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Post by Skullbooty on Jan 15, 2014 18:11:55 GMT -8
"Oh, l was just over at that table; your father seems like an interesting man! And I'm Tristan but, I'd prefer it if you'd call me Jason. It's a pleasure to meet you both.''
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 15, 2014 20:13:23 GMT -8
Helen- "Tristan must have been a popular name for babies a few decades ago. There's another Tristan here."
Darren- "*grmbl*"
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Post by Skullbooty on Jan 17, 2014 19:10:18 GMT -8
As Helen mentions the "other Tristan" he focus his attention over at table five where Eli had taken seat. He didn't fancy his experience while he conversed with Dragomir. Whatever happens, he hopes that Eli has a better experience with that irritable aged man than Jason had. Honestly, he doesn't think it could go any worse...hopefully.
"Eli is better at this than I am; I'm sure he won't have any problems.." Jason thought.
Jason was never good at holding back his feelings when it came to people who crossed him or people of which he didn't care for much. Because of that, he had often gotten into quarrels with people whom he had met that following day. The boy never had any problems with his social skills- but if there was one, his bitterness toward people whom were quick to judge him would be a "runner up". He quietly sighed as he thought about this as he pulled is sulky attitude together. He wasn't about to let another group of people down.To Helen,
" It probably was back in the day. Some days, I wish that my parents had taken the time to name me something else. And I was just over at that table with the other Tristan. He seemed a bit strange and he didn't say much so I didn't get a chance to get to know him." To Darren,
"Are you alright? Jason had noticed Darren's discomfort.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 18, 2014 14:46:01 GMT -8
Helen- "The other Tristan is about the same with me, Jason..."
Darren- "What? Huh? What?"
He seemed like he was coming out of a dream, and into an anxious situation - like waking up late for work at the Man-eating Mutant Frog Factory.
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Post by Skullbooty on Jan 20, 2014 18:58:13 GMT -8
Jason chucked a little at Helen's response.
To Helen,"At least I'm not the only one" To Darren, "Is everything okay? You seemed a bit out of it?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 20, 2014 20:45:36 GMT -8
Darren- "Oh. I'm... kinda dead..."
Helen- "Sooo tired! Somebody stayed up too late, haha."
Darren- "..."
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Post by Kristi is prescribed skeletons on Jan 22, 2014 23:44:20 GMT -8
((The following events occurred after Jason left for his next destination.))
Trevor - "Good evening."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 22, 2014 23:55:24 GMT -8
Kristi - Let's not interrupt a table. I'm creating the first of a new type of thread for you guys, hopefully we don't need too many of them...
Skull - Reposted from last page so you don't have to go back to see where you are...
Darren- "Oh. I'm... kinda dead..."
Helen- "Sooo tired! Somebody stayed up too late, haha."
Darren- "..." Jason smirked a bit. He wasn't surprised one bit at Darren's response- according to Jason, he had a feeling that the blonde haired boy wasn't paying much attention. Jason- "It's alright. Every now and then I begin to act the exact same way. Its best to get some sleep though, it won't do you any good if you start the day restless."
Helen- "So.. Seems like the thing to do is to ask each other questions. Did you have anything you wanted to ask us?"
Jason- "Well, what do you both do for a living?"
Darren- "Nothin' any more!"
Helen- "Yeah, he's coming back from a dark place. Had to quit the heroins, but let's not dwell on that. I own a bar. It's not too fancy, but pretty nice."
Jason- "Seems like an interesting job. I wouldn't mind doing something like that. I work at this tattoo parlor down near Harlan University."
Helen- "What? That's way more glamorous than owning a tavern. Not that I don't have fun there."
Jason- "I don't see how..you have a business and you get to do anything you want with it. I, on the other hand, get to permanently scar people with art that they will probably regret in the next five years. The majority of the people who come to me are either drunk, mentally unstable, or high off of some type of drug. Its not as glamorous as I'd like to think it is."
Darren- "Wow, you gotta be in like, the least ethical tattoo parlor in town. I tried to get tatted like eight times and got turned out on my ass for being drunk or high."
Helen- "Hey, everybody's got to make a living, right? Anyway, I just like to meet the people. Everyone is so different and unique! You're like that, Jason." Jason tried his best to ignore Darren's response. Jason- "That's good to know. I'd rather die in my skin than in someone else's. Its better to be considered unique that to be reminded of someone else- In my opinion that is."
Darren- "Hardcore, kid, you'll get t--"
Helen- "Heroins. Don't do drugs, Jason. Although if you do, I mean, it's all you. Some people would be hard to imagine without their vices, like a lot of the guys at my tavern. Or that Heroin Harry."
Jason- " Drugs aren't really my forte. Its sad but I tend to turn to alcohol more than anything else. I tried to go sober but..as you can see that didn't work out at all.
Helen- "Oh, I could totally help you with that. I'm a spiritual guru. At least, for a little while now."
Jason- " I appreciate it but my problem isn't something that I should get other people involved in. All I can do it work this problem out on my own. But if all else fails, I'll give you a call."
Helen- "OK, sure! Well.. I guess a question for you. Why did you turn your hair blue? Do you ever do other colors? It's pretty cool."
Jason- " Well, I wanted to do something different with myself. All my life I've been following other people and taking orders from them. When I decided to dye my hair, it was the time that I decided to stop taking orders. But, I've actually thought about cutting my hair and going all natural again. I miss my black hair.."
Helen- "I guess our lives were pretty different. I can't even imagine what it would be like to feel quite that way... Well, do you think we did a good job? Ready to move on?"
Jason- "You were awesome. It was nice meeting you both."
Helen- "Yaaay!"
Darren- "Ee."
Helen- "?" And so Jason moved on to his next table...
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 25, 2014 2:49:52 GMT -8
After Jason finished with Helen and Darren, Trevor approached the table.
Trevor - "Good evening."
Helen- "Good evening, cutie!"
Darren- "..."
Trevor sat down feeling the atmosphere was cordial even with the drowsy guy there.
Trevor - "How are you two?"
Helen- "We're great! Darren didn't get enough sleep, but he's OK. I'm Helen, and you were...?"
Darren's sweater reminded Trevor of a cartoon tiger.
Trevor - "You can call me Trevor."
Helen- "That's great, just like Trevor Jenkins from Live Boyz..."
Helen- "Darren, honey, don't you want to say something nice to somebody tonight, anybody?
Darren- "... The only nice thing I could say would get me jacked, baby."
Helen- "Jacked? What does Jack have to do with..."
Helen- "Nevermind. So Trevor, did you have something you'd like to ask?
Trevor - "What can both of you tell me about the guests I may not know?"
Helen- "Darren... is having a rough night. I'll try! Darren here was a rock and roller with The Belfries, my sister works at the observatory on Observatory Hill, our dad likes to do collage art, Vitus used to be a nude model, Angela is an Aldean, Gaston-Louis isn't always a jerk, Jack's last boyfriend was super-hot, Dragomir usually dresses like an Eastern Liturgy godpriest, Tristan was a model, Sarah played for the Queen a few years ago, Demy is a real cool guy, Francesca loooves hiphop culture, Marchese has secrets I don't even know about, Wilhelm used to be an actor in Grauland, Santi is a lot like Demy - so cool - but they don't get along as well as they should, Inka owns the Harlan Aquarium, Florence has even taller shoes than those ones, Thierry has a hairy butt, and Nick ... is kinda dumb."
All the new information flew by quickly and Trevor didn't have the guest names memorized well enough to match it correctly to them all, but he got the parts about the people he liked. He laughed a little at some of the sillier things Helen said.
Trevor - "Thank you. You're an honest person, I can tell. Although, Darren. Do you really have nothing to say? You also seem honest."
Darren- He hissed. "I told you, they'd straight jack me, dude! Fuuuuck."
Helen- "Err, um..."
He sprawled out over the table, not for the first time that night. His face was gone beneath bunched brocaded fabric.
Helen- "Yeah... rough night. Don't worry about him, Trevor. He'll get better."
Trevor - "Yes, I'm sure only tonight will be rough. Thank you, Darren. That was very honest."
Darren (on the table) - "*grmbl*"
Helen- "... So I heard you study bugs. That used to be more popular, huh?"
Trevor - "'More popular'?"
Helen- "Sure, people used to like that more. I guess now we all have TVs. It's hard to resist. I guess I'm just a couch potato!"
Trevor - "What do you like to watch?"
Helen- "Hmmmm... Lemme think... Anything on "Watch it or Be a Social Pariah Wednesdays" is good, but I especially like The Awkward Brothers and You Make Me Crazy. But I guess that isn't saying much because everybody likes those...
Trevor - "I've only seen You Make Me Crazy. I don't have much time for TV with university."
Helen- "Omigod, you like You Make Me Crazy? Who's your favorite character? Mine is Sadie. She's so sassy and funny, it's great."
Trevor - "I like both Sadie and Liam. Their actors have good chemistry and it's funny when somebody improvises."
At least that had been true for the five and a half episodes Trevor has seen.
Helen- "Can't leave out the other star of the show, Jennifer... Wow, you think they improvise? I heard that's really hard to do. It's all just funny to me. I bring my booty to the couch and they bring the funny to my TV."
Trevor - "I read online some Make Me Crazy actors improvise on the show. Niels Jansen used to be in an improv group."
Trevor wasn't sure if the pop culture trivia he was reciting was interesting, but at least it was related.
Helen- "Now, Niels, he plays Liam, right? Man, did you ever think he was going to get together with Sadi-- Oh, that's right. You probably didn't see the first season."
Trevor - "I've seen mostly reruns."
Trevor liked using the word "reruns".
Helen- "Ooh, were any of those from before Liam and Sadie got together? When they were always busting each other's chops?"
Trevor knew not what it meant to bust one's chops, so he simply answered the first question.
Trevor - "Yep, those."
Helen- "Those episodes were sooo great. They were great when they hated each other, but they're still great together, y'know? It's like it's sweeter because they hated each other first. I know, that's kind of silly."
Trevor - "Maybe they never really hated each other?"
Trevor knew that people in the real world that hate each other and have nothing in common typically go on hating each other. But hey, TV was supposed to be fantasy, right?
Helen- "Maaaybe..."
Darren- "*groan*"
Helen- "Oh, stay out of this if you're going to be like that."
Darren- "*grmbl*"
Trevor was ready to move on and takes advantage of the disruption.
Trevor - "It's been good talking to you, but I don't want to take all your time. I think I should let another here... Ah, Darren. Just one more thing: You used some unfamiliar slang to me. So, when somebody says they will be 'jacked' that is a way of saying he is in danger?"
Helen- "Is that what you were talking about?"
Darren- "Why, no. Not at all..."
Helen- "Well that's good enough for me! Have a sweet night, Trevor."
Trevor - "I'm glad we cleared that up. Good night."
Darren was a terrible liar.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 25, 2014 3:09:30 GMT -8
A few randos later...Babette took a seat across from the blond and blonde."You're my last table tonight. Have we met before?" Luckily (for Darren), the question was directed at Helen. She was familiar, but only in a vague way. Perhaps they'd passed each other along the busy street one day, or crossed paths during a concert. Who knew, honestly. The world was too crowded. "Maybe it's your green eyes. I just spoke to a woman with green eyes. They're lovely. Oh, and I'm Babette." Helen- "That was my sister Ellen! I'm Helen, thanks! Maybe you recognize me from the tavern I own, Fitzpatrick's? I spend most of my time in back, but come out to see the nice people or break up trouble sometimes. Oh, and this is-"
Darren- "Darren. Um, how's it goin'?"
"I'm doing super, Darling." She was momentarily distracted by his shirt collar, which seemed to be coming undone. Was that intentional? "You own a tavern? Impressive. Managing boozy people every night - that must be frustrating sometimes. How frequent are brawls? What's the ..." She trailed off, again distracted by the collar. "... Sorry. What was I saying? Oh, yes. What's the worst trouble you've interrupted?" Helen- "What? No, they're sweethearts. Or maybe I'm just very persuasive. I'm kind of a guru."
Darren- "Hey, uh... Babette. You, um, like what you see?"
"Almost." She pulled a silver needle and black thread from her purse. Babette flourished the tools like a magician who just produced a rabbit from her mystical hat."Let me fix your shirt. I have a steady hand. It won't hurt. Promise."
Darren- "Maan..." Darren let his face slap on the table again. Helen- "Well, he's down again. Nevermind him. So... you sew? That's neat. I sew too, but usually I'm adding stuff to my clothes. You know, a little extra fun."
"Bang." She put the needle away, lowered her finger gun, and returned to adult conversation. "Not sew, unfortunately. I don't possess your gift - that pretty collar must be handmade, right? But ripped seams and loose buttons are common. I don't like them." She had more champagne. After all, it was the end of the night, and she didn't have any plans after the party. Unfortunately. "So you're a guru? Visit my bistro sometime, please. Well ... I just work there. I don't own the place. But we still desperately need a guru. Last month, a customer threw his bowl of gazpacho across the room because it wasn't hot enough. Can you believe that? " Helen- "Actually, the collar is Margaret Abigail. I really just add stuff. Like this flower!" She gestured to a paper flower randomly sewn to the ruffles of her blouse. Helen- "Gazpach..? Oh! A guru isn't a kind of chef. I heal people with my soul powers. I helped Darren quit the drugs."
"Indeed. We don't need you to cook. We need you to heal our crushed souls. Gazpacho is supposed to be served cold. That customer was a horrible person for no reason. Hahahahah!" "Hm. It's not that funny, is it? It's actually pretty sad ..." "... such is life." "Well. Darren quit the drugs. Good for you, Darling." This conversation was going swimmingly. Helen- "Oooooh, I never had gazpacho."
Darren- *grmbl*
Helen- "Well, do you know how to mix drinks? I love my regular bartenders, but maybe on busy nights we could add someone, and you could work less at the soul crush place? I don't know... We should think of something. Crushed souls ain't pretty!"
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Jan 25, 2014 15:17:26 GMT -8
"Heal me, guru. I wanna be pretty." It wasn't the kind of job offer she'd expected that night, but Babette was still grateful. Bartenders swam in tips. Hopefully, the Fitzpatrick's dress code was lenient. She didn't own colorful clothing. Well, there was that maroon blouse from her step-mother. And she also had a dark gray jumper somewhere. It looked black in low light, though."I know how to make all the major mixed drinks. Plus some rare ones. Like Brain Eraser, Intoxication Salvation, Unholy Strawberry Traitor, Bitter Cocoa Apricot Graumeister ... and those are just the mixes with child-friendly names. Here's my info." She neatly wrote her name and phone number on a card. After considering Helen's cutesy style, Babette drew a heart with a smiley face in it. See! She could totally be cutesy, too."You won't regret this."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 25, 2014 17:15:05 GMT -8
She accepted the card. Helen- "Thank you, I'm sure your soul is lovely!"
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Jan 25, 2014 17:48:21 GMT -8
" You're lovely. Well, perhaps Loverboy should suffer in peace now. I'll see you both another time." She took her glass of bubbly and winked before leaving. Darren's faceplant and scruffy sweater were killing her vibe.
((OOC: AND Babette has visited everyone!))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 25, 2014 18:11:34 GMT -8
And the table was open!
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Post by Trinity on Jan 27, 2014 19:00:08 GMT -8
Leo was pumped! Her last table, yeah! She took a seat with a broad smile across her face and gestured to herself. "Hey there. Call me Leo."
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