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Caritas, Saturday evening
D'Argo was so far oblivious to any weirdness that was overtaking the town this weekend, and happily so. He was just going to set up the bar, and considering what he went through last week at this time, make Tino do the work. He felt a little owed for having to work through that, see.
[Yeah so I think tonight's gonna be a mod Tino night as the AU'ed characters are totally getting the attention omg.]
[Yeah so I think tonight's gonna be a mod Tino night as the AU'ed characters are totally getting the attention omg.]

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Did they have a performance tonight? Maybe she'd forgotten, but if they did, then Aly would definitely be there. She just hoped that, ew, the weird theme band playing right now would be done and clear out well before they were on.
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Doom ordered a drink. In a goblet. Doom required something better than mere glasses.
Doom was not another version of Doom, or someone else named Doom, or anything like that. He simply was, as always, Doom.
And Doom was having a night on the town.
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While he waited he looked around blanched at all the girls. He drummed his fingers impatiently and stared down at his hands.
When his shots arrived, John drank them one after another, stood, and fled the scene.
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He zipped into the bar in a blur of red and gold and took a seat on a barstool.
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She was happy to have a fake ID with her, and even happier that she didn't need to use it.
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Confessional-Cam
The ones onstage, though? Did not fit that category. "Oh honeys, no," he said, making a face as he ordered a drink. "There's this little thing we like to call--" Airquotes. "--moisturizing.""Okay, so they probably didn't serve food, but I figured the chance of boosting my self-esteem by picking up a hot guy or three might be an acceptable substitute, y'know?
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He needed a drink. "Ale, please, sir."
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Yes, he thought he was quite adorable.
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And it's your fault for giving me the damn mp3!
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