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The Last Drop Grand Opening

Who: Whoever would like to attend the grand opening mingle at the Last Drop
Where: Entertainment District – The Last Drop
What: The grand opening of the night club / bar
Warnings: Alcohol and low-level drugs

The Last Drop opens big and loud with neon lights and music that booms from within to be heard from the streets. There are two large bouncers at the door, but they were allowing people in very freely on this night until the room was at capacity then there would be a line. The bouncers only stop those who are already three-sheets to the wind and could cause trouble, but otherwise, they are there to break up trouble as the night wears on.

Inside, there was smoke machines, flashing lights, loud music and the drinks were flowing to anyone that wanted. There was plenty of dancing, some dart boards along the walls, a jukebox, tables and booths for patrons to have drinks and discuss business.

There are stairs that lead up to a second floor to one side of the bar, lights on the stairs. There were people lounging on the stairs and it seemed to be ‘employees only’. Patrons were allowed the lounge there as well if they were tired of dancing or the tables or booths were occupied.

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[ Flashing lights? Smoke machines? Drinks and booths and drunk patrons? Man, Peter is home at last. He's not huge on dancing, but he is big on drinking up the vibes of this place, and that's something they've got here in spades. ]

1. every 1's a winner

[ At the start of the night, Peter can be found at the bar, sipping on a drink and chatting up the bartender. Possibly flirting with the bartender? Depends on who you ask. He's just really friendly! And he doesn't mind getting interrupted, though the bartender might appreciate it if you distract Peter for a bit. ]

2. dance party

[ Later on, after a few more drinks, Peter can be found on the dance floor. Yes, this man is dancing. Badly. But the drinks and the general vibes of the place mean he does not care. Maybe you're just walking on by and he bumps into you, or maybe you're soaking up the vibes with him. ]

Whoops! Hey, sorry about that, dude.

[ He's having fun, that's what counts. ]

3. closing time

[ As the night stretches on and closing time nears, Peter can be found practically collapsed in a booth, nursing a drink (water, he's too old to drink all night.) His smile is a bit tired by now though, and he mutters to himself in that way buzzed people do. ]

Man, the guys would love this place...

[ He sighs, blinking hard and leaning forward till he lands with his cheek on the table. ]

[Most people had cleared out of the Last Drop by this point, either by their own drunken volition or with some assistance of a combination of bouncers, friends or random strangers. The place was the usual expected mess after a lively night, and he considered it a success as he surveyed the scene and moved around.

He spotted a younger man lounging in one of the booths and approached. Alcohol affected but not someone he was particularly concerned about.]

Which guys would that be? Do you have someone to assist you home?

[It was bad for business if the patrons couldn't make it somewhere to sleep safely.]

[ Peter turns his head slowly, flopping over miserably to side-eye Silco from the cool, comforting embrace of this table. ]

Uhh... [ He takes a moment. What was the question? ] My friends. From back home.

[ He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. He's not going to cry, though he does sound a bit choked up. ]

I miss my friends... they always took me home when I got drunk.

[ Pathetic. He is pathetic. This is why he should never drink alone. ]

[This man was at the sad drunk phase of the night, he thought. There was always one that had to be morose, and he simply hoped that this one wasn't a big crier. He didn't have his tablet handy to record the event for ongoing associations.]

Ah, I see. You are alone and don't have the familiarity of those you knew where you came from.

[This was definitely why a man like this shouldn't drink alone. Under normal circumstances, Silco would just arrange to have the stranglers thrown out, but this was a different game than Zaun. He did not have the same power to risk making enemies of randoms too quickly.]

Do you require escort home now? I can have that arranged for you.

[ He is, blessedly, not a crier. Though his glassy eyes look up at Silco like Silco has read his thoughts and put them into words. ]

Yeah. That.

[ Peter worries his lip and pulls himself up off the table, groaning at the change in orientation. His head was perfectly happy against the cool, horizontal structure of the table. Now he's sitting up. Vertically. It sucks. But conversations don't tend to happen when one guy is face-down on a table. ]

You'd do that for me, man?

[He nodded his head in understanding. He hadn't come here alone, and he expected he would be just fine even if he had, he knew that wasn't the same for everyone else. Sad drunk people apparently wanted their buddies, which... wasn't uncommon. Silco was just odd in that he preferred to drink alone.]

Of course. You've made the effort to be a patron to my establishment, and I have no issue arranging to see you home safely. Where are you currently living?

[This one didn't seem drunk enough to not know where they were sleeping at least.]

[ Sometimes you go out drinking to make friends! Sometimes you out drinking to remind yourself that you're not totally alone and a loser... he's not a loser, that's just the one-too-many-drinks talking. ]

Oh.

[ He does need a moment to decipher Silco's words, because he's very well-spoken and Peter is presently running a little slow. ]

Uhhh, the apartments? [ No particular address? ] I usually just, uh, mark it on my HUD.

[ He flips a hand towards his face and a glass visor encases all of it, red-pink "eyes" flickering vibrantly. Actually, it makes everything in Peter's vision take on a pink hue which... He flicks it back off, the visor disappearing once again. ]

Whoa, okay, bad idea. That was bright.

[The apartments. Well, that was a good start, though he found himself staring at the strange technology. It reminded him of some of the glasses used against neon lights, but there was definitely something more high technology than he was used to.]

Indeed, it was. Did you find the information that you were looking for in that light?

[He could pepper with questions after he had information, but he didn't want the distraction in case this one might pass out at some point. Likely not drunk enough for that.]

[ Peter just nods, giving himself a moment to blink out the lights that appeared in his vision. ]

Yeah, it's, uh. Second floor. Room 21.

[ He blinks a few more times, bringing a hand up to stroke his temples. He couldn't just write it down, could he? Had to store it in his HUD... ]

Boy, I am not gonna forget that again.

[He made a mental note of the location, not because he planned on providing personal escort or anything. No, it was good to know where people lived in case he needed to have someone beat their skull in at a later date. Or spy on their activities. There were a number of choices.]

That device you are using is not a technology I recognize. Is it from where you come from, or did our keepers grant it to you?

[He folded his hands behind his back, clasping one wrist in the hand of the other as he observed the sad drunk man.]

I've made mental note on your behalf as well.

Thanks, dude!

[ Peter grins, innocent the way only a drunk man can be. You know what, both of those options would be totally valid and Peter should know better than to offer his home address but his home address is normally a spaceship, so these are just things he'll have to get used to! ]

Oh, yeah, this? [ He moves to tap the side of his head, but stops at the last moment. Right, let's not repeat that mistake. ] Yuup, this is from home! Stole it off some slavers, then my buddy Rocket modded it for me so it'd run on the same power as my blasters.

[ He pauses. It's a dramatic pause. ]

...It makes everything really pink.

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[Levi practically jumps as Peter bumps into him, but composes himself quickly and looks a little sheepish.]

N-no, it's okay. It was probably my fault.

[ Whoops, looks like he spooked this guy. Don't worry, it won't get much better -- Peter makes sure to speak very loudly, to make sure he's heard over the sound of the music. ]

No worries, dude! You alright?

Y-Yeah. I'm fine. I just...not used to places like this.

Clubs? Bars? You're good, man. They can be kinda loud.

[ Peter, meanwhile, looks to be completely in his element. ]

How come you're here if this isn't your scene?

Yeah...really loud.

I, um, I know the owner. I-I thought it'd be good to show up at least for the opening.

Oh, nice! Yeah, he seemed like a cool dude!

[ Peter's only talked to him a few times, but you know, he gives people the benefit of the doubt. ]

Takes a tough guy to run a place like this, and he seems pretty tough.

He is.

[Not the sort of person Levi'd normally call 'cool' but he was impressive at least.]

He's helped me out before and even gave me a job.

I think the world he's from is pretty tough, but I don't know much about it.

[Or Silco's past. He hasn't bothered to ask, but given some of the other people from that world it didn't seem to the nicest place.]

[ alright, vash is nothing if not a nosy busybody who really should keep to his own little personal space ... and he had no plans to break up such a friendly party, he swears! but it's probably someone's duty to step in and distract the guy when he isn't even letting the poor bartender concentrate on making drinks for other people, right?

not that vash is holding that against him, though. the guy is probably lonely, right? and it's not like he's here with someone, or chatting with another person. he could probably (maybe) help?

which is why vash scooches over to the stool beside peter, before waving a hand to catch his attention: ] Hi! What are you drinking? That looks nice!

[ You've got him pegged, Vash. He's lonely. Who could have predicted this? But Peter doesn't even mind that his convo with the bartender has been interrupted, because this is a new potential friend and he loves those!

Oh, actually, isn't this the guy from those dating profiles? Nice. ]

Oh, hey, dude! [ He smiles wide, turning toward Vash like they are good friends. ] This? I think it's whatever's on tap. But you should totally have some, it's good!

-- Hey? [ it takes vash a second to figure this out - cut him some slack, he's only seen peter's OKCINDER profile probably???? ] ... Peter, right?

[ okay, there we go! if it's at all possible, the friendly smile on his face brightens up a notch further. better put on some sunglasses if you have any! he is also going to scooch on another stool closer so that they are shoulder to shoulder. ] Wow, it's so nice to meet you in person!!

If it's that good, I'll try one out too!

Hey, yeah! And you're... [ Peter snaps his fingers. ] Vash! From the dating thing.

[ See, those dating profiles were good for something after all! Peter really sees no problem here. He's just very easily distracted. ]

Same here, man! [ He'll hold out his hand to shake. ] How've you been? This place is pretty sweet, huh?

Ahaha, yeah! From the dating thing! [ that, coincidentally, he had no idea it was even used like that ... but never mind any of it!!

vash laughs easily as he takes the offered hand and gives it a vigorous, enthusiastic shake in his. ] It's pretty nice! This place is changed so much the past few weeks, I feel like I can't keep up!

[ Peter shakes that hand with a smile. Just because no one used it to date doesn't mean he didn't try!! ]

Oh, yeah, the owner built it up or something, right?

[ Did he? Could be he's just guessing. He does that a lot. ]

Pretty rad that this place is here, though. Seedy bars like this take me back.

Come on, it's not that bad!

[ speaking of seedy bars, peter isn't the only one who's been to plenty of those! vash isn't just being nice by saying it ... honestly, it could be worse. ]

Let's see how long it'll take before the floor gets all sticky though, hahaha...

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sorry this is so late orz

Bold of you to assume I am also not slow af <3

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