For lastvoyages Fifteenth Vision (video+pubspam)

[can_has_vodka]

 Hello loves!

[Arkady appears on screen in a straw hat decorated with peacock feathers, with a fake mustache made of the same feathers held to her upper lip.]

A very clever fellow I met recently posed the question: why is there no live music in the pub? Perhaps we can fix this. Do we have any musicians on board whom I can lure out of the closet?

[spam for pub]
[Arkady is humming as she wanders around, putting single daisies in bud vases on the tables between serving drinks. She seems just a little dreamy and spaced out, and teleports more than usual to get around the room, forgetting herself. La la la...]

Comments

[video]

[huge_egomd]

I am truly sorry I missed the chance to see you as a bar wench.

But I did manage to get thrown out of one tavern. [Yes, he does sound pleased by that accomplishment.]

Re: Video:

[acid_rayne]

I think most of us here can relate.

[sharpememory]

Do we have anyone who can play decent live music?

Pubspam

[umgekehrt]

Some of their folk are odd about sex and more's the shame... I don't know that you aren't more in his sphere than most of us.

Incidentally, I hope that young lady wasn't cherishing any illusions that her employer didn't know precisely what she was up to with that Scotch eccentric.

[captain_jtkirk]

That is truly an amazing stache.

[championoftime]

What? No. You a pest? Never. My judge of pestiness might be slightly askew but I would- Well, you're hardly-

That is to say it's all right? I suppose.

[Pubspammm]

[grand_lotus]

[Iroh makes his way in quietly enough, making no attempt to attract Arkady's attention, installing himself in a corner rather than going to the bar for his customary order of ginseng tea or (less often) rice wine - because tonight he's here equipped with a Chinese lute for a slightly different purpose. He only takes a moment to tune up before starting to play sedately.]

[video]

[can_has_vodka]

The Rhode Island Red rooster is known to kill medium sized dogs in defense of his flock. Yes, I wanted badass rooster. No one expects a chicken dinner to attack them.

[video]

[can_has_vodka]

So rowdiness, but no death? That's a good one. I just loved being part of a good team. Stildyne was a decent fellow in that incarnation too. Though of course, he is always grouchy and blunt on the surface. But as you've probably figured, I'm used to that.

[video]

[maybebatman]

Remind me to never piss you off. I'd hate to have an attack rooster on my tail.

Video

[can_has_vodka]

You remind me of Kait. Except blessedly more stable. Just something I thought of.

[video]

[can_has_vodka]

Oh, we'll likely differ in opinion enough to argue at some point, but Bertie only goes on physical threats anyway. Or shiny things.

[can_has_vodka]

Oh Doctor. [There's a note of reassurance in her tone. But then comes a little giggle that sounds terribly suspect.]

Just say where and I'll be by once I've set up someone to spell me at the pub.

[video]

[maybebatman]

Or tail feathers.

Pubspam

[can_has_vodka]

I understand. I suppose I never get in a bundle about sex. For one thing, my mind was connected with about eleven others, and once we hit fifteen, that was rather it. Constant thoughts and images and sensations intruding. One of us got so grumpy about it that he put on a tinfoil helmet.

[She blinks, and then a torrent of giggles.] Oh, she and I both should have guessed. He was terribly good at looking after his crew.

[can_has_vodka]

I intend to keep looking! And if that doesn't work I'll bloody well learn to play myself. I'm not going anywhere.

[can_has_vodka]

Thank you! Now I have to just get McCoy to glue it on for me. I am imagining the face he is going to make. Can you imagine it? Hee hee....

[video]

[huge_egomd]

I like to think of it as swashbuckling, but yeah, that's the general idea.

Are you implying I have a tendency toward grouchiness? [Well, of course you are, and he knows he is.] Chief's not a bad guy. He helped me out with a small problem.

[Pubspammm]

[can_has_vodka]

[When she is done with her rounds, she gets a teapot heating in case he gets thirsty and sits nearby to listen. This is more of what she's used to back home: one fellow volunteering his time and music for the other.

[Pubspammm]

[grand_lotus]

[Although not as comfortable as he is with the tsungi horn, he's experienced enough with the instrument that something slow and simple doesn't demand his full attention; when he becomes aware that the movements around the pub have slowed, he looks up to see her sitting close by and smiles.]

Pubspam

[umgekehrt]

There's a gentle on Ragnarok with similar tolerance-- by telepathy, just the gossip circles of a static crew on long assignment together. Wheatfields. They'd have gotten along.

I'm pleased that didn't change, that he looked out for his folk. Less pleased about other changes. But folk look after me, too, and it's all right.

[championoftime]

[There's a long awkward silence.

Pause pause pause.]

I'm deciding.

[He can't decide on where and is waffling.] Deeeeeeeeeeck NO! The CES.

[video]

[can_has_vodka]

Peacocks dress like seventies pimps anyway. They have to expect other birds to start to take offense.

[video]

[can_has_vodka]

Compared to our gardener and watchman back home, for example, you are actually positively charming. It's a bit of a continuum.

Chief's an asset to this crew, just as he was an asset to that one. I introduced him to Turkish Coffee. Have you had?

[video]

[maybebatman]

These are dangerous times, when a peacock can't go about his day without being assaulted by a fashion vigilante.