Caritas- Sunday

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You know how there were gremlins wandering around and biting people into thinking they were zombies? You know what you didn't want getting bitten. Actual damn zombies. Kitty, Tino and the flamingo (don't ask) had managed to get the zombies offstage and safely locked up for the day, so at least anyone coming in didn't have to worry about getting bitten by more than gremlins.

And anyone who'd been bitten by gremlins and now thought they were a zombie. Look, Kitty couldn't protect you from everything, though at least there was a sanctuary spell here.

YOU SPENT A GOOD PART OF YOUR YOUTH HERE!
COME DRINK AGAIN!

[Come get drunk! Catch up! Make bad choices! Get into fights and end up in the pond!]

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Stage

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Get thee to karaoke!

Because there's no band.

Re: Stage

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan was maaaaybe a little unsteady on his feet as he got up to the stage. "So this is an old favorite," he said, grabbing on to the microphone. "And it goes a little like this.

"In a neat little town they call Dublin..."

[OOC: okay so it's Belfast, but Ronan would totally not sing it that way, so Dublin it is!]

Re: Stage

[raspberryturk]

Only for you, Ronan, would Reno get up and start singing songs he didn't know.

Okay, that was a damn dirty lie. Give him enough booze and he'd get up and sing with anybody.

"Apprentice to trade I was bound..."

Reno had no idea where Dublin or Belfast were, for the record. But sure, bring it.

Re: Stage

[not_in_the_book]

Enough booze or a single glass of Everclear, apparently?

After the song ended, Ronan queued up his next choice. Or what he thought was his next choice.

Instead of the Irish Rover's Unicorn Song, he got... this. It's entirely possibly he was happier with this song.

Bar

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You have your choice of Tino or Kitty!

RE: Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

After a long day of... Well, Fandom stuff, Marty needed a stiff drink. He didn't get a good look at the Bartender when he sat down but he knew he had seen her before someplace.

"Hi! I'll be needing a pan galactic gargle blaster. Do you still serve those?"

Re: Bar

[throughaphase]

"Still got 'em, but are you sure about that?" Kitty checked.

Re: Bar

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty was going to reply until he saw exactly who was tending bar. His mouth fell out and his eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

"You-" he began but he couldn't finish. He blinked a few more times and shook his head a few times trying to clear his thoughts.

"You. You. You're-"

Almost had it.

"You're alive."

There we go!

"You're alive. How are you alive?" He turned around to speak to anyone in earshot. "She's alive. Does everyone see she's alive?"

He turned around to look at her again. "Wait. You are alive, right? Is this a Fandom thing?"

Re: Bar

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

The Tick took a seat at the bar and caused some deflection in the bar stool. "Kitty! You're not dead anymore! Congratulations! I'll have a milk, chum."

Re: Bar

[throughaphase]

"That was a different me, but I can still get your milk," Kitty said, hoping that was okay.

Re: Bar

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"Ah. You're still alive, though?" The Tick asked.

Re: Bar

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn didn't mean to stare, but she couldn't stop looking at the big blue guy.

"Hey," she finally said,when she started to worry she was being rude. "So, um ... do you come here a lot?"

Re: Bar

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

"This is my first time in about eight years, so not really," The Tick said. "But thank you for asking! How about yourself?"

Re: Bar

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

The gremlin party got creepy after a while with the, well, gremlins, so it was Caritas that Quinn made her way to later in the evening. She smiled at Kitty as she pulled herself onto a stool.

"Rum and Diet Coke, please," she said easily. "... and did you go to high school with me? Or is this one of those wacky Fandom situations?"

Re: Bar

[throughaphase]

"Fandom thing, I think. I didn't go to school here," Kitty said, getting a glass. "Who'd you go to school with? Just wondering if it's another me or a double thing."

Re: Bar

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan came into Caritas -- and wasn't that a trip down memory lane -- and made his way over to the bar. "And good evening to you, love," he said in Kitty's direction, dialing up the Irish for a moment. "Don't suppose you could pass a stout my way, could you? Guinness, or maybe a Brooklyn, if you've got it?"

Re: Bar

[throughaphase]

"We've got it," she said, going to get the drink ready. "Do I know you yet?"

Re: Bar

[raspberryturk]

"Woo-woo," Reno said, by way of greeting, smirking and sliding a Guinness down the bar Ronan's way. Reno never forgot a drink, okay? "Probably won't even turn you green this time of year, yo."

Re: Bar

[raspberryturk]

Reno didn't expect any of his old usual bartenders would be working tonight, unless, like, Faith decided to show up and crash the joint. But he'd run into Ronan yesterday at least, and they'd both agreed to be here, and he couldn't resist taking a bit of time out of his weekend just to see if the place was still standing.

Yep. Seemed to be.

"Damn, I missed this bar."

Re: Bar

[throughaphase]

"You an old regular?" Kitty asked.

Re: Bar

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Professor Reno!" Quinn greeted, two rum-and-cokes into the night. "You kept me alive and sane in creepy radiation place!"

Lounge

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Find a quiet spot to chill with someone!

Re: Lounge

[all4thewookiees.livejournal.com]

Another night in Fandom, another night in the lounge. For once, he really enjoyed the music here, heh heh.

Back Room

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Or go shoot darts! Or catch up back here!

OOC

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I'm going back to the house of bad wifi tonight but I want a MILLION PINGS.