The Devil's Nest, Saturday, September 7th

[nookiepowered]

"We are not leaving that sign up." Or rather, since Bo had already ripped it down and was using the rolled-up paper to gesticulate, it might be more accurate to say they weren't putting it back up. "I'm down with No Ukeleles, but No Gnomes? What the hell, Tiny? Since when did you turn racist? Okay, speciesist, whatever. Not cool."

A long explanation and a lot of eyerolling later, Bo reluctantly taped the sign back up. It now read:

NO creepy non-sentient, cursed, possessed and/or evil plastic GNOMES ALLOWED.

Non-creepy non-plastic non-evil gnomes are welcome unless you have a ukelele.

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The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

Where your bartender was now surfing Evil Gnome Conspiracy websites on her phone. Thanks, Tiny.

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin would be lying if she said she didn't know exactly what and who's shift she was walking into, but-- no, okay, that was it. She would be. She swaggered into the bar, taking her time to look around.

"So," she said, gesturing idly towards the sign, "Is he still upset about that? Because he's really unattractive when he cries." Sad face. The honesty was just pouring off of that one.

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

"Tell me about it; you should've seen him when they announced that the current Mister What was leaving."

And then she looked up. Because she was Bo and not blind, the reaction order went Heeeeey, pretty, and then wait, don't I know you?

"Dinah?" She'd only met the girl once, in the dungeons, but it had been a pretty memorable experience.

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[fjordicswagger]

"What?"

From faux-sadness to pure what. face in under five seconds!

"No, I'm Tamsin. And you are a bartender. Right? Tend my bar."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

Oh-kay then. "Technically it's Eric's bar. Viking guy, hangs out behind the velvet rope, looks like he could be your brother?" Bo shrugged. "But I'm good with selling you some of the liquid bits of it."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Roommates drink free!" Kenzi. Seriously. "Are we torturing Tiny, or is there a reason for that poster?"

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

"Roommates who are still eighteen can use my employee discount on Pepsi," Bo answered, not even bothering with an eyeroll. "Tiny apparently has gnomophobia this week."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi cackled, then tried to pretend she hadn't when Tiny gave her a paranoid look.

"I am getting way used to this grown-up thing," she claimed. "No classes. No clubs I have to sign up for."

...okay, she was a little bored. And considering mischief. "Do any of the new teachers teach theft?"

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

"Of c--" Wait. "Actually believe it or not, yeah. Sort of. There's a How To Steal A Princess class. Not quite sure that would benefit you, though."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[psychoticbiotic.livejournal.com]

"So what's with the sign about gnomes?" the tattooed brunette asked curiously as she hopped onto a stool. The sign hadn't been there during Derek's shift, which was her only other experience of the bar. "Hey. Give me a double whiskey with a beer chaser."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

"Our bouncer has lawn sculpture fear, apparently," Bo answered with a shrug and a grin. "I'm not sure what he thinks they could do to him considering he could crush the things with his pinky toe."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[psychoticbiotic.livejournal.com]

"You never know," Jack answered. "Maybe he knows something about them that we don't. Or maybe he's trying to psych you out."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

"Nope," said Bo, passing both drinks over. "Not the last one, anyway; he actually reported his trespassing gnomes to the cops."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[jaegerbombdad]

Herc had held it together all week. The general madness of this place didn't give one a lot of time to dwell on things, which was a mercy, and exactly what he'd been hoping for, but, well. Tonight he just wanted a drink. Possibly several drinks. And then to cry all over his dog.

"Whiskey on the rocks?" he requested of the bartender. "And what's up with the sign?"

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

"Whiskey, rocks, check." Bo nodded, pulling out a tumbler. "And I guess there's a lawn gnome conspiracy? Tiny says they keep turning up in his yard and staring at him."

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[jaegerbombdad]

"What, the plastic ones?" Herc asked. "Can they do anything but stare?"

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"He's still going on about the damn gnomes?" Allie asked as she took a seat at the bar.

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

"I had to talk him out of refusing access to anybody under three feet tall," Bo answered, rolling her eyes. "What can I get you?"

Re: The Bar [9/7]

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

Allie wasn't necessarily hungry, at least no more then she usually was, but having a drink would actually give her a reason to sit at the bar besides taking up space. "A bottle of True Blood please."

The Dance Floor [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

Where there was no sign of a DJ, but the soundtrack from Friday Evening Flush was blasting away and the floor was doing that light-up thing and the disco ball was spinning and Bo was... just going to stay over by the bar. Yeah.

The VIP Area [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

Where if there were any creepy critters of vague Scandinavian origin around, they were hopefully the tall, pale, attractive kind.

The OOC [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

Candy-corn M&Ms are disappointing.

Re: The OOC [9/7]

[robinonadderall]

Candy corn everything is disappointing.

Re: The OOC [9/7]

[nookiepowered]

CANDY CORN CANDY CORN IS MADE OF YUM. And sugar overdose that I probably wouldn't enjoy so I don't actually eat it now but still.

Re: The OOC [9/7]

[notajaegerbomb.livejournal.com]

...why do these things exist?