Chapter Twenty-Four

[thebestseller]

Hey. Whoever stole all the booze out of the bar, you do realize you could have just wished for some more, right?

So, uh, the Death Match will still be open and operational for any drowning-sorrows needs, just... without the usual selection. Maybe I could throw a BYOB party. A college-style kegger. Unless the thief comes along and steals from that, too... so, nevermind. Just come as you are. I'll supply the sriracha peanuts.

[Open either on the journal or to action threads- actionspam or prose, it's up to you!

Castle will be taking care to cover up spiral patterns in the wood on the bar- he's not fixating any more but has had quite enough of them for now.]

Comments

Castle

[fearbringer]

I hope you're not planning on making it Easter-themed.

Pitch

[thebestseller]

Nah. Seems a little inappropriate for a bar, after all- unless we have booze-filled eggs or something.

Castle

[fearbringer]

Oh, no; that would... tarnish the spirit of the holiday, wouldn't it?

[Just saying that makes him grit his teeth a little.]

No, better to ignore it entirely, I think.

Pitch

[thebestseller]

Pretty much. Especially since we've got a name like Death Match. Not something you'd associate with rabbits and marshmallow eggs.

Dictated

[onlyanapple]

Wait, back up. Someone stole the booze? Little fuckers.

[thebestseller]

Yeah- I think it happened a few days ago, but I was too busy fixating on spirals to really give it a second thought. I can't believe someone would do that.

[onlyanapple]

...Well that's just not on. You can't just take booze away.

dictated

[rapscalliongirl]

Stealing booze, how rude. [ She likes to drink, ok. ]

What's a BYOB party? And college-style kegger? And sriracha peanuts?

[thebestseller]

BYOB means Bring Your Own Booze. A kegger is a party where someone brings a keg of beer and a party springs up around it. And sriracha is hot sauce- a very tasty hot sauce, if I say so myself.

[rapscalliongirl]

Then why didn't you just say so? Oho~ It sounds interesting~

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[themuse]

[Kate hasn't visited the bar much - especially since towards the end of the spiral invasion she had more or less barricaded herself into her room - but she's eager to get out a little bit now that she isn't scared of everything.

So she slides into a bar seat, propping her hand on her chin and offering Castle a warm smile.]

Did they steal the wine, too?

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[thebestseller]

[Castle leaned against the bar so he could chinhands right back at Kate.]

All of it's gone, unfortunately. Of course, I could just wish up some more, but where's the fun in that?

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[themuse]

[Kate smiled and leaned across the bar, kissing him gently.]

There's probably not a lot of money to be made in a bar with no alcohol, Castle.

dicated

[teenagebadboy]

Count me in. All I need is directions.

[thebestseller]

[Castle draws a simple map on the page.]

Not much of a bar without alcohol, but again, everyone's welcome.

[teenagebadboy]

There's no alchol at all?

Dictated

[nothingtobelieve]

Really? How unfortunate.

[He could be helpful, given he has a fair idea where it all went, but it's more entertaining to watch everyone complain.]

Dictated

[thebestseller]

Very unfortunate. How am I supposed to run a bar without any alcohol?

Dictated

[nothingtobelieve]

Necessity breeds invention. I'm sure you'll find a way.

Dictated

[putuporshutup]

[Meg has been roughing it in town, just to get away from the castle. The urge to go back has been getting stronger though, so she's been checking in on her journal every so often. While the latest horrific disaster didn't exactly grab her attention, all the booze being gone from her bar?

OH HELL NO.]

WHAT?!?!

Dictated

[thebestseller]

[OH BOY, what a time for Meg to check in.]

Uh, it's just a small problem... I've got everything under control...

Dictated

[putuporshutup]

[Excuse her while she just sits there facepalming eternally]

Oh, yeah. Sounds like everything's just peachy. What the hell, Rick?

action;

[raisingdad]

[Alexis sat at the bar, drumming her fingers on the wood and thinking about the announcement her father just made.]

But how could someone steal that many bottles of liquor and nobody notice? It doesn't make sense.

action;

[thebestseller]

[Castle was grumpily arranging glasses into a pyramid behind the bar.]

Probably snuck in after we were closed. Man, Meg's gonna kill me...

action;

[raisingdad]

But dad, there were like 100 bottles. How could someone carry them all? How could even two or three people carry them all?

[It makes no sense. Plus bottles are loud. It's not like smuggling pillows.]