Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

The zombies were back to making noise, and finally, worried that her poor daughter was going to end up thinking any of this was normal and okay, she'd gone ahead and gotten headphones to hook up to her phone and put directly on her stomach.

Sure it looked weird. But it was for the greater good.

Even if she still had to listen to whatever this was.


[Open! I'm both busy today and desperately need distractions.]

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[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden was feeling sick and probably shouldn't be drinking, but here she was.

"Does Long Island Ice Tea actually contain tea?"

[throughaphase]

"Not even a tiny bit," she replied. "And no, I don't know why it's called that."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Good, I'll have one of those," Seivarden said.

[throughaphase]

"It will knock you on your ass," Kitty warned as she got a glass, even though she knew by now that that wasn't a deterrent.

[1000yearstoolate]

"That's just what I need," Seivarden said. "Any tea I drink makes me sick."

Even she knew the logic in that wasn't entirely sound.

[throughaphase]

Kitty tilted her head. "Since when?"

[died8yearsago]

A good healthy dose of smarmy Rosa twice in a week when she felt like crap! Wasn't Seivarden just the luckiest?

She leaned on the bar and slapped an envelope down.

"That's for you," she said.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden looked at the envelope, then up at Rosa. Yes, she was suspicious of that look.

"What is that?"

[died8yearsago]

"My clinic bill," Rosa explained. "From when your stupid baby rant on the radio busted up my eardrum."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden leaned back a little, pushing the envelope towards Rosa. "Send it to the squirrels, then. I'm not the one who adds those beeps, although if the medic could help you I'm pleased to hear it."

She added: "What kind of useless equipment do you play it on anyway?"

[died8yearsago]

"The useless cheap equipment at our stupid, useless, dumbest police station in the entire world."

Rosa pushed the envelope right back.

"And the squirrels wouldn't have to add those beeps if someone who can't stop ranting about people being so uncivilized could actually keep her language civil."

[died8yearsago]

Rosa was too pissed off last week to make it in, and she might have been too pissed off again this week if it weren't for yesterday, and she had business to take care of, anyway.

"Hey, you don't serve anything with tea here, right?"

No, that wasn't the business, but she felt it was a good segue into conversation if anything.

[throughaphase]

"I think we probably have some just in case but literally no one's ordered it," Kitty said. "Definitely not enough to get into any town wars."

[died8yearsago]

In any other circumstances, Rosa might have asked about who would order tea at a bar in the first place, but, then again, they all knew the answer to that question.

"Good," she said. She would have expressed her relief that she had at least one person not to worry about arresting as the Great Tea Poisoner, but she had been on all those 'professionalism' rants lately that it didn't seem wise to just talk about what was technically an open investigation. "Beer me, please. It's overdue, and I really need it tonight."

[throughaphase]

"No problem," she said, and as she slid the beer over, she asked, "You okay? You've seemed a little stressed."

That was diplomatic!

[died8yearsago]

"This place is giving me whiplash," Rosa murmured, needing to take a good long swig of that beer before she could continue. "And it's not even a weird week."

Was it a good sign that she considered subterranean slime monsters, her boss turning into a cat, and a potential tea poisoner 'not even a weird week'? She didn't even know anymore. Up was down, down was up, she was the most by-the-book member of the police force here. What even was the world anymore?

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan wasn't in a mood to drink - yet - but was in the market for some high octane alcohol. The next few days were probably going to require it. "Hey Kitty," he greeted, "What've you got for bottles of.."

He eyed the headphones, shot a glance at the zombies and their caterwauling, and then finished his sentence, "..alcohol strong enough to knock a human down for a few hours without dissolving their stomach from the inside out?"

Because that question wasn't creepy, sure. To be fair, the human he was talking about was himself.

[throughaphase]

"Tequila?" she offered. "Or Russian vodka. Either should do the trick."

[spectre_alenko]

"Which tastes less like sweaty monkey ass?" Kaidan asked.

[throughaphase]

"Having never tasted sweaty monkey ass I'm going to say the vodka, because Russia is colder than Mexico," Kitty said. "Really, it'll probably murder your taste buds faster, anyway."

[spectre_alenko]

"I haven't either, but I have an awful imagination," Kaidan said, "Sure. Bottle of vodka, whatever's the strongest, if you have some available."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden shot Kaidan a glance. He had been involved in that childish tea thing with Sparkle, as far as she understood.

Seivarden was so judging you, Kaidan.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan was ignoring Seivarden's entire existence, so if he noticed the glance, he gave zero outward sign of it.

[died8yearsago]

Seems Kaidan picked a good day to come in the bar to have people give him looks, because Rosa couldn't help it when she saw Major Meathead come in, grunting faintly and then trying to do what she could to ignore his presence because Tuesday were so nice when she was practically the only person who ever came in and now it was like Parade of the Assholes.

Plus Kanan sometimes. He was okay. At least she remembered his name now.

[spectre_alenko]

Other than glancing at all of the people in the bar when he walked in, Kaidan ignored everyone.

It's a good thing he wasn't aware of the crap she was telling Liam earlier, though. Thankfully, he was blissfully unaware of it.