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.

[putuporshutup]

[Yeah, that doesn't go unnoticed, but she'll just file that away for later.]

Nice to meet you, too. I'm... surprised, to be honest. I mean, we got along great, but I've only been working for her for a little while. Guess I made a lasting impression.

[Oh no. She doesn't sound smug at all.]

[wishmadeinfire]

It can happen. She was a good friend of mine, a confidant you might say. I shall miss her wisdom, even though I number older in years.

[putuporshutup]

I know exactly what you mean. I might have a few centuries on her, but she taught me a thing or two.

[wishmadeinfire]

Ah, so you are another long-lived race. We seem to be gathering more of them.

[putuporshutup]

Eternity, if I can swing it. Didn't know there were so many of us running around here, though.

[wishmadeinfire]

More than I had ever expected. Galadriel, Thorin, Legolas and now you are the only ones I know of potentially older than I.

Journal

[dog_eat_dog]

Seriously? Damn. She was alright conversation.

How'd you fare in Florence?

[putuporshutup]

Pretty sure Castiel and Crowley have us all beat.

[wishmadeinfire]

Oh, yes, Crowley. I have not spoken to him in a long time, though.... never mind. Yes, I do suppose Crowley takes the cake as you might say. He's an odd one.

[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?

[putuporshutup]

That's a shame, he's a good time. What exactly are you, if you don't mind my asking?

[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.

[wishmadeinfire]

My race is Shuranian, though most often I am simply thought to be an elf due to my ears.

[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.

[putuporshutup]

Gotcha. So we've got a bunch of elves and demons and angels traipsing around a giant magic castle. Who'da thought, huh?

[wishmadeinfire]

This place. Elves, demons, dwarves, men, women, robots, witches, gods - the things of legend and fairytale. Would that we knew the true purpose for our gathering.

[dog_eat_dog]

[Tess can relate to that. She feels such a dissonance with most people here, so whenever she gets to have a conversation with someone rational it feels so... so fucking normal. They may not have experiences like hers, but god, they're adults and they're intelligent and they're good conversation. That's such a hard thing to get sometimes.

But moving on.]

Honestly, I can't tell the difference between what was a hooker outfit and what was a regular outfit.

And going without underwear is fucking annoying. Why did it take so long for that shit to be invented?

[putuporshutup]

I didn't really care at first, but I'm admittedly starting to get curious.

[wishmadeinfire]

Curiosity has kept me waiting almost four years now, Meg, I am sad to tell you.

[putuporshutup]

[Meg has done a decent job at making friends with certain reasonable people here too, but there's a long list of idiots she'd never voluntarily socialize with so she knows the feeling.]

I had forgotten. Made it pretty awkward the first day or so when all the sleaze balls that charming cess pool had to offer soliciting me. I guess it was the shorter skirt, go figure.

And you've got me. I lived through it and it still took some getting used to when I got my hands on another outfit.