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[pilot_princess]

[There's a drunken laugh from the pink-haired alien-girl. She sniffles, trying to stop, and a glass cup roughly lands on the wooden bar. Obvious intoxication is made even more obvious when she tries to address you, lovely citizens of Discedo.]

Yeh know... Working here... at she bar... besht job everrr. Shih'nji.. is shooooo nice. He's... he's my beshtest friend! You guys... isht's slow todayyyy... should come by and... and drink with me! It's a paaaahty!

[And more laughs. They trickle off as Anemone pauses.] Oh! Coool... Dis-gay-do... y'work faaast...

[And the bar stool scrapes against the ground. Anemone abandons her communicator for a little; the door opens, and she gasps loudly.]

Shiiiinji! It's a puppet show!

[[ooc: no, Anemone, it's a marionette. Or around three of them. Drunken fighting for Shinji, welcoming bar commentlogs for everyone, otherwise tags are delayed until post-fight. Also for the bar nuts, Kureha offers knife-throwing for anyone who calls her old. 8D]]

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tipsy commentlog o/

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

[Alright. So maybe he let her drink a little too much, even for a slow day.

Shinjiro shakes his head and just...watches. The sight and sound drives him to another glass of darkness beer himself. Hypocritical, maybe. He's already had a couple. Still... he knows how to hold it a lot better than Anemone does.

After the first few grateful swallows, he actually hears the tail end of her ramble.]

You're not actually posting that shit on the network, are you?

[Facepalm forever. He's buzzed enough not to flip out over it, though.

Well, until the 'puppet show,' pops up uninvited. He casually lifts his head to take a look-- and double takes. What the hell? Monsters coming to the door of his bar. Great. Just great.]

Anemone...get the hell away from there. [Swiping at whatever weapon is closest--which happens to be his bus stop sign. And he heads over to the door, swearing loudly the whole time. (and only wobbling a little.)]

tipsy commentlog o\

[pilot_princess]

I'm trying to get us more cusssstomers!

[In other words: it's totally going on the network. She just grins and walks over to check out their lovely guests. Puppets... Her face has this excited grin on it. They're not cute but they're silly looking--

...or not?

She glances over at Shinji, who's already got the bus stop sign. And trying to turn back to the monsters, she narrowly misses as one swipes its blade at her head.]

That wasn't vury nice, mister!

[Not like it cares. She kicks at it and it stumbles back just to miss, but its buddies are moving in.]

[pissedkitty.livejournal.com]

...

[Words cannot describe how much he's gonna punch Shinji facepalming right now.]

[pilot_princess]

[Heeey, she wanted it. She'll come back somewhat uninjured. Maybe.]

[elects.livejournal.com]

[ So sitting over in his sober corner, Sorata is watching.

a) He is Concerned. How is this new?
b) He isn't sure if he should say something
c) Monsters okay wh...Yeah, just gonna be sitting away and watching all this. ]

[pilot_princess]

[Y u sober?

She'll come be drunk all over you when she's not 'fighting'.]

[x-dilettante-x.livejournal.com]

[Joining you in the sober corner except he's hiding behind the bar and sort of peeping out.]

Well...this hasn't happened in a bit...

[loyal_cube]

[Siiiiigh]


How much did you drink, Anemone-chan?


[A demon watches this very closely, worried and not a bit surprised]

[pilot_princess]

A lot! [And she giggles loudly.]

[onikui-haruka.livejournal.com]

[Haruka lets go of the black feather between his fingers from behind the bar counter. He could have it manifest into his shakujou at will, but given that Shinjiro seems to be taking the matter into his own hands... the tengu lets it disappear into nothingness and simply watches.

He'll intervene if he has to, and make quick work about it. The temptation is definitely there, anyway. Knowing how many those two both had.

With a sigh, he leans his head against an open palm. Those two always seem to have a talent for attracting trouble.]

[pilot_princess]

[She finally comes back in dripping blood, trying to use her hands to stop the flow--but it's not helping much, nor is it really keeping it from the floor. Nosebleeds galore.

Grabbing a dishrag, she holds it to her face... and glances over it, grinning.]

Hallo!

[bokuwadoctaaa.livejournal.com]

...Anemone?

[What is even going on. And why are you drunk. And when did they start putting on puppet shows in the bar. Little bro is just going to wait patiently until he gets a response.]

[pilot_princess]

[Aaaand she's back! And giggling up a storm. Her voice is muffled because she is talking behind a, um... dishrag.]

Hi li'l bro'tha!

[spooktalk.livejournal.com]

[Well, he'd only planned to go outside for some fresh air for a few minutes or so. He didn't really expect to come back to such a loud mess, and yet it was somehow kind of refreshing. Maybe this really wouldn't be that different from home.

Minagawa waits outside the front entrance to the bar quietly, waiting for the fighting to finish up so he can simply go back to work. If he wasn't chipped, he'd think a little more seriously about helping out but... you know, he can't. Too bad.]

[pilot_princess]

[They'll disperse soon, don't worry, creepy not-Sanji guy!]

[ilovemywimp.livejournal.com]

[He really does not know what to say to this, but it's obvious he's sighing on his end.]

What in the world are you doing Anemone?

[pilot_princess]

Working!

[Or drinking. Or both. She just laughs behind a piece of cloth.]

[Video. For now~]

[dreamgranter]

That's my favorite kind of invitation, Anemone-chan-- and it loos like you're having such fun right now~!

[Voice]

[pilot_princess]

Yep! I'm on duty!

[Even though she's really not acting like it.]

[cozmic-travel.livejournal.com]

Children can be so troublesome...

[pilot_princess]

Children? There's... kids?

[twotails9lives.livejournal.com]

You're drunk!

[pilot_princess]

Just a tipsy, Cheeeeen!

[theforceoncrack.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm the one who makes that beer, which, by the....

...puppet show?

[pilot_princess]

Make me more! Nemonemone wants more! [And muffled laughter. Oh nosebleeds.]

[Voice; Japanese]

[guardianjoker4.livejournal.com]

A-anemone-san...y-you've been drinking?

[Voice; Japanese]

[pilot_princess]

Yuuush!

[testosteroned.livejournal.com]

You...old enough to drink?

[pilot_princess]

Yeeees! I'm eighteen years young!

[paincuresall.livejournal.com]

...

[pilot_princess]

[She's back, but her voice comes out muffled.]

Graaaandma!

[agenuineidiot.livejournal.com]

... Anemone. [ So unimpressed with you right now, and has no idea what those puppet things are. :| ]

[pilot_princess]

[And when she returns, she's giggling behind a dishrag. Sorry, Dominiiiiic. (Sometimes it happens.)]

Dominic! Guess what!