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[crimsoncalamity]

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“Well now. Get a load of that face. If you aren’t a gal who knows how to have a good time, I believe it’s time for me to hang it up.”

When I-No enters the joint-it’s damn near minutes away from closing time. While many are preparing to, if not taking, their leave, she’s making her grand entrance, weaving through the flock of patrons who are heading out the door with a feline grace. Behind her sea-green shades, her iridescent eyes are fixated on the stoic Bartender. It is a pretty audacious move, showing up at this ungodly hour when surely this woman is ready to clock out. But who is she, if not audacious?

I-No slides onto the barstool and pushes away with a single finger one of the last remaining drunkards who’s draped across half of the bar. Disgusting. Regardless, she looks unphased as she props an arm up on the counter and graces the Bartender with a charming, sultry smile.

“I know it's nearly the ass crack of dawn, but…You’ll stay open a little while longer for me, won’t you?”

[azureproxy]

Social Butterfly(?) [Jill]

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Aschlyn won't deny, she thought that she'd be able to sneak into almost anything with her ability to talk herself out of any situation and investigate the casino, but that turned out to be an extreme faux pas. Though she wasn't expecting to actually get thrown out on her ass.

"Well there goes that plan. Hope no one saw that extreme fail or I'd never live it down." She spoke out loud, shaking her jacket free from the debris that got stuck on there from the subsequent eviction.

Luck, however, wasn't on her side as someone was in right proximity to see her embarrassment right in front of her.

[elfcast]

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✲ Indigo had gone off to talk to other people for a bit, leaving Marcille mostly alone at the party. One thing had led to another, and now she had a human talking her ear off about their cat. She didn't ask them to stop. It seemed like she was very passionate about her pet. But having pets carried different feelings when you lived as long as she did.

"Oh! They're so cute." Marcille remarked after seeing a picture. She wasn't great at small talk. Maybe she should ask her to play cards? "I haven't had a lot of pets. I had a bird when I was little, but..." It had passed away.

[infiernogarde]

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Looking for her new home at Archimedes, it was a relief that it wasn't so hostile as before since she was framed by some face-shifting madman. But peace is finally at last, a thing.

Not used at Archimedes, perhaps? Might be even lost. The way she looked like was either a drunkard or a bartender. Definitely the Bartender.

"Something's troubling you, ma'am? Like, a lost object or something?" Hikaru wondered as she asked why.

[lovelysincerity]

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"It seems we won't be leaving this strange place anytime soon, so I think it's time to look for work." While she hadn't completed her studies and had spent more time travelling than having a job, Miyako knew that she would have to find something to support both herself and Hawkmon.

"I assume you would want to find something dealing with technology." That was one of her strengths and would surely suffice.

"Ideally, yes, provided that such jobs are available." Letting out a rather loud, dramatic sigh, the woman flopped onto a nearby bench, ignorant to the fact that someone was sitting on the opposite end of it.

[isolaradiale]

Braincells all over so for now going to drop Julianne Stingray from Va-11 Hall-A! She was housed in Condo 402.

She'll be dropped for you!

– ⋆ mimosa.

[fullmoonrock]

"Whaddya mean 'why don't I break it'?! It's a musical instrument." His grip on the offending instrument tightened slightly, the banjo complaining slightly under his grasp until he loosens his fingers, allowing the instrument to breathe.

The ice in his soda clinks together as it melts, shifting the liquid as he continues: "It's just not rock, ya know?"

"'Sides, they took my guitar. I'm gonna kick the shit outta whoever took it!" The woman with the twintails sat next to him, seeming to listen pretty well. Not that he'd notice entirely.

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[viridescentarrow]

His nose twitches as the smoke wafts over, acrid and immediately moving to the back of his tongue, so that the only thing he could taste was the smoke.

Not the woman's fault his senses were so, well, sensitive, but that was certainly the case. They were outside, after all.

Still, he can't help but move a bit further away from her, wishing he had some sort of balm to rub under his nose. Best to avoid her for now, it seemed.

At least, that was the plan, until the skies decided to open up, leading him to run to the nearest shelter, pulling his hood up. And, well, he couldn't blame her for taking shelter, either.

"Well, now I feel like I do have to ask for a favor." His nose twitches again, "If the ran didn't put it out, do you mind putting your cigarette out?"

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[evokation]

There's plenty to see in this strange new world. He'd been so preoccupied with wandering about aimlessly that he hadn't noticed his parched throat until now.

Luckily, Minato's wandered into a tiny side street teeming with bars. Koromaru sticks close to his heels as he gives each establishment a cursory glance. Too flashy, too loud, too crowded -- he treads past bar after bar, until he pauses in front of one that's completely empty. Excellent.

He pushes the door open and heads straight for one of the bar stools, hefting the dog at his side into his arms. He sets Koromaru on a stool before climbing onto the one next to it. He doesn't stop to consider whether the establishment is pet-friendly. The thought doesn't even cross his mind.

And without removing the silver headphones on his ears, he calls out to the woman standing behind the bar.

"One glass of water and one bowl of water, please."

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[lovelysincerity]

Turning toward the source of the sudden voice, Miyako smiled. "Yeah. We're both new here, and while it would be nice to loaf around and do nothing, it gets kind of stale after a while."

"Not to mention that we could use the money to get by." Hawkmon added, looking to the other human as his partner continued where she left off.

"Right! I'm pretty good with technology, and while washing dishes is a valid job, I'd rather stick to my skill set." Which is why her eyes lit up at the mention of someone needing a tech wizard. "Do you know where exactly in Golden Ward?" She had a map to help her get there easily enough (this phone was convenient, even though she had no wifi) and just needed to know where this place was located.

It wasn't really a "Jill" thing to overhear the conversation of others. If anything it just came with the job description of being a bartender, whether she was on duty or not. Of course the moment her eyes did dart over to the other individual speaking she tried not to stare at the creature by her side. To say the least, it was kinda cute in a strange way but nobody would catch her saying that out loud.

"You two looking for jobs?" Could a bird chicken work too? There had to be papers here to accommodate for that somehow. "I heard some customers a couple nights before mentioning about needing some tech wizard to set up their business. Somewhere out in the Golden Ward I think..." Who knew if they actually managed to find someone in the few days that passed since that conversation.

"...Unless you want to wash dishes. There's a lot of places both close to and where I work that could use someone for cheap stuff like that.

[isolaradiale]

2nd times(?) the charm? Without a prior reserve reapping Julianne "Jill" Stingray from VA-11 HALL-A! Everything should be where it was last time (application on front page or /app in URL.)

Welcome back to beautiful Isola Radiale, Jill!

You will be housed in CONDO 402.

You will retain everything from your previous stay.

Enjoy your captivity!

– andromeda ☆

[isolaradiale]

Dropping Jill Stringray from VA-11 HALL-A for the time being. She was placed in Townhouse 203!

Jill will be dropped for you!

– andromeda ☆

[isolaradiale]

Nvm reserve brainrot hit different. Upon prior reserve I'd like to apply Jill (Julianne Stingray) from VA-11 Hall-A. Their app can be found with the link on the main page or adding /app to the url!

Welcome to haunted Isola Radiale, Juli- I mean Jill!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 203!

You will also be given a some red plastic cups but they’re the reusable kind. Nice and sturdy.

⋆ Aspidiske

[crimsoncalamity]

"Maybe I'm buttering you up to hitch up with you. Because I can." Really now. Why don't people get that both things can exist at the same time?

Those walls are still standing strong, she thinks. But the fact that Jill has latched onto those two little words means everything. Deadass as she seems on the outside, she would have liked for that to have not touched upon that dreary exterior of hers. Honestly, it's precious.

"But seriously. You're talking like some of the most beautiful songs known to man aren't sad. How is that not a compliment?" I-No rests her head in her hand and gently drums on the rim of her glass. "The thing is, the best albums have more than just sad songs in them. The good times make the heartache all the sweeter and visa versa. See why I want to play you now?"

("I'm pretty sure if I did say no you would've just stayed here...")

Just another thought but maybe she would've been wrong. it was that or dealing with the disaster head on and worrying about the morning after when it happened. Which might have been "more of a disaster" but that's just how life went...

"You know I was about to say that sounded like a compliment up till the "sad song" part." It didn't phase her too much considering just how many times someone gave her some variation of that response. But it did manage to somehow always get underneath her skin one way or another, even if she said it didn't.

"Still, you trying to hitch up with me or something? Or just buttering me up because you can."

[crimsoncalamity]

I-No's smile grows noticeably at Jill's complete and utter surrender. This is exactly how she loves it.

"Aha ha! I just knew you'd say yes! I do know how hard it is to turn me down, after all." She holds up her glass in a mock toast. She stops when the drink is right to her lips before, right before taking the obligatory sip.

"You can call me I-No. And why did I choose you? Easy. That is because, of all the bars I've passed at this hour, no one had a 'tender as cute as you. And more than that, none had a face so young wearing an expression as weathered as you."

Now she takes another sip from her glass.

"You're like a sad song begging for me to play you."

All of it felt like an elaborate ruse to garner a reaction from Jill. And most of the time she wouldn't fall for it, if she did managing to keep her balance before everything went too off the rails for her. After all she dealt with communicating dogs and talking brains. An individual who dressed like that and wanted to "tear it up" after work had to be some trap. Still this wasn't her world and her current boss really didn't give her any rules that she had to stay here.

...Plus she was kinda attractive. Maybe not her type but definitely had to have gotten someone at some point in their life.

"You know what sure." Jill said defeated before looking back to see five minutes left before the top of the hour. "I don't know why you'd choose me of all people for truth of dare but weirder things have happened before."

Hopefully the drinks would be good at least. Otherwise she felt it was going to be a short ass night.

"Jill by the way."

[crimsoncalamity]

Casually, I-No shrugs. "I may be last, but I'm certainly not the least."

The drink is placed in front of her. A glance over and a sniff can tell that yep-this particular drink has made it 'cross worlds, all the way to Isola. Least there's this much here, wherever the hell here is situated in this shitty cosmic plain. I-No runs a finger along the rim of the glass before picking it up and taking a long sip of it. Her eyes have yet to stray from The Bartender. Mm mm, perfection~ Indeed, this one knows her stuff.

She savors that drink for a minute longer before speaking again.

"So, if I hang here past ten minutes and you're officially done, I'm thinking the two of us can make a this a girl's night. Share some drinks, swap some stories. Play a little round of truth or dare...?”

Truthfully, what all I-No has just suggested, she could give less of a rat's ass about. All save for the truth or dare, because d a m n can that get intense in the right company. And this deadpan lady here…well…she’s her new little project. At least until she gets sick of this.

“Come on. You've got the eyes of someone who’s seen some shit. I have a hunch you and I can tear it up."

("Glad I'm not too rusty that I can't tell people apart from anyone else...") God only knew in a city like this a skill like that could take her a long way. Or cause her more problems then she ever should deal with.

"Fun as that sounds I still technically am on shift..." Jill said as she already started mixing the usual booze together along with liqueur. "...No thanks to someone who decided to shuffle on in the last few moments they could."

Couple more seconds and she would've been home free, pants off, and on her bed drinking beer. But alas she was serving a drink that was practically 99% alcohol and 1% everything else to someone who could pass as a cosplayer.

"Still if you wait a solid ten more minutes that might change." She said before placing down the green drink in front of her. "Not like I'm getting overtime or anything."