The Devil’s Nest, Saturday 7/30

[nookiepowered]

It was Take Your Marsupial’d Friend To Work Day! Or as Kenzi also admitted, try-to-scam-more-drinks-out-of-that-Eric-guy day.

To which Bo’s admittedly smaller-than-usual-brained opinion was Good luck with that, kiddo, because she was completely aware of that plan without ever having to hear it voiced. She was also completely scampering up and down the bar-top at the moment, checking that Kenzi wasn’t stealing anybody’s whiskey or wallet, as you do.

So far, she was confining herself to the bar peanuts. But hey look! That guy must not love his wallet very much, if he was keeping it right where anyone could reach for it! “So I’m thinking of getting you a habitat, or getting a geek to build you one, so you can keep in shape. ‘Cause you don’t want to lose muscle tone while you’re a sorta-mouse.”

“SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAKITY-SQUEAK!”

“You do want to lose muscle tone?” Kenzi gave Bo a cockeyed look. Then held up the wallet. “What, this?”

“SQUEAK SQUEAKER SQUEAK,” which was still-unidentified marsupial for “Yes, that, and you are NOT building me a --”

Except that “HAMSTER WHEEL!” came out in English. Very loud English. From a very naked human...oid. On a very cold bar.

Kenzi’s first reaction: “Yay, you’re human again! Ish.” Kenzi’s second reaction: “Dude, that looks chilly.” Followed by a hand over her mouth and a stream of snickers.

“I’m...” Bo would be doing a little dance? Except COLD, and BAR, and -- “CLOTHES!” And trying not to look out at the dancefloor and guess how many people might have noticed, because she was busy rolling off the bar to crouch behind it.

“I had some ready! Um. Back in my room?” She really should’ve brought those along, shouldn’t she? “Ooooops.” Kenzi peered around, then took off her knitted tam. With the little pom-pom. “You can have my hat?”

Bo stared at her for a full ten seconds before “TINY!” came out fully as loud as any earlier comments about habitrail parts.

Speaking of staring...

“TINY! FOCUS!” Except focusing wasn’t really his problem, was it. The issue was where. “Oh, for God’s sake. Give me your shirt.”

It was going to be a long night.

One that would still involve doing a little dance, once he handed over that shirt.

[OOC: Preplayed with the lovely regretiz4suckas, OCD up and open!]

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The Bar [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

Where your bartender was clad in a highly-fashionable man's t-shirt that hung just below her knees.

So, you know, showing less skin than usual, but no bra? You win some, you lose some.

[Because I'm cruel, anyone who wants their character to have been present for the transformation is welcome to. Or not!]

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"So, Tiny," Kenzi said, still snickering. "You can get me a rum and Coke now, right?"

Look, the dude's brain was only firing on two brain cells, watch-Bo and stay-vertical. This was her best chance ever.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

"No, he can't." Bo's brain, on the other hand, had more cells now than it did five minutes ago. Even enough extra ones to manage rolling her eyes. "What he can do is go home and get himself another shirt. Among other people who could be going somewhere to get somebody some clothes right now..."

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi grinned again, and considered. "Your place is closer than the dorm. Any requests?" She slid off the bar stool, and pointed out, "I took care of you for a week, you know." And therefore, she'd be eating the rest of Bo's ice cream. By implication.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

"You made me wear a pink hat." Just in case Kenzi thought she might have not-a-mouse amnesia.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"You looked adorable," Kenzi countered, grinning. "All the fans of iCarly said so!"

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[exboywonder.livejournal.com]

Dick had come in for a beer tonight. Turns out, he also got a show.

"That's one of the more creative ways to get tips, I'll give you that," he noted once Bo at least had the shirt on.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

Bo generally had very few issues with nudity, but there was still enough residual farmgirl sakjahslkdjh to unexpected nudity that she could almost blush.

"Tips like don't randomly turn into a mouse ?" she suggested a little weakly.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[exboywonder.livejournal.com]

"Maybe 'always keep spare clothes at the bar,'" Dick offered.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

"Not a bad idea," Bo acknowledged. "Though that wouldn't be any help if I'd changed back in the street. What can I get you besides a memory-wipe?"

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[exboywonder.livejournal.com]

"I'll have a Guiness," Dick said. "But don't worry about the mind wipe. I promise not to tell anyone what I saw."

He wouldn't need to, of course, since there was radio and squirrels.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

After a week of doing nothing for some bizarre reason that couldn't be explained beyond Russia being made of fail...

Guy was at the bar.

The bar where people apparently worked while only wearing a t-shirt. "...no dress code, huh?"

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

"I was a mouse."

Bo figured if she was going to try that one on for size as a catch-all explanation, she might as well start with somebody who'd been around the island for a while.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Guy gave that a moment's thought.

"Can't picture you as a mouse," he finally said after that.

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

"Well, I'm not going to change back into one just so you can," Bo said with a grin that was half grimace. A grim? "But somebody took a hell of a lot of pictures. And took me on an internet show. Lucky me!"

Re: The Bar [7/30]

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"I'd say it could be worse, but you got me there." Guy, don't laugh. It wasn't nice.

The Dancefloor [7/30]

[nookiepowered]

The medley of poledancing hits was not appreciated, soon-to-be-former DJ.

Except for Black Velvet. It was hard not to like that one even when you were being mocked with it.

The VIP Area

[nookiepowered]

Where if there wasn't a vampire with a simultaneously sardonic and shit-eating grin on his face, Bo was the luckiest girl in the world.

Re: The VIP Area

[texted3times]

A smile like this one, maybe?

Guess you're out of luck, Bo.

Re: The VIP Area

[nookiepowered]

Yes, a smile like that one.

"You...shut up."

He didn't say anything, Bo.

Out loud.

Re: The VIP Area

[texted3times]

"I didn't say anything," Eric replied, arching up his eyebrows. "I think my shirt would look better, anyway."

Re: The VIP Area

[nookiepowered]

"Probably," Bo admitted. "But it would cover less."

Which was possibly what he meant.

Re: The VIP Area

[texted3times]

He smirked at her.

That was a "Yeah, I know."

OOC

[nookiepowered]

Where I am no longer not a mouse, yay!

Re: OOC

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Yaaaaay! *high five*

... Kenzi would share her clothes, but. You know. She's cold!