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Lord-Governor Kang ([personal profile] governorkang) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-03-16 03:14 am

CEEEEEELEBRATE GOOD TIMES~

Several buildings in the City had been completely destroyed during Aang's rampage, but a few had survived relatively unscathed. It had only taken Kang two days to repair the Drunken Dragon; he'd done so by himself, not even waiting for his leg to heal up a bit first.

Usually, he didn't bother lighting any candles or using the fireplace in the tavern unless it was a period when the artificial sun had set. He could see perfectly fine in the dim light. For the celebration, though, he'd thrown the windows open wide, scrounged up every candle he could find, and started up a fire, knowing that human vision wasn't as good as his own. The tables surrounding the stage had been cleaned, as well as the tankards, and the door was propped open. The bozak had even wrestled two of the 60-gallon barrels from the back room into a corner of the main room for easier access, one of cactus juice and one of ale. If more was needed, he was sure he could get someone to help bring out another.

Tess had commandeered the kitchen to make her food, bringing in her own equipment. Kang had been slightly afraid at first that she was going to burn the place down, but nothing had happened yet. She seemed to know what she was doing, even if she'd given him a few scares.

The sunlight glistened on the old sword blade teeth and dinnerplate eyes of the comical-looking wooden dragon grinning above the entrance. Come in, relax, have a drink and a bite to eat!

[OOC note: Both drinks are alcoholic, and the cactus juice has twice the kick of the ale. :D;]

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-03-17 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
He nodded. "Yeah, he's around here somewhere. He'll be fine." He waved a hand idly. "And I didn't know anyone could heal that fast," he gestured vaguely at Kang's wounds. "Aren't you a lucky bastard?"

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-03-18 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Russel had to admit he was curious. He might as well try it once. "No, but I'll try some. What is there?" He peered over at the barrels, trying not to move too quickly, generally.

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-03-18 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright..." he went over to it, and took a tankard in his only decent hand. He only filled it part way, in case it was nasty.

He came back and took his seat. He looked at the amber liquid before he upended the vessel and bolted it. He coughed, but he took it nonetheless. "That's disgusting."

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-03-19 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I can see that." But, since he was a proud teenager, and didn't want to just let this guy laugh at him without any kind of answer, he went back to the keg and refilled it to the brim. This time, he went a bit more slowly with it, and didn't cough.

"Why is people's first reaction to the end of a situation like this is to go get drunk?" he asked hypothetically.

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-03-19 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"And everyone will just pass out sooner because they're already exhausted," Russel said. He leaned his head on his good hand, his elbow on the bar.