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Simon Lauchlan ([personal profile] luckynumberthree) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2015-03-21 02:07 pm

Open Bar Post for the duration of the event

Who: Anyone!
Where: The temporarily-relocated bar, now in a 1st floor tea room until the fifth floor becomes inhabitable again.
When: The duration of the event
Rating: ???
Summary: With the fifth floor being overrun by Silent Hill shenanigans and weird unfortunate afflictions, the bar staff has temporarily relocated to the first floor until they can return upstairs. Unfortunately, they're still cursed by the unfortunate truth-telling side effects. Drink and Tell at your own risk.

The Story:
The bar has weathered a lot of events in Wonderland, and will no doubt weather a lot more, but between the recent string of murders (Thanks, Dean Winchester) and the current vivid atmosphere on the fifth floor, everyone had agreed that finding somewhere a little less terrifying to get drunk was a requirement until things got sorted and back to normal.

Of course, moving locales doesn't seem to free them from the new geas of truth-telling that's seemed to invade anywhere in the mansion that nourishment is offered. That's not enough for them to close their doors, though. In fact, Simon's all for this, because he thinks it could provide some pretty amusing interesting revelations. And as he is the one most visible in the bar for the next few days, he could use some of that. Jo's still recovering from her attack and he might still be over-protectively fussing just a little.

He's his typical welcoming self to anyone who wanders in for some alcohol, however, always ready with a drink and likely some inappropriate humor. Delve into deep truths at your own risk, however.
formerlydangerous: (Ooooo)

[personal profile] formerlydangerous 2015-03-22 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
The vampire frowns, looking up at the sudden change in Simon's demeanour. He cocks his head to the side and studies him. Oh, he wasn't near drunk enough for how heavy the atmosphere was getting.

"Told me to break his fingers to get a rise outta the little missy. I like bein' a pain in the ass as much as the next... pain in the ass, but I got no reason to do him like that. Or her." He shrugs. "Wonderin' if he's not in any kinda trouble. Guy did just kill his brother and all. Said he had it comin', but after that, I have my doubts."
formerlydangerous: (Genuine)

[personal profile] formerlydangerous 2015-03-23 09:40 am (UTC)(link)
Spike had already figured that part out. The guy was a french fry short. But when Simon admitted being her new squeeze, yeah, he had to grin. "Good on you, mate." But he didn't like the idea of anyone breaking fingers of people he didn't find annoying as Hell. "Bugger that. Figure he doesn't have long before someone bigger than him steps in. Just keep your head down 'til then. Might keep an eye on the little misses, too for a while. If she's as much a pistol as he said, he'll have fun settin' her off." Why yes, that is concern for you and Jo.
formerlydangerous: (Stoned?)

[personal profile] formerlydangerous 2015-03-23 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
He could understand and sympathise with Simon. Not that he was in love with Cami, but he knew how he'd react if Dean hurt her. Difference was, Spike wasn't human so he knew he could get a few licks in. Whether he'd get any more than that, however was hard to say.

"Yeah, I got that. He touches her again, I'll break his sodding neck for you." Well, that wasn't meant to slip out... But he just moved right on along anyway, oblivious. "She doin' okay?"
formerlydangerous: (Hesitate)

[personal profile] formerlydangerous 2015-03-30 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
To be completely fair, Spike is just so used to blurting out whatever comes to mind that his dumb blonde self hasn't realised anything is off. So Simon's surprise didn't feel abnormal to him, either. He often shocked people with his straightforwardness before they knew him well enough to realise that was part of the packaged deal. Tell it how it is and bugger all.

"Got my vote, mate." He happily took the refill and drank some of it down right off the bat. But as he listens he looks concerned again. "Know a pretty little thing like that too. Hates sittin' back but hates bein' the chosen one. Fickle. She's called the Slayer. But if you make a move, you got my support." Realisation in three, two, "...wait. Hunters? She one of these lot? You too?"
formerlydangerous: (Angel: What?)

[personal profile] formerlydangerous 2015-03-31 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right. Runner. With the running..." Very observant, Spike. "Not sure I could handle runnin' an' bein' chased for long. I'm used to bein' the hunter." Which... was very true.

"Nah, not like that anymore. Thought I was gonna have to put Angelus down, though, with the mass murder and the like. I don't think I'm a hero-type, but I'm not like Angelus either. Got my soul back by choice, not by curse." Hello, his name is Spike, and he just walked right into that verbal trap without a single thought for where it might be leading. "Dunno why I just told you that..." Well, now he's realising something's a little off. It only took him all night.