It's like paradise, spread out with a butter knife :: [OPEN]

[bonhomme7h.livejournal.com]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Réjean has decided that more people ought to celebrate and help raise a bit of dosh for one of his favourite bars. See: flyer.
Where: The Apache.
When: Misdi night and into the wee hours of the morning.
Warnings: Discussion of Pickman's manky feet.

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. Tonight, the bar is packed with people from all across the city, different cantons and cohorts, all out to celebrate surviving the fungal plague. Patrons are encouraged to buy tickets for a door prize with the proceeds going to repair the damage tunnelling ants made to the cellar.

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[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

"He's pretty good. Liesl is taking care of him for the night," he says with a small smile. "And you? I'm glad to see you're in one piece as well."

[warped-inside.livejournal.com]

"Good, I'm glad to hear it. Hope he got a sufficient amount of treats and petting when you all got back." She nods, raising one shoulder as if to say it wasn't any great accomplishment. "Didn't leave the building until the coast was clear, so I was completely away from the fray."

After a very brief hesitation, she adds, "What was it like?"

[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

"Of course. He's a very conscientious animal." He's also a working dog, which means that much of what he does for Sebastian is less a trick and just part of his dog-job.

"It wasn't good. We couldn't help a lot of people, but all in all, I don't think it'll be too much long term damage to the city as a whole." From the way he talks about it, being out and about in the madness of the city under plague really doesn't seem to have been all that bad. Either he's not easily affected by horrors, or he's seen far worse and fungal zombies and giant ants don't really compare.

[warped-inside.livejournal.com]

"I had a dog once, a puppy. It's been a while, though, and I don't think he'd have had much success doing actual useful things."

Tosh's smile turns sympathetic. She knows how that feels, having to measure success in terms of acceptable losses. "It's better doing something that's only somewhat helpful than doing nothing at all. Thank you."

[heardmermaids.livejournal.com]

"Velcro was in training to be a working dog when he got cracked on the head and now, he's hardly got a sense of smell. Still, he does his job well." Tosh has probably seen Velcro on a day where Sebastian had put on his official 'dog on a job' vest. Not only does it ensure that people don't distract Velcro, but it goes a long way to letting Sebastian have his space on the days he needs it.

"There's no need to thank me. It was just my job."