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

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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]

Comments

Re: Bo - OTA

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"Does that mean there are people I should get into a fight with?" She grinned wryly as she played with her glass. Bo wasn't actually a fight-seeker. Not usually, anyways, but sometimes it was nice when bad guys decided to pick a fight.

"I'm getting the sense people who've been here a lot are used to seeing a lot of strange things... unless you're saying you're used to that stuff even back home."

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_andingtall]

"Both," Sam answered her. Some people kept their skills secret when they got here. Sam had never been one of them. He and Dean had started temporarily exorcising ghosts from guest rooms by request within a few weeks of other people getting here. He kept the fact that he was a demon-tainted precognitive clairsentient telekinetic to himself, but that was mostly because he preferred people not know he was a monster. "Think Ghostbusters meets Blair Witch with The Exorcist thrown in for good measure."

He grabbed himself a beer stein and one for her and filled them both from the pitcher. "Pick guys over women to fight. I've never met so many women who can throw you across the room without breaking a sweat."

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_unaligned]

Bo wasn't sure she wanted to admit she hadn't watched two of the three movies he mentioned but she did know the gist of them from Kenzi - what would she do without Kenzi? So Sam must be something like Hale and Dyson only human. He didn't seem to give off the 'I'm a Fae' vibe.

Her expression turned somewhat sultry at his comment about the women. "I don't know. That sounds like it could be a lot of fun." Her eyebrows lifted a little in a playful manner. It's how she often liked her men too, if she were being honest. "Although I like a little sweat. Not really any fun otherwise." She was speaking both for actual fighting and for more pleasurable activities.

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_andingtall]

"Yeah." Sam didn't do much in the way of gentle sex, but he also didn't do much in the way of talking about it. He didn't blush, but he did duck her gaze a little so he didn't tie his tongue in knots.

He probably should feel guilty for what he was thinking, since Rebekah hadn't even been gone a month. But she was gone, she wasn't dead, and he was already feeding Caroline.

"You won't have trouble finding people to sweat with, either. You probably never do." Which was as close as he could get to Dean's 'casual' pickup lines as he was likely to get, but he did lift his head again so she wouldn't think he was sending her somewhere else.

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_unaligned]

While alcohol definitely took the edge off, there was nothing quite like a feed from sexual energy. Bo was usually good at pushing aside her primal need to feed, but sometimes she was okay with making an exception.

"I somehow get the feeling you might not do so bad in that department either. You carry yourself like a guy who knows what he's doing." Another double meaning for him.

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_andingtall]

Sam rolled his shoulder, less awkward than before and more a simple acknowledgment that yeah, he did fine, and he knew his way around a bedroom and a female body.

He met her gaze more steadily now, knowing that she was showing an interest and said, "We could take the alcohol somewhere else."

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_unaligned]

The pull was far too great now for her to ignore. Besides, she was single, right? Bo felt the urge to take him right there at the bar - sometimes spectators could be fun - but decided if she was stuck here for a long time she didn't want to be the person everyone gossiped about.

Her playful smile remained on her lips as she shifted off the bar stool. "I'm still learning my way around this place so I'll follow your lead."

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_andingtall]

A small smile, not surprised but not cocky either, settled on his mouth, and looked as though it hadn't spent much time there lately. He snagged the bottle, skipped the glasses, and cocked his head away from the bar toward the lobby.

His room was out of the question, since River could show up at any time. No one was in Rebekah's old room, but that felt wrong. "On a scale between polite and major redecorating, how much privacy do we need?"

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_unaligned]

There were so many thoughts about possibilities at such a question Bo actually had to concentrate to focus for a moment - like a starving child put in front of a buffet of food.

"I can try my best to behave." She walked a little in front of him, her hips swaying sensually, and then turned to face him with a wry smile. "I also have a key somewhere on my body if you'd like to find them."

Bo's clothes were, by nature, tight, so finding the keys which were in her front left pocket, would be an intimate affair.

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_andingtall]

Since she was inviting it, Sam gave her a long, appreciative look up and down, and stepped close enough that he could easily have snaked an arm around her and hauled her up against him, but he only held her gaze until he felt the unmistakable heat between them.

Because Sam was, by nature and by pick-pocket training, observant, he'd noted the only place her clothes didn't fit perfectly flush--left front pocket. He slid his free hand up the curve of her hip and let his thumb linger over the key.

"Unless you're in building 1, there are empty rooms closer."

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_unaligned]

Bo could feel the heat inside her rising. Had she reached out to touch his skin, she'd have been unable to stop the arousal from transferring over to Sam and they for sure would have made a big disturbance right there in the hallway. Bo managed to keep her hands to herself - as hard as it was - and licked her lips as she held his gaze.

"Guess we need an empty room then."

Re: Bo - OTA

[st_andingtall]

It should bother him, this sudden, out of nowhere need to throw her against a wall or a bed. It should, but it didn't. Rebekah had been gone long enough that his body was noticing her absence and Caroline biting him without sex involved wasn't helping anything.

"C'mon, then."