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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] riseupnchargem.livejournal.com 2010-03-19 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Jamie considered this for a moment or two, wearing an expression somewhere between deep thought and bewilderment, before shaking his head a bit. "Nnnnaaaaahh, I prob'ly shouldn't. Didn't really come here to get drunk or anything. Just said I'd have a drink with him..." He tried to indicate Sawyer, realized that he was no longer certain of where in the pub his companion had gotten to, and deduced that the man had flitted off elsewhere to continue his drunken whoring. Jamie blinked and shrugged. "...anyway. So I had a drink. 'm good for now. 'specially if people are gonna start fighting," he added with exaggerated emphasis. "Can't 'duck at the right times' if my brain's all fuzzy."

[identity profile] proffesorcrisis.livejournal.com 2010-03-21 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Then you can hide behind me." Isaac was certainly broad enough to be an effective shield. He was struck suddenly by a near overwhelming urge. This kid needs a girlfriend...Ah, or a boyfriend maybe. Shouldn't make assumptions. Regardless... "Or you can go home, if you don't think the ambience is for you."

[identity profile] riseupnchargem.livejournal.com 2010-03-21 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mn. The...'ambiance' i'n't so bad right now," Jamie conceded, folding his arms on the table to lean on them as he surveyed the other tavern patrons. "'f anyone starts flipping over tables or throwing people through windows or something, though, I'm outta here." Nevermind that it was highly unlikely any altercation would get that far around here - Jamie made it a point to plan for the worst. Anything less was pointless optimism, in his opinion.