]

"Hey," she says, looking over at him. She pulls an umbrella from her Coke and says, "Umbrella?"

Re: The Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiled slightly and took it in his hands and twirled it slowly. "It's so wee and tiny. How can it ever protect our beautiful hair from the elements?"

Re: The Bar

[fates_jaye]

"Well, you might want to also wear a hood. Just in case," she says with a shrug. "But still, it's pretty."

Re: The Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Marty said placing it in his own drink. "So what have you been up to lately, Tyler?"

Re: The Bar

[fates_jaye]

She gives almost the same answer she gave Jarod, though not exactly because she can't remember it all. "Got dumped, hid out in a basement, got discovered anyway by the brother, Halloween sucks and yay no classes. You?"

Re: The Bar

[ranma-sao.livejournal.com]

Ranma, still a girl, walks up to the bar and asks for a beer. There was nooo way he could do this Chad-talk sober.. He'd have ordered something different but he can't remember the names. And he can hardly drink any of them anway..

The Lounge

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

The couches aren't as dusty as they look, really.

OOC

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