Caritas, Saturday Evening

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

Ellen was wondering if she could keep a shotgun under the bar here, anti-violence spell be damned. It just made her feel more secure. Really.

Caritas is Open

[OOC: Mod Tino if you want quick service, as I'm a wee bit distracted.]

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The Stage

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

The zombies seem to be playing a set of classic rock - just instrumental, thankfully.

The Bar

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

Ellen's cleaning glasses and gauging the space for hiding things beneath the bar.

Re: The Bar

[sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com]

Ares wandered up to the bar. "Evening."

Re: The Bar

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

"Evening," Ellen greeted, then did a slight double take and smiled appreciatively. "What can I get for you, hon?"

Re: The Bar

[needsaparrot]

Whoa, hi. Arms.

Xander's vague hope that the guy at the bar wasn't telepathic was really sort of wasted considering you could read that much by the way he was staring.

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Lucifer smirked when he saw Ares before turning back to his drink.

Such a troublesome pantheon.

Re: The Bar

[scrabblecyborg.livejournal.com]

This would be Hannelore, staring.

Re: The Bar

[needsaparrot]

Xander, after deciding that sitting round his apartment alone worrying about people wasn't especially helpful, decided to come to Caritas to sit around worrying about people. With booze and zombies so he wasn't technically doing it alone.

He waved to Ellen as he took a seat at the bar.

Re: The Bar

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

Ellen nodded to Xander as she neared his seat at the bar, smiling. "Hey there," she said cheerfully. "What can I get you tonight?"

Re: The Bar

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

Dr. Venture eyed the guy with the eyepatch.

"You didn't get that plucked out by an angry half-swede, did you?"

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[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot glanced over at Xander. "You're the new apartment manager guy, aren't you?" she said. "I'm Elliot, in number seven."

Re: The Bar

[scrabblecyborg.livejournal.com]

After spending all of last night and today getting settled into her new apartment, Hannelore had decided to go out and scope out the night spots.

She didn't think about the cleanliness of the bar - particularly the band.

"Hi," she said, sitting on a barstool. "Smoking okay?"

Re: The Bar

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

"As far as I know," Ellen said, smiling. "Can I get you a drink to go with it?"

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[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot noticed the other blonde girl and gave a half-wave. "It's nice to not be the only girl alone in here," she said. "Hi."

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[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

Lucifer wasn't in the mood to be at the Nest tonight. Not after the horror of the Batusi.

He took a seat at the bar and smiled nicely at Ellen.

Re: The Bar

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

"Lucifer," she said in friendly greeting. "Dirty martini again?"

Re: The Bar

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot roamed into the bar. "Could I have a glass of red wine?" she asked.

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[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

"You could," Ellen said, then produced one before she could be accused of teasing. "Here you go, hon."

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[http://users.livejournal.com/weissguy_/]

Weiss walked in with JD. "Okay, dude. Parker's outta town. Male tradition: guy's night out. We're going to get you drunk the right way."

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[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

"Right. Totally manly."

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[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn was bored and she didn't want to sit in the dorms anymore, so she'd gone for a walk, and ended up at Caritas.

"Hi. May I please have a Cherry Coke?"

She twisted around on her stool a few times and grinned when she spotted other people having a night out. Maybe she'd bug them later.

Re: The Bar

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing, sweetie," Ellen said. She brought a tall cold glass by after a moment, smiling. "You here alone?"

Re: The Bar

[girlsnamehere.livejournal.com]

JD, sitting across the way over with Weiss, was obviously staring at her. Any subtlety he might have had was negated by his slack-jawed expression.

The Lounge

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Hide out here, if you so choose.

OOC

[roadhousequeen.livejournal.com]

It'd help if I remembered my OCD, wouldn't it?