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[This again... in this instance, though, Zack doesn't mind making the announcement. Luke had given him some bad news recently and it really seems to be hitting him hard, so it wouldn't be fair for the poor guy to have to tell everyone else, as well. He's been through enough lately.]

Hey guys, just a head's up... Guy Cecil's been sent back to his world.

[And since he'd rather not dwell on the bad news-]

Since we've lost him again, Good Spirits - that's the local bar here, for anybody who hasn't visited the place - is still looking for a couple more staff members, if anybody's interested. Servers especially. The place is run by me, Buffy, Raven, and Nami right now, but it's always nice to have a few nights off, so some extra hands can make a big difference for us. Inquire within!

We're trying to expand the menu to include some finger food, too- nothing too complicated, just stuff that's easy for anybody to make. Suggestions would be awesome.

Guess that's it for now.

[This entry can also serve as an OPEN BAR POST if anyone's interested.]

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Crap. Again?

[He's not at the bar yet, seeing as he has stuff to do before he comes to work.]

If we're gonna start servin' food then remember that I ain't cookin' it!

Yep, again.

Right now we're just talking about stuff like sandwiches. You can manage that much.

I barely got to know him, this time. I...

Jeez.

Of course I can manage that! But it doesn't mean that I want to, I do enough cookin' at home!

I hear you, I'm in the same situation.

I'd say I hope he comes back, but... well, you know.

How did we end up hiring you again?

[LAZY, LAZY RAVEN]

Ya hired me ta make drinks, not food, so I'll stick to doin' just that! Besides, I've spent enough of my life in bars, it's about time I actually helped one out a little!

If you're looking for help around the bar, I wouldn't mind it.

[She's been wanting to kind of wander about the bar and hopefully expand her knowledge of tasty alcohols. The ones she knows who drink always drink the stuff that tastes like acid death, so...yep. Besides! Lots of people pass through the bar - it might be fun, and a good chance to meet people!]

Only problem's that I'm a part-time kidsitter, too. Sooo...I dunno how often I'd be able to work, if that's okay?

[Luke had been tempted to actually try something alcoholic. It's be easier to forget, maybe. The fact that his best friend was gone again, that the only thing left behind was the Jewel of Gardios, which he cleaned and took care of to the best of his ability.

But guilt won out in the end, as well as the fact that there are some thing that happened recently that he does not want to forget. So instead, he sips on water. He'd rather get a milkshake, but... well. It's not like Luke can taste it, and he's sure a milkshake without taste just feels nasty.

After Zack makes the post, Luke looks up at him with a half smile.]

Thanks. I probably should've done it myself, but...

[SIGH... he does have a point, though.]

Well, fine, maybe we can keep a stock of pre-made food, or have limited service... that just seems tacky, though.

Don't worry, we all take different shifts- the schedule is kind of all over the place. I'm sure we can fit you in, no problem.

I'm Zack, by the way. And you are?

[Zack returns the smile, though he's obviously less beat up about it; he and Guy don't have the same history, so all he's really feeling right now is the lost potential of what might have been a regained friendship. Not the same thing by any means.]

Don't worry about it, Luke. You've had enough on your plate, and I didn't mind.

Could just hire people who wouldn't mind cookin'?

[He should at least tell Asch, if his original doesn't hear from his journal. It's what he thinks as he rubs his thumb over the glass, just watching the beads of water travel down it because of that. God water is such a boring drink.]

You handled it better than I would've, anyway. I'm no good at saying stuff like that.

[...well. She supposes she can be thankful Luke came back before he vanished again. For Nami, she curiously feels very little, bar a certain emptiness.]

Thanks for letting us know.

[ While she typically tries not to show or admit it, the heat of Luceti's July tends to make Lightning pretty damn miserable- even when the village isn't the middle of a heat wave. Sticking to her normal schedule is quite a bit more difficult when the sun is beating down constantly and the air itself seems oppressive, when it seems like her clothes and hair are trying their best to stick to her even when she's not doing anything remotely worth sweating over.

However, she's got much better ideas than moping around and fanning herself at home, which is why the woman eventually makes an appearance at the bar today. The sight of her isn't all that unusual by now, but this time she's got something more interesting than a stoic attitude for once-

A cooled watermelon held between her arm and side as she ducks in the door and turns to close it right away to keep the warmer air out.

She doesn't make a production of it, but she's also not all that subtle either, as she strolls up to the bar itself and sets the fruit down there. To what is probably nobody who has ever met her's surprise, she's also brought one hell of a knife along too, and wastes no time in looking for the best way to start slicing her haul. ]

[Pao-Lin's sitting at the bar trying to chase away the heat of the day with a strawberry milkshake when Lightning comes in and thunks that watermelon down nearby. The girl eyes the fruit contemplatively. Damn, that thing looks delicious; she hopes Lightning's going to share it. ~~and hopefully won't shank Pao-Lin with that knife if she asks for a piece~~]

[ It does look delicious, doesn't it? Not only is it a prime example of a medium-sized melon (could she really eat all of that on her own?), but it's been sitting in Lightning's refrigerator too- condensation has clearly formed on the outside of the rind during its short adventure outside, making Lightning sort of swipe at where it got on her shirt before giving it up as useless.

Instead she settles the blade of her knife on the end of the fruit, and begins cutting into it with steady slices. No pansy dull knife for her, that's for sure. ]

Edited 2012-07-22 01:40 (UTC)

Seems kind of pointless if we're just doing basic stuff. Good Spirits isn't equipped for making anything elaborate, after all.

Well, I hope you don't have to do it again, but if it comes up, you could always try writing it? That makes it easier sometimes.

[He's far from an expert, but a lot of people do it that way, so.]

Yeah... no problem.

Then at least make sure they can prepare basic stuff then! Not the unwilling types like me!

Man, that's rough. I don't even know the guy, but it feels like you're announcing a departure whenever you pop up on this thing.

[Buuut it's been a while since she's said hi. She doesn't want to dwell on bad news, either.] Um, how about fruit sandwiches? I had a friend who really liked those.

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