Caritas | Wednesday

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When Alex got into work that day, Tino was quietly cleaning the glasses. He didn't even look at Alex and was even being moderately polite.

"You know, everyone thinks you're a creeper and I wouldn't be surprised if you peep on the zombies when they're naked. You really need to get the Dummy's Guide to Not Being So Creepy. Might help you out."

Tino stood there open mouthed and Alex got to work. Of course, considering Alex would tell Tino this on any ole day, it hadn't dawned on him that this day was weird. Tino deserved it considering Alex was all wound up, tense and still jumpy. There was nothing weird going on here.

Yet.

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The Stage [Caritas 11/10]

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There's a band who are playing soulful songs for you!

The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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Alex is there, full of honesty, and Tino's wondering if he's a creeper!

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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Yeah, there was only so long Effy was going to keep herself to herself, blurting truth out or otherwise. This week was affecting her more and more as the days went on, and there was really only one person she absolutely wanted to see.

So. Here. Sliding up to the bar and looking for one of those honest bartenders.

... And if Tino brought his creeper self anywhere near her he was getting a straight up, "Fuck off," just to make sure she didn't flirt in a way she'd regret.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"Hey," Alex said once he'd noticed his visitor. He warned Tino off with a glare and sidled over. "Come to keep me company? I haven't gotten to the point where Tino looks good but if I got drunk enough..."

Alex...yeah, he didn't know where that had come from.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"Just felt disturbingly drawn to him, and I'm completely sober," she admitted pulling a face. It'd been one of those days.

"Clearly, I need not to be." And now she was in a bar, so that worked out.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"You just felt drawn to Tino?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "Should I be jealous? I mean, he's not the one that typically makes me jealous. That'd be other guys."

Alex frowned again. What the fuck was that?

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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Effy lifted her eyebrows slightly. She'd probably had a little more experience with this honesty crap, but even she only had half an idea what was in the air today.

"Thought you weren't the jealous type." So he said. His actions told a completely different story.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"Well, I am," he said and made a face at that blunt honesty. "You telling me you've never been jealous?"

He doubted that.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Want to be able to tell you that." Unfortunately though, the island had other plans. "But no. When it comes to you-- I'm possessive." So far, this honesty thing wasn't killing her.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"You're possessive?" Alex repeated, amused at that. "You don't sound like that bothers you too much. I thought it would."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"It's just true." Probably wouldn't normally just say it. But it was. "What's so wrong with that?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"You're just not usually so truthful about that," Alex said, smirking. "You're independent and you like it that way and fuck everyone else. You're like me that way."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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George was having a miserable day. Don't ask.

Really, don't ask. She might tell you about it.

"Something strong," she said. "What's strong? Something that could really fuck me up. And keep it coming."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"You look sad, pretty lady," Puck said, wandering over from where he'd been lounging in the lounge.

No, seriously, lounging. He'd basically stretched out on a couch with his phone out to text and a beer in his hand. It was awesome. But he liked George, so he got up. He was a giver.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"I had a bad day," George said. "Messy reap. Now I'm thinking about death a lot and I can't even get drunk. How are you?"

.... oh where the hell had that came from?! Just what she needed. A sudden inability to keep her damn mouth shut.

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"Confused and horny," Puck admitted, then frowned, because he wasn't usually quite that forthcoming. He went with it, though. "What's a reap?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"Me, too," George said. "Confused, horny, homesick, and wishing I was alive again. A reap is when you pull someone's soul out of their body just before they die. Or just after if you fuck it up. Then you take them to see the pretty lights and they get to go on to whatever's next while you're still stuck here."

George looked at him, then looked at her glass. "I haven't even had that much," she said. "Why am I telling you this?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"...reap like the Grim Reaper?" Puck asked, peering at her. "I dunno why you're telling me, but that's fucking awesome. God, and I thought the leg healing crap was sweet."

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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George reached over to smack Puck with the back of her hand. (Luckily, it wasn't a hard enough smack to count as violence, according to the Sanctuary Spell. Not that George knew that.)

"It is not awesome!" she insisted. "I have to take souls and it sucks! She was like twenty-something and wanted to go talk to her boyfriend and now she's just big, smoking chunks on the sidewalk! There is nothing awesome about that!"

And then stupid fucking honesty made her add, "Except that it's kind of bad-ass in a detached way but not if you have to talk to the person afterwards!"

(THIS IS TOTALLY OKAY FOR BROADCAST. It's Honesty Day, might as well go whole-hog! Go nuts, squirrels!)

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"No, that's what I mean!" Puck said, pouting at the smack. "Like, you're all bad-ass, Angel of Death, death-handler. You're like, even tougher than I thought. That's really hot." He frowned, and added, "Sounds sad, though. What happens if you don't get the soul out in time?"

Re: The Bar [Caritas 11/10]

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"I think there's something wrong with you," George said. "Most people are scared by death. Except really morbid goth kids but they're just playacting most of the time."

She shrugged. "If you don't get the soul out before the person dies, you have to do it after. Find a big enough piece. Otherwise they're trapped in the body for all of it. Autopsy, burial ..."

She reached for her glass and emptied it, trying not to think about that particular fuck-up of hers. "And if you fuck over fate and keep the person from dying, fate fucks over other people instead. Fate is a cold fucking bitch, Puck."

The Lounge [Caritas 11/10]

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If you wanna be safe from honest bartenders, flee here!

Re: The Lounge [Caritas 11/10]

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While Puck was looking for a little distraction -- in whichever form, which is what drew him to the bar -- a fight didn't need to be on the agenda today, fun as it'd be. So he headed for the lounge, ordering over two beers.

One was his starter beer, okay.

The Back Room [Caritas 11/10]

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There's more safety from honesty and sex here!

OOC [Caritas 11/10]

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I'm putting this up now so I don't forget. I'll be at work tonight so expect some SP but around as much as I can be!