dissonates | [Voice/Action] backdated to Day 1 of the event until the end!

[Asch will be leaving a single message on the journal network on the evening of the first day, his voice flat:]

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I know that the village is being its usual mad self this week, but Guy Cecil's gone back to his world. With the recent departures, Good Spirits is shorthanded.

[....oh, right.]

Also, considering the bar is in the area where alcohol is apparently prohibited, thieves have been after the stores. Most of the remaining supply's been hidden, but I could use help guarding it.

As far as I know, the journal network has always been for our eyes only, so if you want any for yourself and the staff doesn't recognize you, try to come up with something only one of us would know.

[After that, he won't be doing much exploration. Asch is having none of this silly experiment business; he woke up wearing this, and since his closet seems to be full of clothes either like it or much worse, he just rolls with it. He's been around the block before. He'll be staying in the bar pretty much 24/7 (besides food runs and emergencies) to make sure the collection doesn't get completely depleted; he may be a recently returned staff member himself, now, but the bar was important to Guy, so he can at least protect it for a while. Alcoholic drinks will be served through the back door to villagers only, so if you want some booze, better figure out a way to act convincing.]

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[Oh, Asch, don't you know it's not wise to feed the troll? Norma sees that look of horror and her smile becomes that of the devil's offspring. Ohoho, this is going to be so much more fun now.]

Yeeee-up! I'm a server here, and I have been for a few weeks. It'll be so nice to have someone take my load from time to time. Aaah~! I can already feel the ache in my muscles easing!

...Aren't you a waitress? Don't expect me to do your job for you.

[Why is this village full of annoying people who smirk like that? Seriously, it's like they showed up and started breeding.]

[Excuse you, Norma is one of a kind, okay. And she's just going to frown right back at Asch for raining on her parade. Jerk...seriously, Luceti needs more people with a good sense of humor and who don't scowl so much.]

Jeez, I was spot on with your nickname. But whatever, I'll do my job and then some, if you teach me how to mix drinks a little bit.

[He's not seeing anyone unique here 8|]

You don't know how?

[Well, okay, he shouldn't be surprised- if she was a bartender, she'd be a bartender. So to speak.]

I'm not an expert yet, but I know a few mixes.

[WELL MAYBE YOU'RE STILL BLIND, ASCH. B|]

Not really, just the ones without alcohol I can make, and the super simple ones that're just straight alcohol over ice. Really, anything you know would be more than I do. And I'd appreciate it... Though to be honest, you look more like one of those Suits that were in here before than a barkeep. You've got the matching frown...and the muscle, definitely.

[Norma, this is not how you thank someone for favors.]

[...Should he be insulted or pleased by that? Not that he enjoys being called what is essentially a hired thug, but at least it means he's blending in well... oi.]

Don't you think matching their appearance would be a good thing, since we're trying to avoid raising suspicion?

Or we could inadvertently be drawing the dimwits in when we oh-so-clearly do not want them hanging around. [Though Norma's one to talk, she's sporting the thug look herself.]

Though I still do have to get a gun off one of them... I'm counting on you, Chuckles! You can muscle me one of their guns, right? ♥

[Wow, Norma, wow.]

...You give me a stupid nickname, insult me, and then assume that I'm going to help you steal from criminals? You're not very smart, are you.

I'm not assuming anything! More like I'm hoping that when the bozos come back with their goons to try and steal our stock, you'll be smart enough to take 'em out. Then I can loot whatever's hanging around afterward!

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If you feel that strongly about it, why don't you go out and find a few yourself?

[Maybe they'll kidnap you and take you away from this bar and you'll never annoy any perfectly reasonable redheads again 8|]

Why, and shirk my responsibilities?! [That gasp is more fake than every single word she's spewing.] I'd never dream of such a thing!

Besides, as much as I'd love to break someone else's nose, I think my knuckles are getting sore from overuse. And my value my life too, y'know.

Fine- do what you want, and I'll be doing the same thing. It's not like I'm interested in doing that stupid scavenger hunt.

Awesome! So you can just toss me any of the items you find if you're not in it to win it! I knew I could count on you, Chuckles! [C'MERE, YOU, YOUR ARM'S GETTING A HUG. Because what is personal space - Norma's not quite sure.]

[scream why is she hugging him what the hell is this

She's getting a glower again, and after a second or two, a none-too-light shove off to try and make her let go. In response to the assumption, the hug, and the nickname all combined.]

If you hug me again, I'll be setting those items on fire instead.

[AHAHAHA--NO. Much like a barnacle, Norma does not let go, even when shoved. She laughs, though it turns into a dark little chortle as her smile turns manic and dangerously sweet. She may also be squeezing your arm a little bit tighter, too, Asch.]

If you even think about that, I'll throw you into the fire first.

[omg mad woman can he kill you

you're like three seconds away from getting punched or something]

If I earn them, I can do whatever I please with them. Maybe I'll just give them to someone else. Someone less clingy.

[GET OFF GET OFF HE'S BACKPEDALING NOW]

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