Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty was beginning to see her some women might stop working before their babies showed up, because she was tired and annoyed and really didn't want to work. But this was also her social time, and it kept her sane and distracted for at least a few hours every week.

And you knew she loved you, regulars, because she was sitting through the zombies playing Christmas music already.


[Open, no OCD!]

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[uncertain_dume]

"Help, I was babysitting the Luke's staff today," Kanan said, sliding into a seat across from Kitty and shoving a neatly wrapped, cute pumpkin-faced rice ball her way. "Apparently they do know how to make things that aren't pancakes."

[throughaphase]

"They do, technically, because I have to ask for the Kitty special when I go in on Eliot's day," she said, picking up the rice ball. "Thanks, what's this for?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Mostly because it was cute, I was going to swing this way anyhow, and I figured I almost needed some kind of proof that it isn't all pancakes, all the time, on days I work," Kanan replied, smiling crookedly. "How goes it, Kitty?"

[throughaphase]

"I will give this girl a pony if she will just get out of me," she answered. "How are you?"

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan smiled crookedly at that, hiking up a shoulder.

"No complaints at the moment. Spent the weekend back home trying to hunt down a guy I know about some bacta. How much longer have you got, there?"

As if he didn't already have the due date she'd given him months ago on his calendar.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa didn't get very far into the bar before she recognized the strains of music coming from the band, stopped dead in her tracks, and slowly turned around to face them. A second of glaring eyes was all the warning they were going to get before she marched over to where their equipment was plugged in and very unceremoniously yanked that plug right out.

Sure, she figured they'd just plug it right back in, but she had to make a statement.

"It's not even Halloween yet!"

And with that taken care of, already mentally preparing herself for that inevitable moment when 'Here Comes Santa Claus' sparked back up again, she stalked to her usual spot at the bar and frowned at Kitty. "Sorry," she said. "I had to do that."

And it was better than the alternative, than the other things that hearing that music already made her want to do.

"If they're going to be doing that all night," she added, "I'm going to need something strong tonight. On a tab."

And she plopped her credit card on the bar, hoping Kitty was smart enough to figure out what else she was saying if she was putting her money in an open-ended format right out there from the get go.

[throughaphase]

Yeah, she caught that.

"First, you're my hero right now. Second, when someone asks for something string and doesn't specify, my go-to is tequila," she warns.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa was just going to beam, juuuuust a little, at the first point, and then swipe a finger in the air at the second. "I will never say no to tequila," she assured her. "Hook me up, and I might be able to avoid murdering your band tonight."

She wouldn't, of course. But that was only just because prison sucked and it just wasn't worth it.

[throughaphase]

"And the first death was probably enough for them," she said, getting a shot glass and a bottle, which could just stay on the bar. She poured the shot, slid it over and asked casually, "So I probably shouldn't ask how you're doing tonight."

[died8yearsago]

"Well," Rosa was clearly still in a good enough mood despite the Christmas music to offer an answer, "I was doing fine before all of..." A sneer over her shoulder, "...that happened. But I'll probably be doing fine again after all of," she lifted the shot in a salute and downed it, "this happens, so it balances out nicely. How 'bout you? I feel that's the better question."

[1000yearstoolate]

"So," Seivarden said, leaning against the bar next to Rosa. "I'm not sure Issa is ever going to forgive you."

Yes, she was looking a little bit smug, but she was doing her best to hide it.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa knew that smugness far too well for it to hide very effectively from her anymore, but she was also expecting it, so she was prepared to not seem too irritated by it, either.

"Lucky for her," said Rosa, who had a bottle of tequila in front of her and an empty shot glass, which she filled and then slid over to Seivarden, motioning for Tino to bring her a second for herself, "it's not something I plan on doing often. She'll get over it."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden raised the glass, then threw it back.

"Good plan. The couch is covered in black hair."

She felt she had earned the right to some mocking. Or teasing really.

[1000yearstoolate]

It was Tuesday, so of course Seivarden showed up.

"I was going to say the music is terrible," she said, taking a seat on a stool by the bar, "but I'm sure that would mean insulting the local holiday."

Not that that would stop her.

[throughaphase]

"Counterpoint: it's great, but about a month too early," Kitty said.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Another holiday? Celebrating what? Actually, I'm not sure I know what's being celebrated now. Pumpkins?"

She was fed up with pumpkins.

[throughaphase]

"This is... okay, actually I'm not sure what the original point was," Kitty admitted. "Halloween you carve pumpkins and dress up and go trick or treating if you're a kid. It's all about the spooky stuff. And candy."

[filleauloup]

Éponine was still covered in more cat hair than usual when she came in. Halfway to the bar she paused, listened to the music, and frowned.

"Already? Good lord, now I know I'll need a second drink."

[throughaphase]

"On the plus side, at least they didn't start in August like the stores dud," Kitty smiled.

[filleauloup]

Éponine shuddered. "I tell you, it's things like that make me glad we haven't got a sound system at the post office. Bad enough music comes out of the mailboxes sometimes."

[throughaphase]

"Really? That sounds both awesome and occasionally terrible," she said, trying to work out which one she dudes with right now.

[notallbluemonks]

Right, so weird as this fucking place was, it seemed like as good a place as any to just sort of chill for a while, so Beau, after securing herself a place to live with most of the gold she had on hand (and she’d have to do something about that soon), went off in search of the nearest tavern.

“Whatever you’ve got that’s strong, I need like three of those,” she announced, blustering her way up to the bar and taking a seat.

And double-taking at the zombies. And, you know, all the modern technology.

[throughaphase]

"My answer to that is usually tequila," Kitty warned, not even for the first time tonight.

[notallbluemonks]

“Sure,” Beau said immediately. “I don’t know what the hell it is, but I’ve had a really weird day. Hit me.”

[throughaphase]

Once again, Kitty went for the shot glasses, setting out three and filling them.

"You're new?" she guessed.