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

[dissonates]

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

[Voice]

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.]

Comments

[mikangirl]

[Nami catches her drink and scoops it up, taking a sip before replying blandly.] Who knows. Maybe they heard on the grapevine that this place is being watched by the town's crankiest redheads.

[dissonates]

[Asch snorts quietly at that, but can't bring himself to disagree. Not that she's ever struck him as cranky, but- well, alright, he's not the most chipper person in the world, fine...]

[mikangirl]

[That gets a faint snort in reply, and Nami just tosses half the drink back, before picking up her staff again. And wonders just briefly if she should say something about Guy.

...nope.]

Nothing wrong with being cranky, mind.

[dissonates]

[He lifts a brow at that, looking less annoyed and more bemused this time. Nothing wrong with it?]

I can think of a lot of people who'd disagree with that.

[mikangirl]

A lot of people are wrong. [She blows her bangs out of her face.] Especially if you've got legitimate things to be cranky over.

[dissonates]

[Oh my god, someone who thinks the way he does. It's a miracle. She gets a briefly surprised look, then an agreeable nod.]

It would be convenient if more people thought that way.

[mikangirl]

Right? I mean, as long as you're not going overboard and taking it out on other people. You should be allowed to feel whichever way you want. Especially in a place like this.

[There goes the rest of her drink. She puts the glass down with a cheerful grin.] Very nice. Thanks.

[dissonates]

Especially when people enjoy antagonizing us.

[It's like it's a hobby for some of them. Asch scowls, but he does nod at the thanks. He'd be a poor bartender if he couldn't mix something basic.]

[mikangirl]

Some people consider that a hobby. Pretty horrid, I know.

[Said with all the shamelessness of someone who likes trolling on a regular basis. Cough.]

[dissonates]

Of that, I'm well aware. I've traveled with those types.

[And it's not fun. At all.]

[mikangirl]

[...]

Well, I hope they had some good qualities.

[She doesn't know anything about Asch's life except that he and Guy used to hate each other. So now she's wondering.

Totally assuming he and Luke have always been best buds, btw.]

[dissonates]

Is "useful" enough of one to count?

[It was enough to keep him traveling with certain irritants for a while.

...Ginji was alright, though. And now Asch is missing him, too. Ugh.]

[mikangirl]

As long as they're not doubly obnoxious by constantly rubbing that fact in your face.

[dissonates]

...Not... constantly.

[Generally it depended on the severity of the situation they were facing. They did like to tease him almost more than he could handle.]

[mikangirl]

Really? You must've had some wonderful luck in travelling companions.

[dissonates]

You call that lucky?

[Just who the hell has she been traveling with?]

[mikangirl]

Try travelling with a rubber pirate with the maturity of a five year old some time.

[dissonates]

[...Okay, yeah, she wins.]

I think I'd rather not.