ANOMALY DETECTED

[indigo_league]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOV 25TH to 27TH
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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Re: leviathan

[georgug]

Sweet... stuff...?

[ Nobody has ever called Gorgug "sweet stuff" before. Not even his girlfriend, Zelda. ]

Uh. Okay?

[ He didn't really intend to become the bartender, but he guesses he's the bartender now. He starts looking around for the drink the stranger asked for.

...And rolls a 4 on his Investigation check. ]

Um. I don't see anything labeled "Vitamin V."

[drubbed]

[ aww . . . he's a widdle chicky-whicky when it comes to drinks! this is endearing, actually, as much as these sort of pranks are when you get people to go along with them, and first-timers seem to be a hit. for now, rebecca puts her hands behind her head and inclines back, feet crossing on top of the countertop. she has a thing for greenhorns.

only now is it possible to notice that she's actually not wearing pants. just a sporty bikini under her oversized jacket. ]

Aw, for real? No "Champ Juice"?

She's like anime Harley Quinn, I love her

[georgug]

[ Gorgug feels a little bad that he couldn't give her her first choice drink. But he tries to make himself feel better by reassuring himself that the weird yellow turtle guy wouldn't be doing any better. ]

Okay, uhh. Champ Juice, Champ Juice...

[ He tries investigating again, and this time he rolls a natural 20.

He stands up from behind the bar with a bottle in hand. ]

Here we go!

becca is love, becca is life

[drubbed]

[ —okay, so there's actually one labeled champ juice. lucky him?! but rebecca can't help an endeared snort that she shoots sideways. ]

Thanks, tol' guy. [ she holds her hand out and completely ignores the glass cups that mister shuckle the bartender may have lifted up out of pure chance. she doesn't need those. ] And just so you know? Champ Juice and Vitamin V are the same deal.

[ vodka. it's vodka. ]

[georgug]

Oh, so it's like a brand name thing?

[ He unscrews the top of the bottle and— after giving the discarded glass a side eye— hands the full bottle over to her.

Meanwhile, while he was looking for the Champ Juice, he did actually find a bottle of cranberry juice, so he takes that out and pours a glass for himself. ]

Did you just show up here, too?

[drubbed]

[ mmmmmhm, she hums! with the good stuff's neck in her hands, rebecca takes three full gulps straight from the bottle. ah. ]

Like, a day ago? This stone-age hoppin' shit is wild. [ another glug! ] Soooo, I take it you're new blood 'round these parts then, huh.

[georgug]

Uh, yeah, I guess so.

[ He's pretty sure that you're not supposed to drink vodka that fast, but he's not about to speak up to try to stop her. He just sips his own cranberry juice awkwardly. ]

I mean— I've been to Leviathan before. But I don't think that it's where it's supposed to be.

[drubbed]

Uh-huh . . .

[ sigh. man, that means she can't ask him "do you know which pokemon look like weapons???" because he surely wouldn't know. drat. and finding herself uninterested in the actual location brings her easily to another topic of discussion, honed in on by clinking the butt of her bottle against his cup of juice. ]

You ever spiked your Juicy Fruit before?

[georgug]

[ The thing is, if she did ask (and explained what Pokemon are), he might be able to suggest that there might be a Honedge in the Row, but as things are, he has no idea what a Honedge is. He'd probably just think it was an enchanted sword. ]

Uh. [ He glances nervously down at his glass of juice. ] I mean... I don't know if that's a good idea.

[drubbed]

Huh? Huhhhh, why not? You get heated easily, choom?

[ given “non-alcoholic”, she could only guess! and guess, perhaps, correct—?! ]

[georgug]

Uh... kind of? Like, sometimes I get really angry about stuff.

[ That's not exactly what he's worried about right now. He just doesn't want to drink and then go home and have to lie to his parents about it. ]

[drubbed]

[ the shuckle bartender seems a touch more distressed, but rebecca doesn’t take that to much thought. what’s actually happening is a couple of nicket are making their way downtown . . . ]

Big sis’ Becca here could keep a cap on ya’ if you really wanna sip, y’know? How about it?

[ huh?? huh??? ]

[georgug]

[ Gorgug frowns, weighing the pros and cons of pouring a little vodka into his cranberry juice. I'm the end, he fails his Wisdom saving throw gives in to peer pressure, and nods, sliding his glass over. ]

Okay. Just a little bit.

[drubbed]

Thatta boy!

[ and thus rebecca proceeds to pour just a shot of vodka in, and clink! the glasses clack together. ]

Cheers— What’s your name?

[georgug]

Oh, uh—

[ That's definitely more alcohol than Gorgug wanted, but he's too shy to stop her.

He clinks his glass against hers and takes an experimental sip. He's had vodka before, at Zelda's rager, so the taste isn't completely foreign to him, but it's still not exactly delicious. ]

Uh. Right. Sorry. I'm Gorgug.

[drubbed]

[ every adult knows alcohol does not exist for the taste. it's bad. holy shit, it's bad. but effects outway deliciousness! ]

Gorgug. Name's Rebecca, [ now those nickets are snooping around and certainly trying to open her jacket pockets. the disturbance and double take has her immediately trying to whack the fox upside the head with her fist when it has its teeth on her gear. ] —AY!!

[ yip!! ]

[georgug]

[ Gorgug doesn't hesitate, he reaches across the bar and tries to grab the Nickit by the scruff of its neck and yank it away from Rebecca. ]

Wh-whoa!