"Breq, are you ok?"

Seivarden knelt next to her, leaning forward, a silhouette against the sky above, worry in her voice. Breq blinked.

"I'm fine."

She pushed herself up to sitting, her body involuntarily flinching as she put weight on her arm.

"Just hand me the medkit. The armor absorbed most of it."

Breq had survived worse things just during the past year, but she didn't think that would stop Seivarden from being excessively worried. There was no need to point that out though.

"The force of the shuttle could have crushed your arm," Seivarden pointed out, her gesture a little less dramatic than Breq would have expected. "Even with the armor."

"Or you," Breq observed. "If I hadn't pulled you out. I hope they didn't manage to breach the hull with that explosion, they wouldn't manage the evacuation.

Her arm really did hurt.

"Oh, Aatr's tits!" Reaching for the medkit, Seivarden had looked up, catching sight of the familiar outline of Fandom. "Fuck, I should have guessed."

Breq turned her head slightly, trying not to move her arm. "At least it will be easy to get a portal back to Athoek quickly."

Seivarden might have improved considerably since Breq had found her on Nilt, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to come across as anything other than a Radchaai from a prestigious family, which meant that there were plenty pf places she was a liability. Still, Breq had become used to her presence, to her sincere attempts at being useful and to what she had come to realise was being expressions of love.

"It's broken." Seivarden slowly pulled Breq's coat off her shoulder, then tugged one of the correctives out of the medkit. "We should get to Athoek as soon as possible and let Medic have a look at hit. You know what the medics here are like."

Breq didn't comment on that.

"And we can finally get some decent tea," Seivarden added.

[I'm making a random appearance today, post very open if you want to stop by and talk to Breq and Seivarden]

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden stepped outside and closed the door behind her. She looked up and there is was. The bear. The bear held out a coke for her.

"Oh, fuck off!" she snapped.

The bear didn't seem offended and just trod off, but immediately after another one appeared further down the street, waving to Seivarden.

"FUCK OFF!" she shouted to the second bear. It waved again, but offered the bottle it was carrying to someone else walking past.

"Aatr's tits," she muttered to herself. "I've had enough of this."

Perhaps her conversation with Summer had influenced her more than she had thought, because when she pulled out her phone and texted Tisarwat it didn't feel like a rash or sudden decision.

She turned back and opened the door again, then slammed it shut behind her.

[Mostly establishy]

somethingwithturquoise

Summer maybe spent five minutes listening to one of the dolls on the bar that Tino was apparently very excited about before she was going to pull a big fat veto.

"Nope," she said. "No way. They're going in the back room, all of them. I don't care if you think they're cute, they're actually creepy, and I have been through waaaaay too much crap to ever trust something that cute speaking in a language I can't understand. That always ends up badly."

He tried making a appeal that if that were the case, weren't they better out here where they could keep an eye on them>?

"Absolutely not," Summer insisted. "They're much better contained in a singlular place until they disappear tomorrow because it's December, and, oh god help us all if they're going to be cumulative, but if that's the case, then it's the next bartender's problem."

So the creepy-cute dolls were all shephered in an indecipherable babble to the back room, where Summer would ponder going over Caritas' insurance policy regarding fire and whether Kitty would feel burning down the entire back room was a necessary step in this case.

God, she really hoped they wouldn't wind up, like, summoning Christmas demons or something back there...

Wednesday Jello Shop Specials!

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Candy Cane Martini
Fireball Apple
Caramel Macchiato
King Crab Salad

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

Tonight's special
Beer

No, Seivarden wasn't making a lot of effort tonight, but at least she was here and no longer a cat. Summer had been kind enough to pick up some clothes for her, so after waking up on Summer's couch Seivarden had at least been able to get home wearing gloves.

Summer deserved a thank you for the thoughtfulness, and Seivarden would forgive her if she had had selfish reasons for that too.

It bothered her that she didn't seem to be able to stop herself from nudging drink decorations from off the edge of the bar and staring at them on the floor, only realising what she was doing when Tino didn't pick them up for her to do it again.

Tino didn't even give her funny looks.

[Open!]

texted3times

Was it getting too cold for Shirtless Thursdays? Maybe a little. Was it going to stop Eric?

Not remotely. Having decided based on, well, looking up at the ceiling to determine that it was tall enough, he'd had Tiny haul a medium-sized portable firepit into the space to add ambience and a reminder that he could set a piano on fire at ANY POINT.

He wouldn't, but he was happiest when he was annoying Lucifer somehow.

Tiny put up the sign announcing it SHIRTLESS LEATHER PANTS THURSDAY and Eric settled in with a drink at the bar.

The Devil's Nest was open and the vampire was around.

1000yearstoolate

Of course Seivarden was happy that her roommates were back to their normal, adult selves, but still she felt a little wistful after the weekend. She and Ignis had done quite a good job of looking after little Gladio and little Prompto, hadn't they? They had been properly fed (by Ignis), spoiled with cookies (by Seivarden), they had had a cat to play with (Issa had been surprisingly helpful). Seivarden had the impression that even Prompto, who had surprisingly turned out to be a bit of a loner as a child, had been content, at least when playing with Issa.

That was in the past though, she reminded herself. Now she had to come up with a special. First she wrote "Beer", then changed her mind, erased it and wrote:

Tonight's Special
Gin & Tonic

[Open! And yes, I am aware that half of the post is domestic fluff about Seivarden, Ignis, their two kids and the cat that never made it into actual play.]

hashtag_chocobro

Prompto had not had a good morning. He'd woken up to a very full apartment, which was already a very odd feeling, used as he was to a completely empty house, and the two adults were very fussy over them, and all he wanted to do was play with the cat, but the other boy was bugging him and kept talking about going out for a run or trying to wrestle him or wanting to play Nif Wars, and Prompto didn't want to do any of that, especially not that last one! Because he knew he'd be the Nif, but, ha ha, joke was on Gladio or whatever his name was, because Prompto really was a Nif, but if he knew that, it probably wouldn't be much of a game any more, and he just couldn't risk him knowing the truth...

So he tried to slip away as soon as he could with his camera, and, once outside, he could breath easier and walked aroins, snapping shots of interesting buoldings and cute squirrels and other things, avoiding streets where he could hear other people, especially other kids, until he wound up at the beach, where it was quiet and the view was pretty and he could take a few more pictures and sit down because the walking had made him kind of tired (not to mention all the stress of being around all those people that morning!), and he just wanted to rest and enjoy the quiet solitude for a moment.

He did kind of wish he'd brought a snack, though.

And he wished he could have been more into playing with that other kid, but he knew already he wouldn't like Prompto, so why even bother?

[[ sad lonely kid beach is open lol ]]

texted3times

Shirtless Thursday was back, and so Eric ws there in leather pants and very little else, sipping a stupidly expensive vodka and giving Tiny's sign, which offered a veterans' discount, a baleful look.

"You know half the adults here are some kind of military, right? We're going to make no money tonight."

But at least it would be pretty to look at.

The Devil's Nest was open! And slightly drafty.

[OOC: OCD free.]

1000yearstoolate

"No, we don't have that one either," Seivarden said with a sigh, after having looked through the beer selection again.

"Really? You should, you know. That brewery is great and they're almost local. I tried their Halloween special edition and..."

"Who the fuck makes special editions of beer?"

Seivarden was getting really annoyed with Annoying Vinyl Hipster, who in addition to vinyl and old-fashioned photography had, unsurprisingly, turned out have an obsession with craft beer.

"I mean, most good breweries? Sometimes they go a bit wild, but there's this place in Grand Rapids, Michigan that makes durian and orange sour beer...."

Seivarden wrinkled her nose. "You put fruit in beer?" She made a gesture with her hand. "Not that I know anything about beer, but if you want something fruity I recommend the specials. They're... fruity."

AVH stared at her, possibly trying to decide whether this was a joke.

"It's not like it's tea we're talking about," Seivarden added.

"You like tea? I have a friend who imports tea from some really small Indian plantations, fairtrade, he visits the places regularly..." AVH began.

Seivarden, who normally would have jumped at the possibility to discuss tea, said: "Where I come from we have a whole planet of it. Although I admit there are quite good ones here too, if you stay away from the tea bags."

No one could beat a Radchaai at a tea discussion, especially not someone with Seivarden's background, and since Annoying Vinyl Hipster didn't manage to turn the conversation back to beer, he eventually ended up with a mai tai, after quite a few subtle insults that had apparently flown over his head.

"Sometimes you just have to accept that the world around you doesn't live up to your standards," Seivarden said sagely, mostly to shut him up.

Today's Specials
Mai Tai
Strawberry Margarita

[Open with SP]

lilac_eyed_lieutenant

Maybe it was just because she lived with someone like Lucille now, but when Tisarwat came into the shop to find that the stereo seemed stuck on playing a lot of dark, broody, atmospheric music today, she was kind of digging it. She didn't really understand a lot of the holidays on this planet, but it almost put her in a mood to decorate the store a little bit more like she'd seen other places doing, and it was just putting her into a great mood to just curl up with some tea and some of those old darkly romantic books that her roommate was so fond of.

Until, of course, those moments when the soft, atmospheric music cut out with either a loud, blood-curdling scream or a record scratch or shattered glass and went on like that for a few minutes before returning to the nicer stuff.

Tisarwat was going to go through a lot of tea today from when she kept spilling it as she jumped in startled fright, and she was absolutely avoiding handling anything more delicate after accidentally dropping and smashing a few records and CDs when it happened.

Glowering at the stereo afterwards didn't help any, but it did make her feel slightly better, especially when she felt it was doing it on purpose whenever she went to go have a sip or do some actual work around here.

Groovy Tunes is open!

1000yearstoolate

It had been a good trip, distracting, and Seivarden had reminded herself that she probably shouldn't be surprised by the lack of civilised behaviour shown by the locals (past and present). Back at Caritas things got back to normal though, and normal right now for her was mostly miserable.

She actually tried though. She really did. She found a random drink list.

Tonight's Specials
Moscow Mule
Dirty Martini

[Open]

somethingwithturquoise

You know, for someone who had convinced herself that her leaving was a non-issue and completely inconsequential to the world as a whole (this one, anyway; obviously, fighting the Galactic Federation was a pretty big deal to the world being constantly theatened by them), Summer sure had been reluctant to bring it up to most people. Like, yeah, sure, she'd sort of talked to Rey about it last week, and since Beth actually had shown up, that pretty much sealed the deal, and she'd already taken care of a few loose ends like her class and her management duties at T&C, but....she hadn't really mentioned it to a lot of people and found herself weirdly reluctant to do so.

Because it just wasn't how she did things, right? She was her grandfather's granddaughter. It felt much more natural to just up and leave and that was that than anything else.

But tempting as that actually was, it also felt kind of wrong, so she figured she would find some sort of middle ground between actually telling people and just flying off into the great starry beyond in the one way she knew how to channel emotions that she didn't know how to deal with very well: jello shot specials.

Because that was what people were really going to miss, right? The jello....

Last Chance Wednesdday Jello Shots!

Get 'em before they're gone!

First One Free for Everybody!

Intergalactic
Little Pink Spaceship
Blaster Bolts
Little Green Men

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden was pretending the lack of visitors hadn't bothered her.

It took some distraction, which meant she had taken some time to look for a special for tonight, found that apples where an appropriate theme this time of year, and ended up with three different ones. She was actually quite proud of herself, which in itself was distracting, in the best of ways.

Tonight's Specials
Apple Cider Prosecco Spritz
Apple Cider Margarita
Poison Apple Cocktail

She was especially proud of the last one. It contained edible glitter. Seivarden didn't want to taste it herself so she gave it to Tino, who seemed to approve, completely oblivious the glitter now stuck around his mouth.

[Open and OCD-free]

sharp_man

Today began Parents' Weekend. That didn't mean Hannibal wasn't going to open his practice. He was making bets with himself whether people with nobody coming or people with family members coming might need more therapy.

He wasn't bothering to bet with himself whether they'd show up and ask for it, but you never knew.

Joni was pouncing on dust motes in the office, Beethoven was lounging in a window in the sun, and the flamingo he refused to name was on the stoop preening itself and looking even more glittery than usual.

In between clients, Hannibal was planning a menu for a dinner party and wondering if he should do one for Halloween.

Fandom Counseling was open!

amitragic

It was a nice fall Friday afternoon, and the park was all ready for people to gather to meet their loved ones, as even the extremely glittery banner hanging over the entrance to the park evidenced:

Welcome to Parents' Weekend 2021!
There was a lot of glitter. Not just on the banner, but... generally everywhere. Sorry, the school administration had ordered a surplus of it, and it clearly all needed to go somewhere, and since it was all in very autumnal shades of orange and red and gold, well, this was just the occasion.

Welcome, family and friends and whoever else the townspeople and/or the school happened to invite! Try not to inhale too much glitter.

[All PW guest applications have been accepted! OCD up, go forth and play!]

throughaphase

It was that time agaaaaaain! There was a sign on the door and a banner above the stage.

CARITAS PRESENTS
THREE MINUTE DATES

Or maybe, perchance, you totally missed it somehow, and didn't run from the bar before Tino could sign you up for dates. It happens!

And then a few minutes before 8:00, Kitty took the stage under the banner, to a drumroll from the zombie drummer.

"Hello and welcome to another installment of Three Minute Dates!" Kitty began. "In case you're new to this, in a couple minutes I'm going to call out sets of names. You'll find that person, talk to them for a whole three minutes. When you hear this siren-" Oh, that was an obnoxious air horn sound. "-you'll get a new person to talk to. If you got sucked into this without your knowledge, sorry, and also it's fifteen minutes of your life, make some new friends!"

[~~So much OCD incoming.~~ OCD is up! Date away! A post for Caritas after the dates will go up Saturday!]

somethingwithturquoise

Summer Smith was having regrets.

Not about anything here, of course, although half of those jello shots really suggested that she maybe should, but she was starting to feel like she had made a huge mistake in actually agreeing to giving that whole 'family dinner with Barry' thing a try. Honestly, she felt she should have known better. Things had gone really well last weekend, so, statistically speaking, that only meant that things would probably be a disaster this coming weekend, although, really, she was convinced that anything having to deal with her family was a disaster right from the get-go.

But, hey, she figured as long as they didn't have to deal with the apocalypse (again), like some families as of late, they'd be good, right?

"I'm pretty sure I just doomed us to have to deal with the apolalpyse this weekend....again," Summer muttered, to no one in particular, shaking her head at her phone as she typed out yet another message to her dad about how, yes, that recipe looked fine for dinner, just like the fifteen million previous recipes he'd sent her, and then going back to respond to Morty who was just kind of being a little bitch about the whole thing, in between also, you know, doing her damn job, because it was a Wednesday night, like, she understood that at least Jerry had nothing else going on in his life, but didn't Morty at least have school to go to in the morning? Was he even still in school? Seriously, at this point, he'd probably just be better off as a drop-out...

And, because she was pretty sure he wouldn't bother responding anyway, Summer did add a text to Rick that went something along the lines of I swear to god, if you let the world get destroyed this weekend, pls just let it end me once and for all

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Grasshopper
Broken Glass
Ham Salad
Mac & Cheese

Caritas is open!

[[ and flying OCD-free today, because apparently, Dreamwidth woke up and chose violence this morning ]]

somethingwithturquoise

You know, it was bad enough having to deal with Apu's weird obsession with National Fake Holidays with the store, but now Summer was dealing with something similiar in her actual life, and she'd finally caved. Her dad had not stopped talking and/or texting her about National Honey Month for a week now, and to prevent having to deal with it literally all month, especially when she was kind of busy right now trying to plan, like, anniversary stuff, she acknowledged that it was National Honey Month, promised to do a promotion at the store with his honey, agreed to be dragged to some Honey Festival at some point during the month, and, to hopefully put an end to this once and for all, even guaranteed a thematic jello presention for both the bar and her Instagram to promote her jello shot catering.

She felt like doing something like this was a little risky in Fandom, because if this wasn't a big fat invitation to some weird bee-related incidents, then she didn't know what was, but honestly? If it got her dad to shut up about National Honey Month, it would all be worth it.

So she did her thing, got it set up, and then tried very hard to not just be on her phone trying to make plans for this weekend in between customers and sort of kind of failed, like, big time, but, um, hi, anniversary stuff, kiiiiind of a big deal!

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

Featuring Jerry's Own Honey!
In celebration of National Honey Month

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Apple & Honey
Hot Lil' Honey
Honey Bourbon & Peach Smash
Honey Lemonade

Summer frowned a little at the board, wondering why it seemed like her ampersands looked particularly noticable, but then decided not to think much of it.

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden guessed she couldn't really blame Gladio for tying her up and locking her in a closet last week, since he had been an angry kid, but she was still in a bad mood about it.

Tonight's Special
Mimosa

At least that was easy. She wasn't particularly inspired.

[Open!]

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden decided to go with an old classic:

Tonight's Special
Any kind of beer

Although in order to offer recommendations she had decided to try some of them out, and discovered that she still didn't like beer, which was going to make that hard. No, actually, she could make things up, or try to pick the right beer for the right person.

"You should make a personality test, then," Tino snorted.

"That would offer a very limited range of personalities," Seivarden said. "Considering they all have to like beer."

[Open!]

somethingwithturquoise

Summer was still alive, but she wasn't about to let her guard down entirely quite yet, she figured there was still about a week left before the threat of a rage-prone former cop had fully passed, and she really hoped that it did because she kind of had a lot of things going on and it would kind of suck to not get to do them just because a moose thought he was funny or whatever it was that made him do things like give her, of all people, the Rosa Diaz class.

Like, she was staring down at an anniversary over here, people. Like, actual anniversary. Year, not even that month, quarter-year, half-year bullshit. Which was just....what??

Not a complaint! But definitely a nice distraction from thinking about ways in which she might try to compromise with Rosa that didn't involve brutal murder or, worse, teaching math.

Somehow, Sumemr didnt' think Rosa would be swayed by jello shots. But, at the very least, she knew her usual customers would be!

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

Back to being free if you sing a karaoke song
because there's no more Wednesday activities!

Double Stuffed Oreo
Sugar Cookie
Thin Mint
Animal Crackers

Oh, was that a theme?? She hadn't noticed!

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden hadn't paid attention to what had been going on last week, and thus had not been forced to dwell on whether having anyone in her family return or not would have been most painful. Oblivious to this she swiped through a long list of potential specials until she decided on one.

Tonight's Special
Zombie

"It's a Halloween cocktail," Tino pointed out, unimpressed.

"Aatr's tits, don't be such a bore," Seivarden said. "I'm sure our band would have one if they could."

She frowned. "What actually happens if they try to drink?" Raising a hand, she added: "No, actually, I don't want to know."

Caritas was open.

special_rabbit

The only glowing stones that Amaya was dealing with that week weren't actually stones at all, but rather coal and embers from the forge as she was hard at work forcing a comparrison into a description.

However, she'd made pretty good progress on the online order she'd gotten from a customer up in Canada with some pretty unique weapons design that she had been really excited to sink her hammer into and was feeling incredibly proud of the results. Definitely a lot of potential there, she felt, especially with the winter months right around the corner.

And just wait until she got started on those pucks! There were going to be so many spikes, you guys!

The Forge is open!

somethingwithturquoise

Between making her jello, fielding a few texts from her parents about making another (likely disastrous) attempt at the whole 'invite the boyfriend over for dinner' thing like they were in any way, shape, or form some kind of normal family, following the ranty string of updates from Amaya about the whole situation with the Squishy machine at the store, and (of course) shenanigans, Summer had been good and distracted from the weird-ass dreams she'd been having and the apparent urge to go traipsing through the woods for something for most of the day before her shift at Caritas for the evening.

And then when she got in, she was distracted even more by Tino's decision to try to slowly work his way up to breaking the world record for the world's longest Jägerbomb train.

"I feel like I should do something to stop this," Summer admitted to herself, her eyes wide as she shook her head even at Tino's attempt to perfect even just four at a time, "but I just can't."

More like the world's most inevitable Jägerbomb train-wreck, am I right???

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First one free for all Wednesday Activity Participants!

Atomic Jägerbomb
Peach Fizz
Pickleback

Caritas is open!

somethingwithturquoise

"Why would Rosa Diaz steal your plants?" asked Summer, eventually, when she finally had enough of listening to Tino and his ridiculous complaints about his ridiculous new horticulture hobby.

He insisted that it was true, though, and Summer, instead of asking why he was even bothering to tell her any of this as if she cared, just shrugged unapologetically at him and said, "Well. That's what you get for bringing all your plants to the bar."

Some of them were nice, she felt, because a little natural foilage for decoration could be kind of nice! But this was definitely excessive, and a little disappointing, because, come on, Tino, if you were going to clutter her workspace with plants, at least make some of them the good kind of plants, if you know what she means. But at least it was kind of nice that she'd made a mojito shot today so that she could actually garnish them all with some fresh-as-can-be mint!

While promptly ignoring the whithering look Tino gave her every time she plucked off a leaf.

Hey. Like she said, if you didn't want shit happening to your plants, Tino, maybe don't bring them to the bar.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free to All Wednesday Activity Participants!

Coconut Raspberry Mojito
Raspberry Mousse Cookie
Raspberry Fluff

Caritas is open!

somethingwithturquoise

You would think, with how many of them were on the stage at Caritas that night, that there would be alot of karaoke going on. But no. Apparently, the alots that had come into the bar were not there to actually sing, but to sign.

Sign what, you ask? Anything, really. Books, posters, movies, your chest, if you were so inclined. They didn't seem too picky, really. If you had a thing, and they had a marker, then, duck it, they were going to sign it! It was a regular old signing frenzy going on!

Summer trusted that, by now, everyone knew that if Tino asked you to guess what he got the alots to sign, they were better off just ignoring him.

Or else they were going to need alot of buckets.

Wedsday jello shoot spechal!

~~Fist ! three 2 all Wedsday aktivity~~ 1st 1 FERE!!!

Blew Hawaai
Appel Pei
Cherry-Catsup

Caritas is open!

[[ and OCD free, because typing some of this killed my sole ]]

1000yearstoolate

It was Monday again and Seivarden had had nothing better to do than to look for new specials, and look at pictures of ridiculous Earth ideas of spaceships. It seemed to be a quiet night at Caritas until Tino decided to sing karaoke. Seivarden didn't know the songs, but even Breq would sing them better (Seivarden might be partial), and it turned out even ear plugs on Earth was useless.

Tonight's special
Aperol Spritz

Caritas is open.

[First day back at work after vacation, it was very quiet and I am still tired.]

somethingwithturquoise

After getting a load of what Summer had put together for her jello shot theme that evening, all Tino could do was complain about how it wasn't fair that apparently Summer wasn't being banned from the Olympics, but he was.

"Yeah," said Summer, "I'm pretty sure there's a big difference between thematic jello and shotputting from the karaoke stage, Tino."

Maybe she could just convince him to pole-vault himself right into the trash or something, though.

Wednesday Jello Shot Special!

O O O
O O

Try All Five for a Jello Shot Olympian Gold Medal!

...someone had clearly put way too much effort into any and all of this.

Caritas is open!

[[ and flying OCD free! ]]

1000yearstoolate

After getting stuck in a place without tea, Seivarden had spent the rest of the week at home with plenty of tea, a cat, and entertainments. She had almost run our of cat food though, and it had ended up being a bit boring.

Which was a good reason to teach herself another drink, wasn't it?

Tonight's Special
Mojito

It was actually quite nice. She had to remember it.

Tino was quiet, and Seivarden would have been happy to just let him be, if it wasn't for the fact that he kept trying to juggle ice cubes.

"Aatr's tits, will you fucking stop that!"

Tino just looked at her, still quiet.

Caritas is open and OCD free!

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden was lucky enough to have avoided layovers on her way to Caritas, but she was anyway in a bad mood when she got there, and Tino didn't make it better.

"Aatr's tits," she said to him. "I took some time off. Don't pretend this place was busy while I was gone. Was it even here?"

Tino didn't answer, but at this point someone walked up to the bar, smiling cheerfully, and ordered the special.

"What, I haven't...," Seivarden began, then saw what Tino had written on the menu.

Tonight's Special
Spiked Peach Iced Tea Cocktail

"Oh, fuck. No. No, that's not going to happen."

The customer looked confused.

"Today's special is beer," Seivarden told her firmly. "Anything made with tea, especially tea-bags, ask him." She pointed at Tino.

The menu soon read:

Tonight's Special
~~Spiked Peach Iced Tea Cocktail~~
Beer

[Open and OCD-free]

somethingwithturquoise

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so Summer knew her ship was in good hands because of Rey, and, in fact, it was hard not to notice that improved paint job that meant, somehow, it had come out of the hole looking better than it did going in, but she, who had been trying to seem very casual about the potential lost of her own personal intergalactic method of travel despite having literally drawn up designs and plans to foist on Barry immediately if the poor thing wound up RIP-ing in pieces, was going to spend a good chunk of time that Sunday, now that she had it back, looking it over, checking it out, searching for any issues or injuries it might have taken on, and generally giving it as much love, attention, care and tune-ups as her limited but not unsubstantial amount of skill could provide.

Everything...seemed okay, though. Just like a lot of the buildings that got taken would be, too, she realized. So she sucked in a breath, and realized that the reason she was focusing so much on her ship right now (or the reason she had focused so much on her ship in the first place) was because it was much easier to see that it would be fine, even if it hadn't been fine. But it was much more difficult to know if the people involved in all of this would be fine...

Summer frowned a little at her ship as this thought began to percolate into some top choice fodder for her next therapy session.

"Geez," she murmured to it, mostly under her breath, "you couldn't have at least had something wrong with you so that I could just focus on fixing that right now, could you?"

She was definitely considered just throwing her own wrench into things to mess things up just to be able to have that to focus on instead, but, in the meantime, it was back to tinkering and checking things for the umpteenth time as if maybe she'd missed something with the previous passes.

[[ yeah, apparently F all my other characters who might have things to go through right now. Open junkyard is open! With a possible SP-from-me caveat slapped on because that's just my life now ]]

lilac_eyed_lieutenant

It was sort of an idle thought, bourne from a relatively idle day, after Tisarwat had gone a bit idle after having finished most of her work that day early and having already gone through several cups of tea.

It probably wouldn't hurt, after all, to be more familiar with some of the instruments she sold, and she'd done surprisingly well with the piano so far, YouTube was an excellent resource (although it was still hard to get past the idea that she was watching something decidely NSFW at work by watching tutorials, because you can bet no one was playing tutorials with gloves on...), and so she cautiously picked up a guitar, set up her phone to follow along, and started plucking a little bit at one of the guitars in her spare time.

If anything, she figured Breq would only appreciate it if Tisarwat was expanding her musical knowledge.

Groovy Tunes is open!

[[ look, sometimes you just get tired of having to artfully try to crop around a guitar, so...]]

somethingwithturquoise

Before the rush of usuals trickled in for the night to keep Summer busy with slinging beers and jello shots, she was leaned over the counter a little on her phone, which wasn't that unusual, but whatever she was doing on the phone left her frowning a little.

"Moonlit Pour Garage?" she murmured. "Singing Escape Bar?" Her voice seemed to be getting more incredulous with each tap. "Rusty Brew Emporium??" She scoffed, but clicked again, shaking her head at the next result. "Ultimate bar name generator, my ass..."

Okay, though may Sly Monk wasn't terrible, but Merry Barman Hideout fully convinced her to put the phone away for now and get more focused on tonight's work, with maybe...one speculative glance at Tino to perhaps ask for his thoughts and opinions, but then realizing that some of his suggestions might be things she might not be able to ever recover from.

She had time to figure it out, anyway. Maybe she was just waiting for the perfect a-ha! moment to hit.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free to All Wednesday Activity Participants!

Ruby Red Grapefruit
Pecan Pie
Salt Flavored Ramen

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

Seivarden decided to be creative today, and Summer had anyway told her not to serve arrack. After some inspiration from Saturday she decided on a drink she had bought for Summer somewhere along the birthday party bar crawl. Probably in the pink bar. Even if Seivarden had stayed mostly sober there had been too many of them to remember them all.

Today's Special
Pink Squirrel

Maybe it was because Saturday had reminded her of a part of her life where she had enjoyed that sort of thing in order to forget, she had ended up melancholy. If anyone asked, she would still say it was the party of the year.

[Open, with SP]

fates_jaye

Jaye strolled into work expecting a quiet night, only to see that Tino already had a line of shots across the bar. Like he was prepared.

"Gonna be that kind of night, huh," Jaye said, without even knowing why.

At least it would only be temporary, until the partygoers took their party elsewhere.

somethingwithturquoise

Summer miiiiight be getting a little antsy about all her birthday stuff this weekend, which was not great because it was only Wednesday, and all of her distracting stuff was mostly out of the way, but she told herself that that just meant she'd have to take advantage of just taking it easy these next two days and enjoy it while she could, because once Saturday hit, she planned on hitting it hard.

(So much for being scared straight, huh?)

Either way, in whatever downtime she had at the bar that night, she was mostly on her phone, making some adjustments and finalizing a few things and maybe going down a few other rabbit holes of ideas, and then staunchly trying to ignore the string of texts from Tricia Lange asking if her boss was going to be there again this year.

God, Tricia, what the hell??

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First one free to all Wednesday activity participants!

Birthday Cake
Blow Pops Martini
Fishbowl

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

There was no arrack tonight. Not as a special, not even as a non-special. Seivarden was sticking to Summer's orders, since that was likely the best thing to do. Instead the sign said:

Tonight's Special:
Gin & Tonic

That should work. Maybe she could even get Amaya to try one if she showed up.

Tino snickered. "So you've figured out that no one wants you fancy space wine."

That didn't deserve an answer.

[Open, with SP]

sharp_man

The flamingos this week seemed less needy, which was all to the good. Except they seemed to have designated one of them as the one to solve everything, so one flamingo spent the morning watching Hannibal with an intense, beady-eyed expression, and then spent the afternoon with the rest of the small, glittery flock gathered around him for...group therapy sessions?

Hannibal wasn't going to ask.

His own office was open! Or you could probably sit in on a glittery-flamingo session, if that was more your thing.

somethingwithturquoise

Summer was honestly kind of hoping for a nice, normal night at the bar that Wednesday, especially following the events of last Wednesday, where the island was doing that thing, but she knew that was not going to happen very quickly into her shift, and that was all because of Tino's face.

"Seriously, though, why is your face like that? Is that supposed to be a smile? Why do you look like you totally just got--

"OhmyGOD.

"No, I don't want to hear the details! GOD."

Summer was going to try and work on the far side of the bar as much as possible tonight and was considering arming herself with a water bottle to spritz him with every time he passed by and tried to drop specifics in passing.

"You know what, Tino? On second though, I would at least like this lady's phone number so I can send her my condolances and recommend a good therapist."

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free for All Wednesday Activity Participants!

Fruit Loops
Butterscotch
Jellied Meatloaf w/Egg Garnish

Caritas is open!

special_rabbit

There was a new message out on the sandwich board that Amaya sometimes put out in front of the shop to advertise whatever she had going on in that shop that week:

Today's Specials
Swords

Was the sign going to be out there every day without changing in the slightest?

Yes.

Did she think she was funny?

Yes. Very much so.

Was she in the least bit sorry about it, Seivarden?

Not even a little!

The Forge is open!

1000yearstoolate

"Why would it be getting repetitive? It's not like people can buy it anywhere else."

Tino had been muttering objections to the special being the same as it had been for a couple of Mondays now. Not that Seivarden cared about his opinion, but at least it deserved a response, even if it was an obvious one.

Tonight's Special
Radchaai arrack

She would probably have to ask Breq for another box soon, even though Monday evenings weren't particularly busy.

[Open and OCD-free]

what_the_shock

It was a nice day out, not too hot or too cold or too windy, and Miguel had mentioned this to a couple people lately, so here he was on the beach with a twelve-pack of craft beer and a case of halfway-decent beer. If people showed up, they'd have a meeting. If nobody else showed up, it'd just be him on the beach with a lot of beer. Win/win, really.

[OOC: If you've ever been to the D&B club, had it mentioned to you, or met Miguel, you've gotten an invite and a note to bring alcohol if you can. If not, feel free to wander by and join in!]

somethingwithturquoise

For the most part, Summer should...probably not be there at the bar right now. She probably should be home and resting, because she's apparently smoked about three days worth of a K-Zak Array in about three hours a few days ago, which would kill most people, but, after a couple days of some pretty gnarly detoxing and resting, she really felt like she was on the mend, and so she was back in Fandom that morning, making jello shots, going to shenanigans, and opening the bar for her usual shift just like any other Wednesday.

The bar that now, apparently, was set up like a control panel on a space ship, complete with steering wheel, so that was super fun to try to figure out while she was still not feeling 100% up to par and still had to contend with the occasional bout of nausea and dizziness from experiencing something that, by this point, most people would have been dead from.

"At least I'm not going to just assume it's a video game," Summer muttered to herself, as she experimentally pushed a button and was pleased to see that that made one of the beer taps flow.

"Now what about this steering wheel?" she wondered, looking over to Tino who had just figured out that a level opened up the ice bin. "Like, what, is the bar going to be the designated driver for everyone tonight?"

She wouldn't put it past Fandom to have randomly turned the bar into an actual spaceship, but an experimental twist of the wheel caused the lightening in the place to switch through the specturum of colors.

"Oooooooooh," said Summer, turning the wheel until she found a nice shade of pink to provide the backlighting for tonight, until she got sick of that and maybe decided to shift it to a nice purple or blue.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
First One Free To All Wednesday Activity Participats!

PB&J
Blackberry Moonshine
Strawberry Ice Cream

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

Today's Special
Radchaai Arrack

"Is this a new thing? Like jello shots on Wednesdays?" Tino asked. "But without effort and talent?"

Seivarden looked at him, eyebrow raised. "No, it's spreading civilisation. What did you think?"

Before any readers get worried, that was sarcasm.

[Open, no OCD]

1000yearstoolate

In the afternoon, Seivarden took Issa to the park. It seemed like the cat had lost interest in climbing trees when she finally had mastered the skill, and now she preferred chasing the ducks, which she luckily yet had to get good at. Flamingos didn't exist.

She filled her mug with tea from the flask she had brought and leaned back on the bench, eyes on the cat. Yesterday she had gone to Nina's birthday party, mostly because her temporary roommate had worked so hard to arrange it. She didn't know Nina, and it felt like a long time ago since she had been an annoying student in her class, mostly because if felt like long ago since she had taught that class.

The other reason for going was distraction from Breq's absence. Seivarden sipped her tea and watched Issa standing at the edge of the pond, making noises at the ducks beyond her reach.

When Breq was here it was just the two of them, like it had been before they had gone to Athoek, when she had still tried to be useful so that Breq would let her stay, when she had still had just a little hope that she could be something more to her.

Seivarden cringed at the memory of offering to be that.

When Breq was in Fandom, there were just the two of them, no Ship, no real reason for Seivarden to be the go-between. Still, she did come to visit, had conversations, joined Seivarden in things she wanted to do, let her make her tea and slept in her bed. The least loved of the three of them, Breq, Mercy of Kalr and herself, it gave Seivarden some hope that things wouldn't change, because in this case, change could only be a bad thing. She had never been a favourite officer of any ship.

Her thoughts weren't about feeling sorry for herself, things had been worse, had been a lot worse. But Breq had asked her, back on Athoek, over tea, what she wanted to do in the future. And Seivarden had thought about it, and realised she didn't know. Well, she might want a child at some point, she had told Breq that, but most of all she didn't want things to change, she hadn't told Breq that, because changes would inevitably happen. And now she was here, her life on hold while things fast-forwarded back home, and she wondered if Breq realised that.

No, she hadn't told Breq that, because Breq would have pointed out what Seivarden already knew. She also was feeling a little bit sorry for herself, but it was just a little bit.

She took another sip of tea. The cat was still sitting at the edge of the pond. Seivarden suddenly smiled, the song Breq used to sing coming to mind.

My heart is a fish

Hiding in the water-grass

In the green, in the green.

Were there fish in the pond? Seivarden assumed so. Soon she would have to get Issa away from the pond or the cat would fall in.

[Open]

somethingwithturquoise

Thanks to Apu and the very nice card that he'd gotten the whole T&C crew to sign and some flowers that she could only assumed he'd picked up last minute when he went to Covent to get Astrid's signature, Summer knew it was, apparently, World Redhead Day (which she figured would have just been St. Patrick's, but okay). And while she didn't usually buy into all that crap that she was pretty sure he just made up, she also wasn't usually staring down the barrel of a long weekend of forced family camping, either, so, you know what? Yeah. They were totally celebrating World Redhead Day at Caritas that Wednesday because this redhead was going to need it to survive her upcoming weekend.

Probably.

Actually, there was a good chance she'd need a lot more to survive this weekend, knowing her family, but...

Celebrate World Redhead Day!
Buy your bartender a jello shot!

Cherry Bomb
Watermelon Basil Martini
Cinnamon Red Hots
S'mores

First One Free to All Wednesday Activity Participants, too!

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

"What do you mean 'not enough variation'? Most people here hasn't even tried arrack."

The argument with Tino went on for a bit, but Seivarden was still in a good mood. Breq was visiting, after all.

Today's special
Radchaai arrack

Mondays were usually quiet, the bottles she had left might last for another couple of weeks.

[Open and OCD-free]

somethingwithturquoise

There was still no band at Caritas that night, which was a little weird, but not as weird as Tino acting, like, super sus about it, and being--

--actually, you know what? No, Tino was just always kind of like that, wasn't he, and Summer shouldn't really read too much into it, and she just hoped that, whatever the band was up to, that it didn't involve more steel drums. Maybe they were all inspired by the drummer's vacay to Jamaica and decided to take one all together. Maybe they were on a cruise. She was pretty sure she saw a terrible horror movie about that once!

Either way, it wasn't that hard to set it up to just put some music on through her phone, but it was a little weird how used to you got to them just being a part of the scenery until they were gone.

Ohgod, what if one of them went to Scotland? What if one of them came back with bagpipes? Summer did not think she could deal.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free for all Wednesday Activity Participants!

Fuck Yeah Rainbows!
Spicy Bloody Mary
Dragon Flowers
Mayonnaise
(That's it. That's the whole shot)

Caritas is open!

1000yearstoolate

Since last week's special had been a success and she still had a few bottles left, Seivarden saw no reason to come up with a new special for tonight.

Tonight's Special
Radchaai arrack

Tino seemed to have anticipated this, since he had brought a pair of gloves. Seivarden wasn't sure whether to interpret this as mocking or as an attempt to come across as civilised, but she gave him a compliment on his choice of colour in a tone that meant it could be interpreted as either politeness or an insult. Tino seemed flattered. Seivarden resisted the urge to facepalm.

[Open!]

somethingwithturquoise

When Summer got into the bar, she was feeling a little sad that she didn't actually go with a whole summer theme for her jello shots that day, because apparently one of the zombies had gone on vacation to Jamaica this last week, had gotten himself a steel drum, and was suuuuper into it. And, honestly? Once Summer realized that what they were playing were just steel drum versions of popular songs, she was pretty down with it, too.

And, really, she hadn't realized that the zombies even ever took vacations, and you know what? Good for them.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free for all Wednesday Activity Participants!

Gummy Bear
Jolly Rancher
Reese's Peanut Butter Cup
Cookies'n'Creme
Tuna and Pulled Pork ~TOGETHER~

Look. Summer promised Stark candy jello shots to make up for the layered tuna and pulled pork one; Stark was gonna get candy jello shots to make up for the layered tuna and pulled pork one!

Caritas is open!

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