Drinks Are On Me (Bar Log)

[unheiring]

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.]

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[tempurahair]

[Kyojuro Rengoku tends to avoid alcohol. By default, that also means he tends to avoid establishments that exclusively serve it. But since Luca apparently prides himself on also serving a wide array of food? Of course Kyojuro shows up. And, well, um. Hope you served yourself before he got there, because he's grabbing plate after plate of various meats and vegetables.

(Yes, Luca's eyebrow twitches every time.)

After several hours of gorging himself, and when the next patron decides to enter the bar, they will surely feel a rush of wind over their head. A crow coasts in, alighting on Kyojuro's shoulder.]

Demon! Demon! There is a demon in the grove! Upper Moon Three has been spotted in the village

[This uh... This has been happening for quite awhile now. He's still trying to get Kaname used to it. Unfortunately, the ruckus might disturb some of the fun for awhile. Don't worry about it too much!

But hey! The fact that he doesn't drink, he still finds a way to enjoy himself. He picks up the strange jug of wine and does his best to try and keep it from spilling. It does. Every single time. It's a good thing his uniform is dark and his haori is out of the way, because otherwise he would be stained.

And no, he doesn't stop laughing the entire time. He keeps trying and trying. And when he finally tires of the jug, he moves on to throwing darts. Or trying. His depth perception is still a little off, and after throwing wide enough to nearly take out someone else's eye, he decides to retire back to his seat.

And eat a second fifth helping while he's at it.]

[bluebasketballed]

[upper moon three has been spotted outside the watchtower bar. framed by the open window closest to kyojuro, in fact. his eyes, glinting in the center hearth's firelight, narrow at kaname.]

I can hear your flying rat across the entire town.

[tempurahair]

[If you can believe it, Kyojuro manages to look sheepish, even downright ashamed. Though he lays a hand on Kaname's head (the crow puffs up as soon as he catches sight of the demon), his own gaze remains on the demon. The apologies are written plainly on his face.]

He will settle soon enough. Until then, I apologize for the fuss. I... [He lowers his voice.] Did not intend to make your identity so clear to the other residents.

[bluebasketballed]

[why does kyojuro keep surprising him? he can't help recalling the jokes about his apparent baby face, and only that makes him snap his parted lips shut. he crosses his arms and glares off to the side, not at all helping the appearance of a grumpy teenager.]

Tch. Don't apologize to me. I already said I was a demon in those notebooks, and I doubt "Upper Moon" means anything to these people.

[tempurahair]

[Well, since Akaza isn't immediately storming off, and because Kyojuro doesn't want to speak loudly (or. louder than his usually boom) and disturb the others, he's just going to carefully drag his table and chair all the way up to the window. Yes it whines and groans. Yes, Luca is plotting to murder this man.

He remembers what Akaza had said about food the other night. It only makes sense that he would want to avoid a glut of additional scents. Kyojuro's happy to meet in the middle about it.

Though, he supposes Akaza will have to deal with Kyojuro's own meal. Oh well.]

Then I rescind my apologies going forth! [He flashes a grin at Akaza.] Nevertheless, if I were sorry, I would insist that regardless of whether or not anyone recognizes it, it's still your business to share on your own time!

[bladeascent]

[Free drinks all month sounds a little crazy. The state of this place's economy is still lost on Vildred's rich boy ass — shells seem hard to come by so why would you give away things for free that's insane. Power to you for helping the poor and all.

So, now that Vildred has convinced himself the bar is doing well-needed charity work, he will be leaving a very hefty tip in the tip jar. It's the least he can do :) you're welcome :) He wishes you all would use gold like normal people but that's ok :)

He supposes... he is the poor being helped right now but still, he will not take advantage of this! There are people worse off in the world! Some guy at the table nearby is eating so much food that Vildred is legitimately concerned he might've been starving to death!

A n y w a y

After making a large donation of shells, he'll put himself at the centre of the nearest crowd. Hi! There is now a man here and he's talking to you with a mug of ale in his hand, easily striking up a conversation even if he doesn't know your name yet.]

What did you do before you arrived here?

[Icebreaker questions, y'know, but not the fucking insane ones that were asked the other day via notebook.]

[bluebasketballed]

[oh, akaza's eyes snap to the bartender for just a second so he can glare violent, bloody death at him. his demon slayer to maim, thank you very much.

when he looks back to kyojuro and the closer table and food, his nose scrunches up a little, but he doesn't complain.]

And like I said, I did share it of my own accord. Still, you might want to consider tying that thing's beak shut. [a single blue finger points in accusation at the poor crow.]

[tempurahair]

[For only the second time since their mutual arrival, Kyojuro lashes out at Akaza. Teasingly, mind you, but a swat to the hand is still a swat to the hand. He gives a stern look to the demon, an expression that's belied by the mirth dancing in his eyes.]

You will do no such thing. Kaname is a dear friend to me! He only means well!

[Unless Akaza tries to press the offensive, though, Kyojuro leans back in his seat, contented.

... Mostly contented. He does go back to eating, though.]

[bluebasketballed]

[the corner of akaza's mouth curls up immediately upon him being smacked. so, all he has to do to get kyojuro worked up is threaten his bird? he should have known, given the man's enthusiasm for dying to protect those kids.]

Then he should keep it down, unless he wants me to shift my tastes closer to fowl.

[tempurahair]

[He knows that he's played right into Akaza's hand with his "outburst." Not one to be caught on the back foot, though, Kyojuro latches onto those words.]

Oh? Do you crave fowl?

[He spears a piece of Pheasant from his plate. It's a bit strange, eating with western utensils. It feels much less elegant, but he supposes it lends itself well to the effect of jabbing it and holding it through the window and right into Akaza's face.]

Here! For you!!

[cryopathy]

[gods damn it all. of course the night kiera has off is the one that someone dumps every last shell they have to their name into the tip jar.

and then immediately comes strolling over to make small talk with them.]

... I was a jester. [they keep their wine glass in one hand, but the other splays over their head. their fingers wiggle as they half-heartedly do a little jig in their seat.] Tinkle tinkle. [use your imagination for their jester hat please.]

[bluebasketballed]

[goddammit. it seems that yet again, kyojuro has one-upped him -- the smell that close to his face makes akaza grimace like a cat next to a cucumber and reel back from the window.]

Alright, goodbye, freak.

[tempurahair]

[Just as quickly, Kyojuro yanks his hand back, guffawing all the while. He takes the pheasant into his mouth, mutters his delight, before snapping his attention right back to Akaza.]

Leaving so soon? How disappointing!

[bluebasketballed]

[even though he's taken a few steps back, he doesn't move to fully leave. especially not when kyojuro is all but begging on his hands and knees for him to stay.

totally what's happening.]

You're more annoying than the bird.

Another interaction for Vil to flub

[lovelyredthread]

[ For someone who looks so young he is remarkably unbothered by the alcohol and adults drinking it, even if he himself makes no move for any of it.

He gave Luca puppy eyes for a hot chocolate, its fine.

Pav is much more interested in observing the tangle of threads in here. How they interact and weave... he was minding his own business when he happened to catch Vildred's attempts at conversation. ]

I was what Master called a "Messenger of Joy" but most of the time that made me something of a guard and gatekeeper.

[tempurahair]

Yet you continue to wind up in my presence! Are you a moth, drawn to my flame, Akaza?

[Oh, the way his eyes dance. Nothing but absolute whimsy and teasing.]

Perhaps it is only a matter of time, until you enjoy Kaname just as much as you enjoy me!

My god here we go

[tempurahair]

[Kyojuro avoids wrinkling his nose at the scent of alcohol coming off of that mug. This man seems friendly enough, nothing like the man he's used to dealing with. And if they're just making conversation, of course he'll oblige.]

I was a demon slayer, of course! One of the best! [Not one to let the conversation go so easily, he leans in toward Vildred.]

What of you!?

not here but kind of here

[unheiring]

[You're so jealous it makes you look stupid, Kiera.]

[unheiring]

[Luca eyes up that tip and decides... yeah, okay, he can make small talk. He doesn't really need the shells, no one does (hence, y'know, the free liquor), but he'll play up the friendly bartender routine if it gets a bit more coin in his pocket. It's an old habit, and the best way to draw out information.]

I was a bartender, of course. What did you expect?

[bluebasketballed]

I was drawn by your chicken's obnoxious squawking!

[STILL not beating the petulant child allegations.]

What do you think, bird? You wanna be best friends?

[astralprojection]

[Well, he did tell Luca he'd be back, sooo.

He's eyeing that meat with perked ears and a tail twitching with interest, modestly loading his plate (someone tell them to eat more vegetables) before turning around and proceeding to nearly run straight into the nearest person. Oops! Astrid sidesteps as best as he can and holds his plate away to avoid a collision that would cause a mess, looking a tad sheepish.]

Sorry. I didn't spill anything on you, did I?

[divinechains]

[ Ras will be here, mostly because he wants to also be social. He is still learning he is Good To Do So here. People don't know who he is, which makes it prime opportunity to make friends and try to Be Normal. Unfortunately, he does not know how to do that fully, and his mind buzzes with what he "should be" doing. He doesn't know what to expect from himself, though. What do others expect of him? How does he be Person?????

...

He eventually finds himself standing by the food. ]

There is so much different food here? Is that normal? How are we supposed to...

[ Anyway, he's shoving his hand in the stew. ]

[tempurahair]

[Well, it's for the best that he's yelling at the bird, rather than Kyojuro. Because he is far too busy laughing his fool head off.

Kaname, meanwhile, fills in the empty space.]

Crow! Crow!!!!

[As in... not a chicken.]

[tempurahair]

[Kyojuro stares at Ras, then down to his hand. He doesn't thin "oh, that must hurt." He doesn't dare question why the strange man is doing it. He simply takes one look at the pot himself and gleefully shoves his own hand downward.]

Is it quicker to eat this way? Or is it simply more customary?!

[He scoops a handful up for himself and slurps it down.]

[bladeascent]

[metal gear solid "!" noise as Vildred almost launches himself over the table to stop Ras from doing this—]

That'll burn you, be careful. Don't stick your hands in it.

[He has him by the wrist, like, no no no do not do this, the clinic lady is on VACATION what will they do if you burn your HANDS (see ain obviously but still)]