The Devil's Nest, Saturday, September 22

[nookiepowered]

"No booze."

"But you're a horse. I woke up next to a horse, and don't you dare, Tiny. Not. One. Word."

"Oh, please. First of all, it was only my head; like I could even fit in your bed. Second of all, I woke up next to a Succubus, and you don't see me getting soused about it. Third of all, no booze. You know how you get."

"Look, Horse..."

"Bayanai."

"Whatever. Yes, I know how I get. It's the part where you know how I get that makes me want to drink."

"Of course I know how you get. I'm part of you."

Which was way too close to certain trains of thought that Bo had already bought tickets for a while ago. "I knew I was part Phouka."

"Hneeeeeehesnorfhneeeee......"

Your bartender would be as far down the bar from the laughing brown stallion as she could get, and nursing an oversized whiskey sour, because horses were not the boss of her.

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The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

Where your bartender is trying to reach and then maintain that delicate balance between 'Drunk enough to deal with the fact that apparently my soul is hung like a horse' and 'so drunk I forget who is and is not safe to roll in the meadow with.'

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

Tyrion had spent his day trying to negotiate territory in a not-especially large apartment between two Lannisters and two literal lionesses.

He counted it a victory that he made it to the bar without being mauled.

He pulled himself up at a stool, Daella (http://secretdiaryofalioness.blog.com/files/2011/05/Lioness_Olomouc1.jpg) curled at his feet. "Try not to get too drunk this time," she advised.

"Oh, hush, you," he said, and looked at Bo. "There are talking lionesses. I need to get very drunk. Wine, please."

This was also, it should be noted, his response to days ending in y.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

"Whiskey's faster." Bo was 3/4 of the way through her second. More than loosened up enough to be all helpful like that. "You have a kitty."

Her second large whiskey.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"I have a lioness," Tyrion said, as Daella raised her head to get a better look behind the bar. "And you have a horse."

Who danced. Tyrion considered these facts, then: "... whiskey sounds marvelous."

Daella made a slight grumbling sound, but did not intercede.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

"Doesn't it?" Bo nodded, then blinked. "Doesn't make the horse go away, but it makes your head go whoosh."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[halfman-lion.livejournal.com]

"I could use something that would make my brain shut up," Tyrion decided. "Who knows, if it whooshes enough I might end up dancing with your" -- he waved a hand at the dance floor -- "well, at least he's a handsome sort of stallion."

He reached a hand down to rest on Daella's head. "Do you have any idea where they came from?"

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[throughaphase]

A Kitty and a horse walked into a bar.

That wasn't actually a joke. That was totally what happened.

"Aww, I thought I was the only one," she frowned.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

"Okay, that's just wrong," Bo decided. "Why isn't yours a cat?" Because come on."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[throughaphase]

"Yeah, because turning into a cat isn't on the nose enough," she said, taking a seat and trying to give Kadin enough room to get in there, because excluding him was just rude. "If he'd been a cat I might have cried. No offense."

"None taken," Kadin said.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

Bayanai trotted over and whuffed at the other horse. "There's an inappropriate joke to be made there," he added, tossing his head toward Kitty. "Buy Bo a couple of drinks and she might even make it."

Bo threw a bar towel at him. "I will not, and you're clearly part of Kenzi's soul, not mine."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[throughaphase]

"Plus there's the part where I'm supposed to be buying drinks for me," Kitty pointed out. "Plus I'm not sure I want to know it."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

That would be a Kenzi, and a meerkat even cuter than the one from that Elton John Nature movie about the animated Circle of Goddamn Life.

"Booze! We require refreshment! Pleeeeease!" Kenzi was looking around -- like a meerkat. "Where's your new fuzzy companion? Don't tell me you didn't get one?"

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

"What do I look like, a decorative fern?" asked the horse at the end of the bar.

"No, you look like a horse with his head in an ice bucket full of Cheerios and vodka," Bo said helpfully.

Because it had come to that. Her logic had degraded so far (or gotten so brilliant) that she was getting the horse drunk, so he'd stop nagging -- ahahahaahaha - her about her own level of sobriety.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi boggled. Kiril stared.

"Your companion is a... stallion?" They traded looks. Then giggled and spluttered, the words "too many jokes!" and "so eeeeeeasy" being exchanged between hiccups.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

"I still maintain that he's yours. Come on, fess up; you snucked him into my apartment while I was asleep."

Tonight might be one of Kenzi's successfuller nights of trying to pry an adult-type drink out of Bo. Just saying.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Toby wasn't a big drinker, but... well. Kenzi had texted him. So here he was.

Carrying a rabbit tucked under one arm. As you do.

"Well," he said, after blinking for a few moments. "That is impressive. Well done?"

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

"I didn't make him," Bo protested, as a snickering whinny sounded over her shoulder. "He just showed up. My powers are weird enough without adding in spontaneous horse generation."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"Spontaneous Horse Generation is totally my future band name," Toby snickered.

"Does he have a name? This is Solada," he said, with a nod at the rabbit. "Or so she says."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

"I want a cut of the royalties, then," Bo said. "But none for him. Horses don't need money." Though maybe she should set up a trust fund to keep him supplied with Cheerios, if this didn't wear off after the weekend like so many Fandom things. "His name's Bayanai, which is soul-horse for Party Pooper."

"Actually, it's soul-horse for Brain Filter. Which is why you drinking tonight is extra stupid, by the way." Said the horse with the mouthful of vodka-soaked Cheerios, who didn't sound remotely intoxicated himself. Dammit.

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi cackled, then leaned forward. "Awwwwwww! Who haz a fluffy bunny?!"

Kiril elbowed her, then smirked and crouched over his drink. "Hey, cuties."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

"Today? Me, apparently. I see you've made a new friend too."

Re: The Bar [9/22]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi kissed him hello, and pointed to the meerkat. "Kiril, do you already know Toby? Like you claim to know everybody we've run into so far?"

"Of course."

The Dance Floor [9/22]

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Where there's a dancing stallion getting down to The Bad Touch. Because of course he dances. Sigh.

The VIP Area [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

Where there might be a vampire. Whose daemon was probably not a Swedish fish no matter how much the idea made Bo giggle.

OOC [9/22]

[nookiepowered]

Anna Silk, Y U No pose with puppies and horsies? All my other damn PBs let animals crawl all over them...