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sticksandbones2025-09-16 05:05 pm
unheiring) wrote in sticksandbones2025-09-16 05:05 pm
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Drinks Are On Me (Bar Log)
Who: Anyone and everyone.
What: It’s a bar log, throw your characters on here.
When: Mid month, during carnival terror.
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol, per usual.
[Life goes on in the Grove. New faces come, and some of them leave before Luca even has the chance to properly get to know them. This month, the memories of everyone's ideal life likely continue to hang over their heads. And that actually sucks, thanks. So Luca makes sure to roll out the proverbial red carpet. Between that and the nightmare that is the carnival, the usual sign outside the bar is quickly updated: Free Drinks all Month
It's worth noting that the usual age restrictions are gone. Anyone is allowed to enter the tavern at this point, though Luca isn't going to be handing out drinks to anyone below 15 (he swears that's normal in Renova). Still, it's probably evident why he's been more amenable to the younger generation. A number of tables have been moved away from one of the walls, and Luca has taken the time to pencil out where a potential open doorway may go eventually. There are even stray papers behind the bar that you might catch sight of — looks like someone's planning an addition.
How interesting!
As usually, Luca puts out plenty of food. Probably more than usual. Is he trying to compete with the carnies by putting out actually edible dishes? Maybe. Enjoy your roast beef, pheasant, and rotating stews, I guess. There's also a cheese plate out this month, strangely absent over the last few. Maybe someone is feeling a little hopeful? Who's to say.
Enjoy your bar log. Drink, have fun, and break things. Luca's not your dad, and his ghost dad will probably just grin from his corner.]
What: It’s a bar log, throw your characters on here.
When: Mid month, during carnival terror.
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol, per usual.
[Life goes on in the Grove. New faces come, and some of them leave before Luca even has the chance to properly get to know them. This month, the memories of everyone's ideal life likely continue to hang over their heads. And that actually sucks, thanks. So Luca makes sure to roll out the proverbial red carpet. Between that and the nightmare that is the carnival, the usual sign outside the bar is quickly updated: Free Drinks all Month
It's worth noting that the usual age restrictions are gone. Anyone is allowed to enter the tavern at this point, though Luca isn't going to be handing out drinks to anyone below 15 (he swears that's normal in Renova). Still, it's probably evident why he's been more amenable to the younger generation. A number of tables have been moved away from one of the walls, and Luca has taken the time to pencil out where a potential open doorway may go eventually. There are even stray papers behind the bar that you might catch sight of — looks like someone's planning an addition.
How interesting!
As usually, Luca puts out plenty of food. Probably more than usual. Is he trying to compete with the carnies by putting out actually edible dishes? Maybe. Enjoy your roast beef, pheasant, and rotating stews, I guess. There's also a cheese plate out this month, strangely absent over the last few. Maybe someone is feeling a little hopeful? Who's to say.
Enjoy your bar log. Drink, have fun, and break things. Luca's not your dad, and his ghost dad will probably just grin from his corner.]
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[She seems intrigued that the inability is apparently mutual, standing as tall as her short legs allow her to. Almost as though she expects that might make a difference in some way.]
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Can you?
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Not yours.
[But normally? Yes. Absolutely. ]
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Perhaps it has to do with the power of my will. We demon slayers are trained to be incredibly resistant, both in body and in mind. Failure to be able to withstand a blood demon art that might twist the mind against you would surely mean death for us!
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Wow! It takes a lot to keep your mind untwisted.
[It's odd to her, but she is impressed by it even if it keeps her guessing.]
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What is your name, my friend?
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[It's at this point that she breaks eye contact, tilting her head so she can butt his face with probably a bit more force than necessary for an affectionate gesture.]
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It's a pleasure, Cy The-One-Who-Sees-Inside. I am Kyojuro Rengoku, former flame hashira of the demon slayer corps!
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That's why my head's so hot.
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I suppose it might be! My family and I have long embodied the spirit and style of flame within our every day lives!
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I want to see.
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[Never mind the fact that it still hurts like nothing else to do. But if Cy insists, he's not going to say no.]
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Next time then.