unheiring: (If We Don't Believe)
unheiring ([personal profile] unheiring) wrote in [community profile] sticksandbones2024-04-02 02:09 pm

I Never Will Play the Wild Rover No More

Who: Luca Aurelius and YOU
What: It's a bar log. For all your drinking needs. Make your own top-levels and have your own bar-related fun here.
When: End of March up to just before the event
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.


It sure has been a month, hasn't it? And it's probably been made all the worse by the fact that Luca has been keeping the bar closed more often than not. Someone's had a lot on his mind, you see. Even when the bar has been open, Luca's presence has been missing, with only the spirit to tend to any, well... spirits you might have needed! There's no stew over the fire, or anything like that. It's great for drinking, but not much else.

But he can only wallow in misery for so long. And by that, we mean deal with the spirit occupying his walls, staring at him somberly every time he refuses to open the doors.

So, finally, toward the end of March, the doors to the bar open. One night at first. Then a second. By the third, it's the longest stretch they've stayed open since everything went to shit! Moreover, a pot of stew always seems to be brewing, a fresh deck of cards has been laid out on the table, and a new, makeshift dartboard has been prepared.

Well. If ever there's been a time to party, it's now. Grab your alcohol from your host, or do your own thing. It's about time the Grove got to relax.

soundsurfing: (A self-inflicted murder)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-02 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[ He stares at his beer for a moment, frowning harder. ]

Be careful, aight? You weren't here when the Grove was attacked, but Gramps was. I know he knows how dangerous that shit is, but I also know he... ya know, is Gramps.
winterfrosting: (3)

[personal profile] winterfrosting 2024-04-02 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[he nods. Yeah, he knows]

Pure Vanilla... is a very intelligent and wise cookie. But he also has very little care for himself. I have been protecting him since we were young- I will not let him fall.

['again' is unspoken]
soundsurfing: (One thing you never seem to learn)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-02 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The look Beat gives the man is approving, and he nods. Good. But also.

Heh.

He knows declarations like that. He's shockingly emotionally intelligent. So he sips his beer and grins around it. ]


Yer a good dude, yo, but I think you should tell him upright.

[ He's not saying what Dark Cacao might be thinking. ]
winterfrosting: (19)

[personal profile] winterfrosting 2024-04-02 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
...?

[he literally grunts in confusion, taking another drink to hide his expression]
soundsurfing: (I've been walking)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-02 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
That'chu love him, brotha.

[ Have you met Josh, Dark Cacao Cookie? If yes, you will instantly recognize that gremlin grin on Beat's face. ]
winterfrosting: (10)

[personal profile] winterfrosting 2024-04-02 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[He narrows his eyes]

Of course I do, he is my oldest friend.

[Sorry Beat, cookies just declare their love super easy]
soundsurfing: (Thought you could go)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-02 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Silence for a moment, Beat squinting.

... Oh my god, don't tell him. ]


Yo, you Cookies all the same. Not like, friend love, but like. Hey, I wanna b- wait yer a Cookie you prolly dunno that term. Uh. Yo, I wanna kiss you stupid, love.
winterfrosting: (32)

[personal profile] winterfrosting 2024-04-02 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[That narrowed look maintains, and Cacao takes another drink. But something in the air changes. A kind of dangerous tension.

A warning that maybe, maybe, Beat shouldn't pursue this]


You should not probe things you lack the context for, Beat.
soundsurfing: (You know it could be worse)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-02 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oooohoho, damn, okay. He raises his hands in defeat, backing down. ]

Aight, Pops, aight, you right. I won't say shit no more, I ain't got a right.

[ There's either some deep repression here or some other shit, and he will yell mentally at Josh all about it, giiiiiiiiiiirl listen! ]
winterfrosting: (48)

[personal profile] winterfrosting 2024-04-02 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[And that tension fades almost instantly. Cacao nods and puts his beer down. That's enough of that tonight. He does not what to do anything foolish]

Regardless. I noticed your form changed. Is that from the corruption?
soundsurfing: (To play it safe)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-02 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Whew. He's glad, he didn't want to end up sworded. The question makes him grin and flex. ]

This is how I really look, yo! I shoulda been able to turn human during the day, cause that's what Werewolves is. Wolf at night, human durin' day. But the sun here fake as fuck, so it weren't working. But Yiddler - she the trade lady, yo - helped me get it back!
winterfrosting: (43)

[personal profile] winterfrosting 2024-04-03 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
Fake? Ah, the fake sun god has literally become the sun.

[He scowls, but not at Beat this time. He wonders if he could solve this issue the same way he did last time there was an issue with the sky.

You'd be surprised how much you can fixed with a sword]
soundsurfing: (You can be sure that I won't fall)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-03 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Ye, somethin' like that. There was two'a them an' the second one went fuckin' psycho an' killed his sister an' took over. Bitch up there fake. Fake as shit.

[ Sir you cleave the sun............... Beat would pay to see it. He sighs instead and downs his beer, licking his lips and making a face. Ugh. ]

But we workin' on it! Gonna get the real Sun back up there, gonna fix the Moon, gonna punch a bitch in the face! Save the world typa shit! Ya know?
winterfrosting: (3)

[personal profile] winterfrosting 2024-04-04 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
I do, in fact, know. It is hopefully as simple as you make it sound.
soundsurfing: (To play it safe)

[personal profile] soundsurfing 2024-04-04 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Thoughtchu would. An' it prolly ain't but I ain't gonna think 'bout it bein' worse. Then you spiral an' yer brain goes stupid, so fuck that.