Seventh Temptation ♆ Where Everybody Knows Your Name [Dictated ]

[putuporshutup]

[Her journal lies open on the bar, familiar sounds filtering through for a moment before she gets a chance to speak. Tinkling ice cubes, vague chatter, liquid pouring, glasses clinking.

Between serving drinks and chatting with her regulars like usual, Meg eventually finds a quiet moment to take a break, sitting down with said journal and addressing everyone.]

Now that everyone's back home or whatever you wanna call it, I thought I should mention that Emma left me the deed to Death Match. I just want everyone to know that I'm not planning on changing a damn thing. Can't promise her cooking, but she did show me a thing or two so I guess I'll just have to do my best.

[She's not trying to get all sappy or anything, but it seems like a lot of people have been needing some comfort lately, with so many leaving, plus whatever the fuck that Ren Faire bullshit was last week. Despite everyone being from different times and places, booze seems to be a fairly universal language, and she wants the regulars to know that Death Match isn't going anywhere.]

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[wishmadeinfire]

So long as you keep up the wine she stocked, I think you can manage fine.

Dictated

[putuporshutup]

Oh trust me, that's a definite priority. Her taste in wine is about the last thing I'm going to let slip away.

Re: Dictated

[wishmadeinfire]

Please do not, as I gave her some of those bottles to stock. It keeps me from having to wish for new glasses every time I wish a drink.

[putuporshutup]

Deal. I'm sure I've seen you around before, but I don't know that we've ever introduced ourselves. I'm Meg.

[wishmadeinfire]

Ah, we might have yes. I am Ashura.

_{[ And yes, he is pronouncing it very closely to the name of the Hindu god of destruction, 'Asura'. ]}

A pleasure to meet one M trusted so well as to give you this place in her stead.

Journal

[dog_eat_dog]

Seriously? Damn. She was alright conversation.

How'd you fare in Florence?

[putuporshutup]

Yeah, she was a great lady.

The castle made me human again, so Florence was pretty much shit. Been there, done that, anyway. How'd you do?

[dog_eat_dog]

Didn't get to know her well enough.

It was shit, but at least it was somewhat like the shit I'm used to. Really fucking glad to have functional clothing back, too.

[putuporshutup]

Tell me about it. The more I did get to know her, the better I wanted to. Can't actually say that about many people here. Although, some of the regulars are kinda growing on me.

Ugh, isn't it awful? I had bigger problems, but those damn ugly dresses were ridiculous. I'm pretty sure the castle dressed me like a prostitute, if I remember correctly. Cas had his hands full looking out for me.

[magnets]

[ Rather than reply by the stupid fuckin' book way of things, Jesse just heads down there himself - hey, it's on his floor, it's close enough. He lingers in the doorway, hands pressed against the door jamb as he leans his way into the room, makes his way over to Meg at the bar with his eyebrows raised. ]

All yours now, huh?

[putuporshutup]

[She looks up and grins when she sees Jesse come in.]

Yeah. Crazy, huh?

[magnets]

So what do ya do from here, huh? Throw some crazy parties? Trash the place and get all the free booze you want?

[ He leans against the bar, a spare spot there where he can fold his arms against the counter. ] And, uh, what's this I'm hearin' about food?

[putuporshutup]

Nah, I'm gonna keep it going. It's only right. That doesn't rule out a few good parties, though.

[She laughs and leans a hip against the bar.]

As far as food? I dunno. Having a reason to do some cooking would be fun. Emma always made these great homemade casseroles and stuff... [She smiles a little to herself.] I guess I was thinking pizza might be fun.

What'll it be today?

[mal_addict]

So you're the new boss huh? Like the not changing things plan. Gods know this place has been through it enough already.

[putuporshutup]

Looks that way. And yeah. I think everyone has had about enough crap for one eternity, but we all know it's not going to stop anytime soon. [She chuckles.] Least I can do is keep the damn bar the same.

[mal_addict]

Sounds like a plan to me. The name's Maladict, I'm your bouncer.

[putuporshutup]

Good to know, although I had a sneaking suspicion. I'm Meg.

[babyaliendaddy]

When we say ... not up to the same standards ... what do you mean?

[putuporshutup]

What, the food? I might not have her touch, but I've got the recipes and nobody's been complaining for the past month or so.

[babyaliendaddy]

Huh.

You need help?

[putuporshutup]

I wouldn't say I need it but I was thinking about trying my hand at something warm and gooey and homemade tonight if you want to join.

dictated

[rightchoices]

Appreciate you keeping it open. It's a nice place.

[putuporshutup]

It is. I'm not exactly the sentimental type, but I wouldn't have the heart to change something that so many people here seem to enjoy.

[rightchoices]

Can I get your name? Not sure I've ran across you yet.

[putuporshutup]

Not sure we have either. I'm Meg. And you?