Devil's Nest, Monday, 3/18

[bitten_notshy]

There was still no rum on the island, which meant Jack had to cross a squirrel picket line to make it into the club today. It also meant the DJ was playing only sad reggae music, and Tiny was paging sorrowfully through a handbook of tropical drinks.

Jack ignored it all and settled in with a pile of paperwork. He didn't even like rum, but he was hoping it would come back soon. Some of the squirrels with signs were starting to look unkempt and feral, and the teal deer who kept peeking in the club windows were creepy.

[OOC: Open club, no OCD.]

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[not_a_whiner]

"I think I'm about done with the deer invasion," Kaidan announced to the bar at large. (Considering that meant like, three people, it was not really dramatic.) "I think a couple tried to eat my pants."

[bitten_notshy]

"As am I. They smell unnatural and Tiny keeps having to scare them away from the door here," Jack said, sounding irked. "Wait, did they get into the house? I could swear I locked up."

[OOC: Sorry. I had that Gmail/LJ spam problem going on.]

[not_a_whiner]

"No, but they were waiting when I got out," Kaidan said, sitting down. He looked a little... perplexed was the right word. "Damn. Talk about pushy."

[[ 's okay! It happens. ]]

[bitten_notshy]

"Sounds like them. I never thought I'd miss the squirrels," Jack said wistfully. "Are they still picketng outside? One threw an acorn at me on the way in."

Which he figured he deserved for having crossed a picket line, anyhow.

[not_a_whiner]

Kaidan held up an arm to show the bruise near his elbow. "Radio really needs to put a stop to this," he said. "It's just getting..."

What was the right word?

"Silly."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack considered that for a moment, then giggled. "Because of course squirrels gathering news for rum, that's completely sane and normal," he said lightly. "The whole thing's silly. Not that radio doesn't have its uses..."

[not_a_whiner]

"I haven't figured those out yet, so if you've got some insight, I'd love to hear it," Kaidan said. Sourly. "Hey, Tiny? Can I get a beer?"

[bitten_notshy]

Jack glanced over to make sure Tiny was filling the order, then leaned forward. "It might not interest you," he said. "The squirrels get details wrong much of the time, but as far as I can tell they're typically right about who's where. You can tell a fair amount just by knowing people's habits."

He was trained as a detective; he'd never give up being a bit of a sneak.

[not_a_whiner]

"You're the expert on that one," Kaidan said. "But I don't know. It seems wrong to have something - anything - spying on us from day to day. I'm used to having my habits kept an eye on, but I signed up for that, you know?"

[bitten_notshy]

"I agree as far as that goes," Jack nodded. "But if we're stuck with them, seems like we should make the best of it, you know?"

[not_a_whiner]

"Or maybe this is a sign radio should just cut their losses and transition to a less invasive business model," Kaidan replied. He got his beer a moment later, took a swig.

[bitten_notshy]

"If you want to be logical about it," Jack offered.