Post Mission Party At The Bar

[shynotmeek.livejournal.com]

Its time to unwind, relax and receive news of home. A pod pop occurred while some were on a mission and it's time to meet up with new friends, drink well with old, and relax.The Drunken Dragon has opened its doors and stands ready and willing to assist in forgetting the trials those on the mission experienced.




OOC: If you want a specific barmaid, just put their name in the subject. Otherwise, enjoy, intermingle and do as you like.

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[on_errantry]

Large gatherings of people usually saw Rhiow perched on the edge of the bar, so for the first part of the celebration, her absence would have been noted.

When she finally did come into the tavern, she did so not by her customary (and sometimes startling) method of using a transit wizardry, but chose to slip through the various patrons until she got to the bar. There she jumped to her usual spot and lied down, her ears tilted to the sides and her gaze fixed on the wood of the bar like she was deep in thought.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean had acquired something stronger than beer, and was trying to slip back out again. He briefly paused wondering what was going with Rhiow. She should be fine though, right?

[on_errantry]

"D'hean," she said, getting to her feet as she snapped out of her reverie. "Not staying for the party?"

It wasn't like him. Rhiow pushed her own complicated emotions aside for a moment and tilted her head, inspecting him. He looked tired.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

"Nah, not today," He commented, trying to brush off the concern.

"How you doing, Rhiow?"

[on_errantry]

"Coping," Rhiow said, trying to keep her tone even and bland. The People weren't huge on sharing emotional states with each other. Rhiow figured that she could trust Dean not to ask her how she was feeling that much. "I chose to get my memories of the Ohm attack back from Stacy."