Caritas- Saturday

[solo_sword]

Jaina hadn't had any reason to notice anything was different for a while. It wasn't till she went in to work and found the zombie band had ceased to actually play their instruments tonight, unless hitting play on an endless loop of a Kids Bop CD counted. Normally that'd be strange enough, but when she started to ask what was going on, she looked behind the bar and saw... who she was pretty sure was Tino, all of about five years old, sipping on juice. And yes, Jaina swiped the glass from him just long enough to make sure that it was juice. In fact, all the alcohol had turned into kid-friendly drinks.

So, it was going to be one of those weekends, apparently. Jaina was torn between being glad she was herself, being disappointed she wasn't nine (hush, being a kid was fun) and wondering if Fandom wasn't piling on the weird this month just because it knew she was leaving.


[I am home and I wanna play with kiddies!]

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Stage

[solo_sword]

Where Tino might be, telling the zombies that they're playing it wrong.

Yes, they were playing the CD player wrong. Look, he didn't make the rules.

Bar

[solo_sword]

Where Jaina's at least glad she's not going to spend her Monday putting her lightsaber back together, because someone (her) had had a thing for taking things apart as a kid.

Re: Bar

[endsthegame]

"A glass of milk, please?"

Ender had been hiking up the island to get a good feel for it, and the bar happened to be the last place he'd wound up.

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

"Sure," Jaina said, going to get the milk and a glass, and studying him as she poured. "You're Ender, right?"

Re: Bar

[endsthegame]

"That's me," Ender agreed, studying her right on back. He still occasionally mulled what Dink had told him about trusting - or rather, not trusting - the adults a short while ago.

On the other hand, she was Ben's cousin. "But I won't be in your hair for too long."

He might've been seven, but he was still Ender.

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

"You're not in my hair," she assured him, placing the milk in front of him. "You got somewhere else to be?" Besides, you know, bed, but she didn't assume any kid was going to go there voluntarily.

Re: Bar

[endsthegame]

"No curfew here," Ender noted, taking his glass of milk and taking a sip.

(Sadly, he would be doing - and ordering - the same thing in bars well into his forties. Weirdo.)

"But if I want to get in any practice tomorrow, I can't head home too late."

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

Yep, that was definitely Ender. "Oh What are you practicing?"

Re: Bar

[endsthegame]

"Null-g combat," he said, without even really blinking about it.

He sipped his milk again.

Re: Bar

[thegirl-onfire.livejournal.com]

Katniss, with a puffy little owl on her shoulder, wandered in happily covered in mud and with a few sticks in her already-messy braids. She had played outside! All day!

Wesley had mostly slept, but she was okay with that, 'cause she'd gotten to see rabbits and funny-colored deer and if her father had been here he would have shot them and they would have eaten them and it would have been yummy and fun. But since she was here by herself, she was just happy to chase rabbits and squirrels all day.

She clambered up onto a barstool, peering at Jaina. "I'm thirsty. Do you have goat's milk, please?" she asked carefully.

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

Someone had clearly had fun today, and Jaina didn't even try to keep the smile off her face at that. I know we have milk that comes from cows. Is that okay?"

Re: Bar

[thegirl-onfire.livejournal.com]

"That's even better," Katniss said, wide-eyed. "We never get that at home! Yes please!"

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

"Oh, good. So what would you say if I told you we even have chocolate milk?" she asked.

Re: Bar

[thegirl-onfire.livejournal.com]

Katniss nearly fell over with shock and delight. "That's a thing?" she asked, bouncing.

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

"That's a thing," Jaina confirmed, smiling as she went to get the chocolate milk to pour her a glass. As she slid it over, she said, "You can tell me what you think."

Re: Bar

[momslilassassin]

A very tiny redheaded boy walked into the bar and gave Jaina a bright smile and a wave.

He didn't say a word as he tried to climb up onto a stool. Being four was hard work sometimes.

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

Awww, she hadn't seen tiny Ben in years. "Hi, Ben," she told him. "You got that stool, or do you need some help?"

Re: Bar

[momslilassassin]

He frowned. "Help?" he asked finally.

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

Immediately she came around the bar in order to pick him up and set him on the stool. "There you go. You should be able to see up high and everything."

Re: Bar

[momslilassassin]

"Thank you," he murmured, glancing around interestedly. There were so many bottles and things to play with!

Re: Bar

[solo_sword]

"You're welcome," she said, heading back to her side of the bar while asking, "What do you want to drink?"

Lounge

[solo_sword]

Where there are tables. Please don't draw on or stick your gum under them.

Back Room

[solo_sword]

Where there is Disney Channel on the TV.

Re: Back Room

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

There were kids. Everywhere. God help him... K had closed down the post office.

If there was ever a day to avoid kids demanding Rugrats stamps? This was it.

K settled down in the back room and considered changing the channel until that Miley Cyrus kid appeared on the TV.

Amazing how many aliens got jobs in entertainment.

K blamed Speilberg.

OOC

[solo_sword]

I flipped a coin and it made me turn my only character big.