can_has_vodka: (wandering)
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 [Arkady can't sleep, so she's in the Pub late, mixing drinks and then teleporting them over to the tables. She's still having trouble walking more than a few steps, and leans on whatever is nearby when she stands. For once her exhaustion and stress is as plain on her face as the bruises against her pale skin.]

Date: 2012-08-22 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] sharpsuitfluffytail
[Monochrome suit, not bothering with the tie for once though he still drapes the jacket over his shoulders. It just fit the ensemble. He arrives soon after Lore and waits outside the door.] ... This one of those warden-only things like the lab?

Date: 2012-08-22 06:22 am (UTC)
substandard_parts: (13)
From: [personal profile] substandard_parts
Yes, but I'll ask this time. [He taps his knuckles on the door, grinning widely.] Miss, would you mind if we came in? It's Lore and Dr. Kozak.

[What? Politeness went a long way when you needed it.]

Date: 2012-08-22 06:49 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] sharpsuitfluffytail
[First time here, he looks like a tourist. Cool place. He shakes his head at her question with a pleasant smile.]

No thanks, Miss Arkady. Pain is suppressed for now. Drinking for flavor mostly.

[Takes him a few moments to choose his seat because the teleportation is distracting. It's like shining a laser by a kitten. ... Oh, right, seats. He'll just follow Lore's lead on that.]

Date: 2012-08-22 07:02 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] substandard_parts
Drinking for flavor myself. Very astute of you to ask. [Lore, however, walks around with no trepidation and all the confidence in the world. He goes over to one of the stools and suavely pushes it out just the right distance with his foot, before hopping up onto one of his own and leaning lazily with his elbow on the counter.]

One of those days, you know. We just need a good place to unwind. Is there anything decent on the jukebox over there? [He thumbs over his shoulder.]
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Date: 2012-08-22 02:49 pm (UTC)
trenchcoatedly: ✪<lj user=palejewels> (Default)
From: [personal profile] trenchcoatedly
[He senses Arkady suddenly - like a flicker - and is concerned. So, he does what any sensible person would do: repot some cala lillies and bring them up to her. When he sees her staggering, though, he puts the pot down and hurries over to help her up. He's got a grip like a vice.]

You're ill. From the port?

Date: 2012-08-23 12:52 am (UTC)
trenchcoatedly: ✪<lj user=iconsbyfaith> (power † the end)
From: [personal profile] trenchcoatedly
[He helps her to where-ever it is she's going - though a chair is probably the smartest idea at this point - and looks down at the leg in question.]

Though I don't know how my might would interact with you, I'm a very capable healer.

A cane would be an interesting accessory.

Date: 2012-08-23 02:56 pm (UTC)
trenchcoatedly: ✪<lj user=tsavorite_icons> (power † the angel of thursdays)
From: [personal profile] trenchcoatedly
Perhaps you could get a large amethyst on the top, and some strong kind of wood - oak, perhaps. I understand many canes are built like this.

[He kneels down, running his hands gently over Arkady's knee. His skin is oddly warm to the touch. He presses one hand to her kneecap and closes his eyes. There's a soft glow from his hand, and a really lovely warmth in her knee, and bam! healed! as much as you want of course.]

That should be better.

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Date: 2012-08-23 12:17 am (UTC)
hungryanhorny: (repeat that for me?)
From: [personal profile] hungryanhorny
Faith is eyeing her partner in bar tending pretty fierce, watching from the corner of her eye as Arkady works one drink and then another.]

You wanna tell me what's going on?

Date: 2012-08-25 09:06 am (UTC)
hungryanhorny: (repeat that for me?)
From: [personal profile] hungryanhorny
Guess I missed that one.


You got a reason I shouldn't be? [Other than survivors guilt?]

Date: 2012-08-25 11:45 pm (UTC)
hungryanhorny: (repeat that for me?)
From: [personal profile] hungryanhorny
Guessing you got an idea?

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Date: 2012-08-23 04:44 am (UTC)
surrenders: (Default)
From: [personal profile] surrenders
[She's wandered up, since she didn't want to call and she didn't want to think hard in case something unwanted got sent along, but she hasn't seen her. And now that she has, she can tell someone's trying to do too much. But that isn't how she leads off.]

You guys are still up?

Date: 2012-08-24 03:10 am (UTC)
surrenders: (Default)
From: [personal profile] surrenders
Wanted to see how you were. [She's seeing it, and what might have gotten her that way, and grabs her hands together under the bar to keep under control.] Something easy.

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Date: 2012-08-24 01:27 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] burnmythoughts
[The bar wouldn't usually be Jean's first choice, but Arkady had invited her, so she peeks in. Her movements remain a bit stiff and slow, several bandages still bulging beneath her clothes.]

You didn't want to sleep either?

Date: 2012-08-26 03:46 am (UTC)
trenchcoatedly: ✪<lj user=palejewels> (Default)
From: [personal profile] trenchcoatedly
It's a.... very difficult job.

Something new? I very much liked the julep from last time.

Date: 2012-08-27 02:55 pm (UTC)
trenchcoatedly: ✪<lj user=bmshipper-arts> (thinking † an unjust path is unwise)
From: [personal profile] trenchcoatedly
That sounds fine. What's in it?

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