CEEEEEELEBRATE GOOD TIMES~

[governorkang]

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;]

Comments

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"If you'd be so kind as to entertain, I could listen all night," she promised, settling her chin on her hand.

[notlewis]

Oh god, was it- was this- the end of a literal lifetime of involuntary celibacy? (technically.) "If you could stand to be my audience that long, I'd be happy to."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

Probably not, but it never hurt to hope, right? "Hell, if you've got enough words to fill that long and keep it interestin', I'm all ears." Or hands.

[notlewis]

At this point, the fact Kaylee had not recoiled in disgusted horror or smashed him with a rolling chair was already the closest Luis had gotten to some semblance of success with women since before he had died.

"I think it's worth a try," he offered, and leaned forward on his elbow slightly. "What are you doing after this?"

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

The mechanic shrugged. "All depends on who else walks through those doors this evenin'." She did want to check up on people, and there were still plenty she hadn't made her way around to see yet. "Though after's pretty much still up in the air, I think."

[notlewis]

"Me too. So if you are so inclined later on, and looking for somewhere to land--" Luis grinned at her and lowered his voice. "You are more than welcome at my place."

Pause. "Room. Lab. Whichever sounds the most exciting."

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

"Glad to know the door's open." Kaylee took another thoughtful drink before nodding her head. "Play it by ear, then?"

[notlewis]

"As I prefer to do most things," he said. "I'm sure you'll be able to find me, mi amiga bonita."