Devil's Nest: Wednesday Evening

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack rocked on in and Tiny automatically threw her the keys so she could to take stock. She squinted at the stock once she saw it. "Tiny," she bellowed, "The beer's gone off. It's all fuckin' green!" Tiny, for his part, grimaced. "It's for St. Patrick's Day, which is on a Sunday this year. People start ordering it the entire week before."

Jack grimaced right back at him as she put the slip in the bar. "Another theme night?" Tiny nodded. "There's a whole 'pinch if you're not wearing green' thing and the ladies like it."

Jack eyed him. Balefully. Very balefully.

"Gives 'em an excuse to punch people in a bar where they don't end up in the duck pond," he smirked. Jack nodded and relaxed her look a little. That made sense.

She parked her ass behind the bar and waited for the DJ to show up. This one seemed to be professional and had a good playlist. Jack was almost disappointed.

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[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden wasn't scared of Jack. That wasn't true, obviously, but at least that was what she wanted to come across, and what better way to deal with the scary leech who wanted to pretend to be friends than to show up at the bar where she worked and be... friendly.

Fjord had been right, there. Seivarden was unaware of Fjord's low Wisdom.

Anyway, here she was, stepping through the door.

[biotic_psychotic]

"Seivarden!" Jack greeted her cheerfully, "How the hell are you tonight?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"Not bad," she said, grinning at Jack as she leaned against the bar. "What about you? Anything exciting going on?"

[biotic_psychotic]

"Doing ok. Nothing exciting going on so far this week so it's a little boring but eh. I'll live," Jack replied, "What can I get for you?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"A beer," Seivarden said. "I agree about boring. What do you do for fun?"

[biotic_psychotic]

Jack drew her a standard draft beer and slid it over. "Eh. Watch TV, movies. Listen to music. When I can drag Kaidan out for some sparring, we do that. Been talking to Kanan about adding him to the lineup, that'll be fun. I go to the bar. There's really not much to do on this island. What are your go-tos for fun?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"Watching entertainments, keeping an eye on the cat," Seivarden said. "Going to the shooting range, the gym, the onsen."

[biotic_psychotic]

"Oh hey," Jack noted, "I took you up on that suggestion last week. Went to the Onsen, bumped into a couple of people I knew. It was fun. Thanks for suggesting it."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Oh. Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it."

She took a sip from her beer.

[biotic_psychotic]

"Yeah. I'll have to drag some of the other boys next time. Make it a real party." Jack nodded a chin at the beer. "Thoughts on that one? I don't really drink beer, I'm a whiskey kind of gal."

[1000yearstoolate]

"I prefer just quietly relaxing there, actually. And the beer is ok." She smirked. "Why limit yourself to one kind of drink?"

[biotic_psychotic]

"I don't, I do most strong liquors. Whiskey's just my default," Jack smirked, "Beer don't do a thing for me. It's like drinking soda, so I don't bother cuz if I want a soda, at least then I get the caffeine."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden shrugged. "If I want caffeine I drink tea."

[biotic_psychotic]

"Eh, tea's ok but if I'm gonna drink tea it's to enjoy the fuckin' tea, you know? I can chug a cola and I don't care too much," Jack replied.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden grinned and took a sip from her beer.

"If I'm not to care too much I prefer alcohol. Although what you serve is better than what I've had in sime places on the mainland."

[biotic_psychotic]

"Boss takes pride in his booze," Jack agreed, "Even the sodas here are fancy imported shit."

Weird Japanese ones. Weiiiiird Japanese ones.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Who's the boss?" Seivarden asked.

[biotic_psychotic]

"Eric," Jack answered, "Not here right now. You'd know him if you saw him, he's like 7' tall, blonde, blue eyes. Usually sits on the weird thronelike chair when he's here. Pretty sure he's in Louisiana right now but who the fuck even knows. He travels often."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Don' t think I've met him," Seivarden said, looking over at the chair. "Fancy, but a bit weird."