Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

Marshall had one question on his mind during his shift this evening.

"What's with all the REO Speedwagon?"

Tino shrugged. Marshall shrugged back.

Comments

Band

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

You take it on the run baaaaaaaaaaaaby! If that's the way you want it baaaaaaaaaaby!

Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

Then I don't want you arooooooooooooooooound!

Re: Bar

[berserkerminsc.livejournal.com]

It was Tuesday, which was quickly becoming one of Minsc's more definite tavern nights, but he came with a bit more of a crowd than usual tonight.

"Get me a mug of moderately strong ale!" he declared, as always. "And some water for my hamster! And..."

He looked to the addition to the usual pairing, carefully considering the little red panda climbing up on one of those stools. He realized, which he thought to be a great travesty, that he did not know what it was that Rosie liked to drink.

"Uhh..."

"One of those really fruity girly drinks for the little red miss, please!"

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"Hey Minsc, coming up," Marshall said, getting Boo's water first since it'd be the easiest. "What's with the...red miss?"

Re: Bar

[berserkerminsc.livejournal.com]

"That would be Rosie," Minsc informed Sir Marshall. "She's not quite feeling herself lately."

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"Is she normally a human?" Marshall asked.

Re: Bar

[berserkerminsc.livejournal.com]

"A very nice one at that!" Minsc said with a nod. "She's the owner of that nice horse place with the forge."

Because he was so sure Sir Marshall would know what he was talking about. Who didn't know the location of a forge when there was one? It was so important of a commodity!

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"A forge. Riiiiiiiiight," Marshall said, trying to look like he knew what Minsc was talking about and failing horribly. He sat down the beer and girly drink (his favorite kind of girly drink) on the bar.

Re: Bar

[berserkerminsc.livejournal.com]

"I even got to work it a bit this last Saturday!" Minsc informed him proudly and then sat back slightly, opening his arms to display his chest better. "Have you not noticed my armour is looking slightly less dented today?"

Slightly was a very good word for it, as the attempts to beat them out caused just as many dents as it was fixing.

Re: Bar

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool sat down at the bar, looking around and wondering why the hell he couldn't seem to fight this feeling any longer. And yet he was still afraid to let it flow. Because what started out as friendship had grown stronger...

"MAKE IT STOP!" He tried hitting his head on the bar a lot. And blamed fangirls.

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"I can't, I'm sorry!" Marshall said, flailing a little. "I've been drinking all night to try to block it out!"

Re: Bar

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Do you have no soul?!"

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"Hey, hey, buddy, I'm full of soul," Marshall said, pointing to his chest. "I'm the most soulful guy ever."

Re: Bar

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Are you?" Deadpool question, pointing at the same place. Because it seemed like the thing to do. "Are you really? Are you a soul man?"

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"I am," Marshall confirmed with a nod. "Are you?"

Re: Bar

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well, I don't have sunglasses and a black suit at home for nothing," Deadpool replied.

Re: Bar

[allyofthevarden.livejournal.com]

Arya had decided to trek down to Caritas again. She enjoyed spending time there. Shh, don't tell anyone that.

"Evening Marshall," Arya offered him a small smile as she took a seat at the bar. She was good at remembering names and faces. It became easier as she got older.

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Arya," Marshall said, giving her a friendly smile. "How's it going?"

Re: Bar

[allyofthevarden.livejournal.com]

"I realize that I need to find a source of income," she admitted, with a small smile. "There seems to be a few places hiring." Arya had seen the signs.

Re: Bar

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

"Oh, it's real easy to get a job here. Most people will hire you even if you don't have any experience," Marshall said. "I never tended bar before I came here. Never taught any students before either. I don't even have a teaching degree."

Re: Bar

[allyofthevarden.livejournal.com]

"Is that so?" Arya found herself liking Fandom better with each passing moment. "That is quite surprising," she admitted. Not in a bad way, mind you. "I suppose all I have to do now, is decide where I want to work."

Decisions, decisions. "How did you decide to bartend, Marshall?" Yes, she was curious.

Lounge

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

I don't believe it! Not for a minute!

OOC

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

You're under the gun so you take it on the runnnnnnnnnnnn!

I love REO Speedwagon and I refuse to be ashamed.

Re: OOC

[berserkerminsc.livejournal.com]

I would be ashamed if you didn't. *nods*

Re: OOC

[laidanegg.livejournal.com]

If I have any REO Speedwagon in my head when I go to sleep tonight, I'm blaming you. And you will pay for it. *WARNS!*