Caritas | Sunday

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After spending the majority of Saturday staring in a mirror an arguing with her alternate personality, Adora managed to get herself down to Caritas for work on time.

"Don't look at me like that, Tino, we are not an item," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder before turning to show him a wicked smile and the left side of her face. The music went dark as Aurora appeared.

After Aurora finished making out with Tino like the slut that she was, Adora rinsed her mouth with a glass of tonic water and settled in at the lounge to keep the skeeve off of her pretty pink dress.

[Oh yes, mod Tino.]

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Stage | SOW

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Sing.

Bar | SOW

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Drink.

Re: Bar | SOW

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Still hungry, Hannibal sought refuge in a place where he expected many fresh, sweet smelling humans to appear. Taking a spot in the shadows, he watched as people came and went, carefully choosing his targets.

Re: Bar | SOW

[whos-got-spirit.livejournal.com]

Oh, Adrian was definitely back here. He got himself a drink and set himself up to be able to watch the crowd. And possibly stalk/mock those he knew.

Re: Bar | SOW

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"Tonight is boring," Aurora declared to Adrian, hopping onto a stool next to him, suddenly wearing a teeny red dress instead of Adora's boring pink thing. "You'll make it entertaining, won't you?"

Re: Bar | SOW

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This was a truly special weekend where great things happened. Jim took a seat at the bar and let the camera guy go wild filming whatever he wanted.

For the most part that was going to just be Jim watching people, but still.

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"I take it the camera either means you're very normal right now, or very not," Adrian said.

Re: Bar | SOW

[raspberryturk]

If anybody needed Reno? He was going to be riiiiight here. Drinking. And he fully intended to be right here and drinking until everybody stopped acting like they were completely freaking batshit, thank you very much.

Mmmm, Everclear.

Re: Bar | SOW

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Another night, another stool at Caritas. Since the previous evening had gone so well, Dimitri fully expected to land yet another sweet girl with the tale of his dead wife. It really was a sad story. Sad because he'd killed her.

He ordered a vodka rocks and looked around patiently.

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[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Being in a relationship, even ones that she was only in for the money, was hard. If she had known how hard it was to be in one, she wouldn't have bothered putting her twin sister into a coma all those years ago and stealing her identity.

Even though she didn't venture out to the bar as often as she would like, not-Naomi needed alcohol and now was a good as time as any to get a strong drink.

Re: Bar | SOW

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It looked like there were a few people in here who were really themselves, so Adrian didn't see a problem with going up to a pretty girl to talk. "I don't believe I've seen you in here before," he said, walking up to her with his drink.

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[solo_sword]

Jaina had had a horrible day, and now she was going to do something she really shouldn't. She was going to drink away her sorrows. Hopefully she wouldn't develop a tragic drinking problem.

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"You're looking sad," Dimitri said, smiling slightly at Jaina. She wasn't blonde, but... "Anything I can help with?"

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[officetightass]

Angela Martin Bass Kessler Stinson Castle Montague Cabot Adama Doe was back at Caritas again, hoping to see if she could snag husband number eight in wedding number nine. Someone had to need a green card marriage, or try to get away from a cloying babymama, and then she would make them love her!

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"A cosmopolitan, and about three magnums of champagne, if you don't mind," AKA Mountain Dew said as she sat down at the bar. "Charge it to the Stark-Bass family, please." She was way more polite than most Starks, or Basses, but since she was only faking it, that was all right.

Re: Bar | SOW

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Veronica Mars-Casablancas was now a widow. Not that anyone had discovered Dick's body yet. She calculated that would occur on Tuesday based on weather conditions and ocean currents.

And then she would be very, very wealthy.

In the meantime, she was telling everyone that her husband was away on business but she was at the bar tonight looking for husband number two.

Re: Bar | SOW

[nofatjokes.livejournal.com]

Francine sat, still wearing her slinky black dress from the wedding. Where were they, where were the ones she needed revenge on?

For now, she sat sipping a dainty Cosmopolitan, though secretly she longed for a shot of JD and a beer.

Re: Bar | SOW

[absolutesnark]

Ever since Piper had learned of he father's lies and her new siblings, she had wanted to drown her sorrows. This was the perfect place to do that.

Lounge | SOW

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Sit.

Re: Lounge | SOW

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Adora sat primly in the back of the lounge, swirling the ice in her drink with a mini straw while she watched for her special guy to show.

Re: Lounge | SOW

[trigons_child]

Mistress Raven was very disappointed with Merlin for not showing up for his punishment last night. So she decided to go out to Caritas see if she could find out just what was so important that he'd blown her off. Whatever it was, it wasn't going to be important enough.

She relaxed in the lounge, alternately listening to gossip and seeing if she could catch the eye of potential new customers.

Re: Lounge | SOW

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Ex-Sister Maureen wasn't drinking anything but tonic water. Of course! You can't drink when you're 9 months pregnant with twins! Even if you do have a Madonna-esque glow about you, that doesn't detoxify poisons!

Still searching, wandering, seeking, longing for the father of her children-- or any nice man who would take her in despite her fallen state-- Maureen chowed down on the pretzels & peanuts in those little bar bowls.

Re: Lounge | SOW

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GOB took a seat in the lounge. He was dying. DYING! Of several different things Doctor Lily diagnosed.

No. Letting several diseases that he had never even heard of kill him wasn't something George Oscar Bluth the Third let happen to him! If he was going to die, he was going to die on his terms! Of alcohol poisoning! Or STDs from women he picked up while he was really drunk!

And so he started ordering as much booze as he could afford. And he was a billionaire, so he could afford a lot.

Back Room | SOW

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Watch.

OOC | Caritas

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