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re_alignment_logs2013-05-18 11:12 pm
dinnerdate) wrote in re_alignment_logs2013-05-18 11:12 pm
[OPEN]
WHO: OPEN
WHERE: The bar.
WHEN All day.
WHAT: Meet the newest bartender the bar has to offer... Or complain that a vampire is working somewhere so public to other customers.
WARNINGS: None? Dead End?
He'd only been working at the bar for a month and it was already stressful. During that time Rung had been killed and come back, and there were times where he just didn't want to be mixing drinks, he wanted to be keeping an optic on the therapist - just in case. Then there were the times when he was working with Blurr. The one who had hired him and knew nothing about mixing drinks. It was frustrating and made him incredibly nervous considering the Autobot's other job was that of a cop.
How long until the universe decided to torment him again? Probably wouldn't be long really. given his luck.
Thankfully this day he was working by himself, or at least for the time being. He had time to brood inbetween orders and when things were slow, and just worry about all the what ifs and could happens. Able to just lean back behind the bar and prod at an empty cube. Anyone wants a drink and they'll call him, he's sure.
WHERE: The bar.
WHEN All day.
WHAT: Meet the newest bartender the bar has to offer... Or complain that a vampire is working somewhere so public to other customers.
WARNINGS: None? Dead End?
He'd only been working at the bar for a month and it was already stressful. During that time Rung had been killed and come back, and there were times where he just didn't want to be mixing drinks, he wanted to be keeping an optic on the therapist - just in case. Then there were the times when he was working with Blurr. The one who had hired him and knew nothing about mixing drinks. It was frustrating and made him incredibly nervous considering the Autobot's other job was that of a cop.
How long until the universe decided to torment him again? Probably wouldn't be long really. given his luck.
Thankfully this day he was working by himself, or at least for the time being. He had time to brood inbetween orders and when things were slow, and just worry about all the what ifs and could happens. Able to just lean back behind the bar and prod at an empty cube. Anyone wants a drink and they'll call him, he's sure.
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And this is why Ravage needs constant supervision.
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Just. A little warning.
But he shouldn't argue with a customer, bad for business and bad for him in the long run. Not that he expected with his luck for this job to have a long run. Still he heads over to grab the drink and pour the little guy a cube... Maybe he should mix in something with it. Tone it down a little. Without it being noticed.
Yeah. He'll just try that and give the guy his drink.
Practically fool proof.
Maybe.
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Ravage just sits patiently at on the bar, waiting for the other mech to finish getting his drink, without realizing that it was being 'watered down.' Of course the watering down is not really going to do any good for this little guy.
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"Alright," he doesn't really sound like he believes it, but that would be because he doesn't. As long as this doesn't somehow result in the little guy needing medical attention everything will be good.
Even if his luck is bad enough for that to happen.
"Just. Uh... Take it slow, okay?"
He's doomed.
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Of course Ravage doesn't actually take it slow. He just sits back on his hunches, picks up the cube with his paws and drink away.
He puts the cube down and is quite for a few seconds. Then he just gets a big grin on his face before he starts hiccuping. Which is soon followed by him getting on the Link and making a post.