#everydayisanight

[sparklingvexation]

@everydayisanight

Perhaps you wouldn't think it, but Haru could hold his alcohol very well. However, what he couldn't do well was keep track of his tab. At the very least he had stopped once he realized he lost track of how many drinks he had.

"So..."

"I totally forgot how much I've drank just now...but I know that I can't afford it either...!"

"Man...I'm not even drunk or anything..!"

[computerqueen]

* Thank You

Queen accepts the battery daiquiri, then takes a sip from the glass. It passes her taste test, then she sighs contently, pleased to have a break from the desert heat.

* You Know I Have To Say * There Aren't Many (Organic) Lightners Who Know How To Mix Drinks For Machines * Where Is Your Experience From? * Ro(b)ot Beer Tapper? LMAO

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[warmandroid]

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▣ "I am indeed allowed to drink. Father let me have alcohol. Its flavour was... unique."

[wickedwuxian]

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Wei Wuxian was facing some serious emotional whiplash right now-- no, spiritual, even! He had this great and big unrecognizable city to explore after having been dead for thirteen years... There was a lot to process, and he didn't know where to start. So, he didn't! Right now, he was wholeheartedly occupied with a cat that he had seen padding around by itself. There was no harm in crouching down to greet it, maybe play with it, he thought-- until he had waved the sleeves of his robes in front of it's face, now struggling to get claws unhooked from his sleeve. "Hey, hey! Little guy, can't you just let go? Please? If you rip this, I'll be walking around in tattered clothing for who knows how long!" He pleaded with the cat, speaking to it as if the small creature could understand his every word.

What did not occur to him, however, was that the cat could possibly have an owner... One that was probably looking for him right now!

[thiefcure]

@everydayisanight ✦ moonshade pt1

✦ "At the risk of sounding rude, this would be easier if you had some way of defending yourself." Luluka said softly as she kicked a crowbar towards the woman to use as a weapon. It wasn't said to mock her or complain, she was just speaking the objective truth about their situation.

She had already taken down one by herself and it looked like they were in the clear, but if there were two or more? It would be tricky.

"It would probably be for the best to stick to the shadow for the time being. At least unless we can meet up with another group."

[sacristia]

Luka had wandered into this... establishment, quite early on in the night. Who knew why— maybe he simply needed a place to sit and this was the first door that opened. So he'd walked up to the bar and sat. Swiveling on his chair here and there, fiddling with something in his hands. It looked like he was holding... a Rubik's Cube. But... One of the squares was missing?

It'd been 'solved' for a while now. It only took him a few moments, yet he stared down at it, entirely displeased. It can't truly be solved without that final square. It bothered him. Well, regardless— he'd been in this bar for hours tonight and not ordered a single thing. He had actually scared off a couple people already by staring at them for 15 minutes straight. Someone's gonna have to tell this man to order something or leave. @everydayisanight

[thrillingtremors]

@everydayisanight // starter call.

the notepad danny's brought with him to the bar is partly for show, partly in the very real hope that he comes up with a solution to the ache in his chest that shouldn't have become a problem for quite some time. he's in no position to be writing new stories when he still knows so little about the island beyond murmurings and rumors - and neither of those are useful to him.

he's barely touched his whiskey, free hand instead rapping quietly on the countertop as he calmly swallows down the phantom sensation of bile in his throat, whilst the other hand scribbles freely in borderline illegible script. he doesn't notice the woman at the bar approaching, probably just to check on his barely-nursed drink.

'huh?' for a moment, he forgets himself, giving the bartender a thousand-yard stare, a momentary rage threatening to overwhelm him from within unprompted. then, faster than a camera's flash going off, he's smiling warmly - it even reaches his eyes. it's almost believable for anyone who hadn't just seen the dead-eyed stare just moments before. 'sorry, did you want me to move? figure you probably want paying customers at the bar, and i suppose i'm a little broke at the moment.'

[puppetsheart]

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人形 - "Seriously? Why is there always a problem when I come by this place? Do dangerous people just have it out for you or something?" It was well past closing time, but Wanderer stood outside of the place that Jill worked at with his boot in the back of a man with a dropped knife a few feet away from where he had fallen.

"Maybe you should hire a bodyguard at this rate? Or think about working somewhere safer?"