Atton Rand & miscellaneous names (
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Caritas, Sunday
People were welcome to take Atton's return to the Caritas bar - even mixing drinks, fancy that! - as a good sign of his recuperation, or something. Personally, he'd say he was just trying to get away from all the karking television coverage of ancient soldiers and world leaders putting down wreaths.
Call it a quirk he wasn't willing to go into.
But he was behind the bar. And he was mixing drinks. Not with the usual flourish, sure. But things were getting shaken and stirred with mathematical precision.
Most of the cocktails were pretty complicated. It was nicely distracting.
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Call it a quirk he wasn't willing to go into.
But he was behind the bar. And he was mixing drinks. Not with the usual flourish, sure. But things were getting shaken and stirred with mathematical precision.
Most of the cocktails were pretty complicated. It was nicely distracting.
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A moment later. "How'd your dates go during the thing?"
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"Company's better," he acknowledged, then shot a glance at the zombies, "and at least the undead in here don't seem inclined to bite."
Not that he ever got close enough for that. Less for the creepy factor, more because he didn't want to be asked for a request.
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He grimaced a little. "The dangers of growing up - now when I try to watch them, all I think is 'man, their quarantine protocols are garbage and their air filters must not have been changed in a decade'."
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He also knew Peter. The show had offended him on Peter's behalf.
"Think I'll stick with cheerleaders and big stupid gunslinging jellyfish," he noted.
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A small hologram of a Hanar came to life, floating above his forearm. "Hanar. Same thing?"
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He sipped his beer, "Someone got the bright idea to turn one into an action hero. Blasto the Jellyfish. It's.. well, it sure is a thing."
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Really now, movies.
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Then he shook his head, "That wouldn't work for me. I'm a maudlin drunk. I'd like to say movies got better over the next 150 years but, y'know. Blasto."
He looked at what Atton was doing with the shakers. "Working on something new?"
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