Bar Mingle: Week 2

[latinumsbetter]

Every evening at dusk (unless, for some reason, Quark is indisposed,) the Eatery transforms into Quark's Bar. The table becomes a bartop with chairs lined up on one side. Some of the extra chairs are placed along the wall behind the bar as a makeshift bench for ingredients, glasses, ice, and anything else. There are bowls of peanuts placed on top of the bar for free snacking. On one end of the bar there's a selection of pastries, fresh-baked by Lebkuchen, who might also be there.

As of Monday, there are some new additions to the bar. On one end of the table is a interesting look board game. Next to it is a plate of lebkuchen, left out for a specific bunch of fuzzy creatures that seem to like them.. In another corner is a roulette-esque kind of game.

In the rafters, there's a whole swarm of Zubats now, and one or two of them might come down to say hello. If they do, Quark is shooing them away again, but they only go back up to the ceiling.


Outside the door to the Eatery is a sign, handwritten, and further inside, the menu tacked up in a couple places behind the bar:

Quark's Bar

Hand-mixed drinks
Home-made fresh pasteries
Snacks
Good Company

Come on in and take a load off!
Open Every Evening at Dusk

Tokens accepted as payment
NO RED MURDEROUS ROBOTS ALLOWED

MENU

Non-alcoholic drinks: 2 tokens
Alcoholic drinks: 4 tokens
Lebkuchen: 1 token/piece, 4 for 3 tokens
Breadroll: 1 token/piece
Lollipops: 1 token/each
Wednesday Special: Homemade Apple Strudel! 3 tokens/slice


Link to Days
Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday| Thursday (Food | The Bar | Games and Gambling | Mingle)

Weekly Log

Comments

[murchada]

I could use one...

[because, uh. this sucks. this fucking sucks. and she's not going to bother asking what's in his. that's none of her business.]

Athena seemed like she was gearing up to try something.

[latinumsbetter]

Sure does. [his hands are shaking a bit as he starts to gather the ingredients--but he sets them down again before he can pour anything. He braces his hands on the tops of those chairs for a moment, taking a breath in, before breathing out, shakily. He then starts again, pouring them each a couple shots, and adding some guava juice and a handful of ice. That's it. He then turns back to the bar and sets that down in front of her]

[murchada]

Thanks.

[she doesn't immediately take the drink and sip it. for now, she's content to just kind of stare down into it.

...she does slide over the tokens for the drink, though. it doesn't feel right not to pay again, even if, frankly, the stupid coins are barely on her mind right now.]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark, who has his own glass halfway to his mouth, pauses, blinking, once...before he's reaching out to scoop up those coins and tuck them away.]

And here I was just going to put it on your tab.

[he says. Y'know. Like a liar]

[murchada]

Mm, well. Sorry to skip ahead.

[latinumsbetter]

I'll let it go this time. [and yeah, he'll finally take a long pull of that drink]

1/2

[murchada]

[she doesn't yet. she's still staring down, trying to get everything worked out in her head. the sound of Typhon's voice is still ringing through her head, weighing down... everything. the atmosphere, her heart-- fuck, probably the literal clouds in the sky?

she tries to hold onto whatever she can. grasping at straws.]

2/2

[murchada]

So. This is my second time stuck in a situation trying to turn people against each other.

How about you?

[latinumsbetter]

My very first. So you've got more experience than me on this one.

[murchada]

Oh, lucky me, I get to be a mentor. Yay.

[now she's going to go ahead and take a sip.]

...Well, not like the System Grail War was really like this. Still, though. I don't want to go through that another time.

[latinumsbetter]

The System what now?

[murchada]

System Grail War.

[...wait.]

...Oh. Right, sorry, I'm used to being somewhere where literally everyone just knows what that is?

It was, uh... well, it was supposed to be this ritual to make sure the Paper Moon would function as intended? Basically an AI of every section would be picked as a Master, and they would summon a Servant to fight on their behalf. The winner would get to be the next Central Governing AI and they'd get to customize the world however they wanted.

[latinumsbetter]

[....um]

And by Servant, you mean....?

[murchada]

Uh, like... man, "familiar" probably wouldn't mean anything to you... They're like magically summoned versions of famous heroes and stuff like that. Warriors to fight our battles, since most of the AI weren't really equipped to fight.

Like... if someone like Ferdinand got famous enough to have stories and legends written about him, I could've summoned him.

[latinumsbetter]

[.....ooooookay]

And you can just...summon people like that?

[murchada]

"Just" implies that it's easy, but, uh, yeah. That happened. It's a whole magecraft thing.

...Anyway, uh. I won.

[latinumsbetter]

...you won. Which is why you're in charge now, huh?

[murchada]

Yeah.

...Because I was the only participating AI that lived through the whole thing.

1/2

[latinumsbetter]

[....]

2/2

[latinumsbetter]

[Frinx.] Not the ideal way to get a job.

[murchada]

No, it's not. I didn't even want it.

[latinumsbetter]

That whole not-wanting-the-responsibility thing, huh?

1/2

[murchada]

...There's a little more to it than that. I don't think I should really be in charge of anything.

[shit to unpack later. she's going somewhere with this.]

But it's just-- the worst part of it all, is no one needed to die. Most of us never even wanted to fight each other. At least... not... not like that.

2/2

[murchada]

...All it really took was one person to ruin it for everyone.

[...

she's saying,

she's fucking worried.]

[latinumsbetter]

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