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Devil's Nest - Sunday

Isabela was in a fine mood today. She'd spent most of her day at Fandom's latest destination. There was the scent of sea in the air again and she'd watched the ships pulling in and out of the port. Some of them had been galleys and she couldn't help but ponder what it'd be like to own one. Watching all those fine rowers pull at the oars. Such a fine view. Add the nice amount of gold she'd made leaping over bulls and she could grow to like this Atlantis.

Maybe tomorrow she'd find her entertainment there for the evening. For now, she sad as usual behind the bar. A glass of fine wine beside her as she scribbled away at some crumpled up pages. There was a good chance it was a story of a beautiful pirate queen and her faithful rowers. Ahem.

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Where Isabela is working in between writing and sipping her drink. Yes.

The words dance club were definitely enough to make Charlie wary of a place like this; any music that may or may not be pumping through the walls before he came in was yet another reason why he should keep his distance. Still, curiosity (and pure boredom, really) just got the best of a man sometimes, and a bar was a bar, beer was beer, and, well, drinking in a bar that served minors that he wasn't supposed to give a stink eye toward before turning a blind one was just weird right now. So the proper-drinking-age-and-up-only joint it was tonight.

But at least he'd gotten a Father's Day call from Bella earlier. Even if he knew Renee had probably made her call him.

"Get me a nice, refreshing Coors Lite."

Somewhere, in another section of the multiverse, down another leg of the Trousers of Times, a sergeant previously in Charlie's position let out an annoyed huff and couldn't explain why.

Edited 2011-06-20 01:20 (UTC)

Isabela glanced up from her writing, blinking for a moment at the moustache before she noticed anything else. Well, he looked like he could use a drink, but that horse piss ale wasn't exactly what she'd be grabbing for.

"The new setting not agreeing with you?" she asked casually as she dropped her papers and got up to grab a bottle from the fridge.

Charlie was a pretty simple man with a very shortened view of the world, and so he took the bartender's words into the context of his own personal change of scenery rather than the one outside the island, which he hadn't really taken much notice of.

He did take notice of the woman's clothes, though, or, really, lack thereof. What? Had he inadvertently wandered into a theme night or something?

But this new location was getting him down a bit. "Is it that obvious?" he asked, before giving a sigh and hunching comfortably over the bar in the classic manner of a man who spent a lot of time at a bar. "Guess it's just not that easy of a change."

Isabela would like to think she was a theme night every night. She made a pretty damn interesting theme all the day after all.

"Well, you could have put a sign spelling DOOM and then it'd be a bit more clearer," she offered cheerfully as she put down the bottle.

Maybe she hadn't gotten the hang of the whole being sympathetic thing.

Charlie gave a gruff snort at that, pulling the beer in close to take a good swig of it. "That bad, huh? It's even worse than I thought. I'll probably be needing another one of these in a few minutes, then."

"Well, you look like someone just told you your ship sank or something," Isabela agreed as she plopped back in her seat. That at least was something she could relate to. "So yeah, that bad."

Where some guy is playing the harp. Isabela had no clue how he got in.

Where Tiny was doing an Eric imitation. Okay, probably not but I ran out of things to type.

Where I cry that my weekend is almost over. I blame Armor games. It ate my weekend. ATE IT!

Also, I will kill things if they let Côte d'Or move production of their Bouchées, Mignonnette en Chokotoffs to Eastern Europe. Seriously, wtf. How is that belgian chocolate then? Must you ruin everything? So much rage. Keep your paws off our chocolate!

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