Bite they little heads off! Nibble on they tiny feet!

[baedalites]

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Catenrat party.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Givdi the 22nd of Toidaren
Notes: The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread. When your characters are ready to leave, they'll be given a little wooden cheese, a glass fish, and a voucher for a big basket of snacks.
Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.

The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap. Above the doorway and wound through a few of the sets of antlers some enterprising soul has placed a garland decorated with little blue and green fish.

Comments

[ruinedu2]

That smile widens, green eyes brightening. "Great." She lifts her glass again in a fleeting toast to their new work-out buddy status. "I look forward to it." And because Olivia's on beer number four, she feels compelled to add, "A lot." It only takes her a second to feel embarrassed about the enthusiasm. She clears her throat to cover it up. "It'll be good to have a partner."

[captaincocksure]

He grins, but doesn't say anything about the enthusiasm. He doesn't want her to think he's using the situation to his advantage, or that he's reading too much into anything. In a way, it's nice--enthusiasm isn't something he's heard a lot of in this city.

"Yeah." He raises his glass, too. "Here's to having someone to run with, instead of something to run from." This city and its emergencies and monsters, seriously.