GP/EP: Check-In Day: Turning Tricks into Treats

[st_alksthroughwalls]

Instead of the remains of a raucous night of dedicated drinking, the chairs were up on the tables, the counter was cleaned, the floor had been vacuumed and mopped as appropriate. Kitty had had plenty of time to straighten up at close yesterday, since almost everyone seemed more interested in drinking in Bonesville. For her part, she'd had enough after her and Wyatt's little adventure in Funland. At least, she'd had enough for the few days it would take her to heal.

On the upside, that made opening up this morning easy and fast. On the downside, it meant she had an entire day with not much to distract her from wondering when Barrel of Fun would lock down access to the outside and why it couldn't open onto a world with higher tech. She had managed to scavenge some computer circuitry and cell phones, but she hadn't worked out how they'd solve her current tech problem yet.

If Dot were still here, she'd be baking for Halloween. Even if they'd had to explain Halloween to her, she'd be making cookies and candy and cakes, and probably sewing costumes, too. Those thoughts summoned a wistful sigh from Kitty while she took down the chairs. She was still sighing when she finished refreshing her stock of cut up fruit.

By mid-afternoon, she'd put away a pot and a half of coffee, she was practically vibrating, and a buzz-by from Caroline prompted an amazing idea. Why not spend the afternoon testing Halloween and Thanksgiving cocktails, to help turn the arrival trick of Check-In Day on the 1st into, well, a little bit of a treat? So it was that the new arrivals, two days earlier than expected, found the bar counter covered with spooky and kooky and dry-ice steamy drinks and Kitty literally spinning between her coffee cup and the next bright green, weirdly black, or pumpkin orange drink.

[ooc: find Kitty making any of these or drinking yet another cup of coffee, she's OTA]

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

"No," Corbie agreed. She shrugged, knowing she sounded crazy but also knowing she was in the right. "It doesn't. I didn't believe it either."

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[st_illfleshandblood]

"Nobody in their right mind would," Jackson replied pointedly. "Four hours, you say? What time is it now?"

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

"I don't wear a watch," Corbie admitted. Of course she didn't, she couldn't afford one. "But late enough last I checked that it'll be getting dark soon. Might wanna speak to the innkeeper about a room."

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[st_illfleshandblood]

Jackson looked back towards the front doors, the failing light outside. Damn if she wasn't right, probably best to spend the night here, go in the morning. He looked back at her with another sort of wariness. "Is this a scheme?"

If it was, it was a very elaborate one. But a room in a place like this - however pink - had to cost a lot. He'd just as soon drink until he passed out anywhere that would have him.

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

Corbie's face softened, and she looked older then, more tired. "I almost wish it was. That'd make a fuck of a lot more sense."

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[st_illfleshandblood]

Well, Jackson liked the mouth on her, in any case. "You're tellin' me." He looked around again, and then back at the girl. "I'm gonna be stuck here tonight, I'm gonna need a lot of alcohol. You got anything like a bar around here?"

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

Corbie's mouth quirked in a small, lopsided smile. "Oh yeah, we'd all definitely be crazy without." She pointed. "Bar's that way. Kitty could maybe explain things better than I can."

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[st_illfleshandblood]

Jackson touched his fingers to his hat. "Well, thank you for that, darlin'." Whatever was going on here, he'd find his way to the bottom of a couple of bottles, and figure it out in the morning.