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@lochthekee-blog
@rizashea
“Pfft, gosh, you want some cherries to go with that condescending attitude?”
“Only kidding, of course. I suppose when I’m your age, things wont be that fun anymore.”
"Love, t’at’s not even remotely close ta condescension. But ah won’ say no ta cherries. Oh, ah have plenty fun -- jus’ in very different venues.”
@artemis-price
“Amused? That’s a first.”
"’s a lot better t’an waitin’ aroun’ fer a man ta come an’ save me. Ah almost welcome t’idea -- might be fun showin’ t’em how wrong ‘t was ta try.”
@vanzcannon
“Wow that’s an accent.”
“I hear kids today are using a thing called Google. You can even do it on your phone. I found a couple venues. Nothing I care about playing in them, but I’d take suggestions if anyone had them. I’m Vanz. Don’t think we’ve met yet, have we?”
"’t is. Ah heard t’at’ some people ‘ave t’em, on t’rarest o’ occasions. Oh, don’ mind me -- ‘m too old, clearly, ta understand all o’ t’at’ fancy mumbo jumbo wit’ t’phones. ‘s more like ... ah don’ have t’time ta be searchin’ around fer t’bands ah enjoy an’ t’venues. No, lad, we haven’ met. T’names Caoimhe, but ah prefer Kee jus’ t’same.”
@kaiyalee
“Isn’t just across the lake better than the first stop being right next door or someplace where you’ve already been. Where are you from anyway?”
"Ah mean ... t’at’s t’point. England ‘s right next door ta Ireland. Literally neighbors. Jus’ a lake ta separate.”
@rizashea
“Aw, Caoimhe sounds pretty, though.”
“Alright, Kee it is. Riza is short for Marisa, so I suppose we all prefer our nicknames. You want another one of those?”
“Ah would be absolutely delighted ta ‘ave another. Ah suppose t’at means, ‘f yer jus’ old enough ta buy here, yer not quite t’legal age ‘n t’States? Ah remember when ah was t’at young. All brigh’ eyed an’ bushy-tailed.”
@rizashea
“You’re a weird one, aren’t you?” Riza commented heartily before shooting her whiskey. She grimaced, cleared her throat and shook her head.
“But you know what? I like you! I’m Riza. Nice to meet you.”
"Ah prefer t’term eccentric. ‘t covers all o’ t’bases at once.” The double went back entirely in the second go, no grimace of her own to mark its trail, just a sign of familiarity with the beverage. “Caoimhe. But ah prefer Kee, ‘f ‘s all jus’ t’same.”
@rizashea
“Belfast, huh? I haven’t got a clue anything about Belfast–shit I don’t know anything besides New York. I got a friend from Dublin, though, but he still talks a lot less like he’s got marbles in his mouth.”
“Here’s your whiskey, here’s mine, here’s to free traveling around the world, right?” She raised her shot in toast, grinning.
“T’at’s cause Cork ‘s more like t’country. Not a clue abou’ t’goings on ‘n Belfast, love? Jus’ t’same. Maybe you’ll find ou’ ‘f we head back over t’lake. ‘Til t’at time ...” Kee narrowed her eyes, a sick little smirk tilting the corners of her lips as if she knew the secret to the world with it. Nodding her head in the toast and offering a soft aye, the Irish woman drank.
Anyone tried checking out anything on the music scene?
We’re in London, there’s gotta be some concerts around here somewhere right?
“Admittedly ‘s not somethin’ t’at ah thought ta do. Ah don’ t’ink ah would know how ta go abou’ findin’ t’at kind o’ shite out, ‘f ‘m bein’ honest.”
@rizashea
“Oh, no, baby, you’re thinking of White America with that description. Do I look like White America?”
Riza tried her own attempt, “Ah don’ think ‘lil Miss Ireland would las’ much ahround where m’from.” It came out sounding more Kentucky than Irish, but she didn’t have much to work off. “Don’t be sensitive, I can’t understand half of London either. I don’t get out my house much.”
“Y’ave ta forgive me, love. Ah can only go by wha’ t’telly shows, an’ t’at’s white America. Also, t’at’s not quite righ’, ‘s ‘t? Y’can try again when ya ‘ave a few drinks in yer system, ‘f t’at’s wha tickles ya. Love, ah may ‘ave been born in Cork, but most o’ me life ‘as been spent in an’ around Belfast, if y’get me drift. Pretty sure ah could last anywhere t’at t’States t’ink ‘s tough enough wit’ out worries.”
@rizashea
“Uhhh…huh, right.”
“Bartender, you heard the lady. So where are you from? Ireland? I recognize the accent, but yours is just crazy fucking thick and I can’t…decipher any of it.”
“Are y’really gonna jus’ nod an’ agree wit’ everythin’ t’at ah say? S’not t’at hard ta figure ‘t out, lass. Lemme try me hand at a good ol’ American drawl fer ya.” Kee cleared her throat and wet her lips with the tip of her tongue, face concentrating into some skewed expression, “Hello. I am from America. I sound like every person on a newscast overseas. I have no discernible accent and I enjoy pumpkin lattes at Starbucks every afternoon in my furry boots. How’s t’at?”
@rizashea
“I haven’t got a single clue what the hell you just said to me, but I’m gonna assume it’s not an insult. So, then, order your drink and I’ll pay!”
“Ah could go on an’ on abou’ how ‘s rude t’at y’said t’at but why would ah get into ‘t when ah could jus’ use ‘t ta me advantage at a date later ta be determined? Excellent. Hope y’don’ mind ‘f ah have ah whiskey double, neat.”
@dakotabranstorm:
“What’s the problem with England being our first stop? It’s not like it’ll be our only stop, so you can’t complain about it. Just means it’s an easy start for you – and if you don’t find it engaging, just get drunk until it’s over.”
"Who said t’ere was ah problem, lass? Comin’ off as a little volatile at t’nuts, don’ y’t’ink? Someone ‘s bound ta find t’act less t’an adorable. Sounds ta me like you need ah stiff one -- an’ t’at’s not necessarily countin’ jus’ liquor.”
“Even though this is kinda awesome, I’m honestly still waiting for this to turn into Taken. Pretty sure I’m not the only one either.”
“Wouldn’ t’at be an experience? Ah wouldn’ be too turned off ta t’idea o’ ‘t ... at least ah know i’d be amused.”
“When they say ‘free of cost,’ does that include shopping as well?”
“Come now, don’ be all honest ‘bout ‘t. Jus’ take what y’can’ afford.”
“Hey, it’s your lucky day! Just for sitting down next to me, I’m buying you a drink. I can legally drink here! This is fucking awesome.”
“Ah can safely say t’at ‘ve never experienced someone so ... excited ta purchase liquor before. Ah suppose ah got a wee bit giddy when ah was around yer age but -- t’at was so many moons ago. Ah forgot t’feelin’. So sure, lass ... buy away.”
My starter isn’t showing up in the tag quite yet, but I’m here!
My muse tonight is more with Kee than Jack, but I’m working on his replies slowly. Let me know if you’d like to plot (:
