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Last Call at Chaney's - JLA Watchtower RPG
Last Call at Chaney's
The doors are flung wide open and all of the lights are on.

A familiar form leans up against the bar, a pint glass held loosely in one hand.

Chaney's is open for business for two special reasons tonight -- firstly, to collect funds for rebuilding Metropolis.

But also to give the heroes a chance to relax and unwind, before what's bound to be a tough fight.

And Grace Choi is back to bartend.

"Cash only tonight, ladies and gentlemen. Everything goes to get our town back up and running. So drink up!"

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Current Location: Metropolis

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From: xspeedyx2 Date: September 20th, 2008 06:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
Mia turned and gave him a look. "Hahaha," she said sarcastically, "Pay no attention the crazy man that shoots the arrows Grace," she said. "Mountatin Dew would be great," she looked around for some of her fellow Titans.
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From: just_donna Date: September 20th, 2008 06:59 pm (UTC) (Link)
Donna was surprised that no one was checking ids, as she saw some of the younger Titans on the dance floor. She causally made her way to the bar. It had been a long day, one of those days where at the end of it, you really needed a drink. Which was how Donna felt right about now. Stupid love life.

"I don't care what you give me Grace," Donna said to her friend. Normally, Donna only really drank wine, but after the day she had had, she could really use something hard. "As long as it makes me forget the day I'm having."
bana_grace From: bana_grace Date: September 20th, 2008 07:48 pm (UTC) (Link)
"Can do, Donna." From behind the bar Grace pulls out a shot glass and a tall bottle full of an amber liquor.

"Scorpion Mezcal. It'll feel nice and smooth goin' down." The full-to-the-brim glass is slid over to Donna.

"I'd sip that though. Once you're done with that, we'll get ya started on something else."
azure_avenger From: azure_avenger Date: September 21st, 2008 12:00 am (UTC) (Link)
Beetle is there in costume, in person for a change - the robotic surrogate is good for a lot of things, but not for socializing.

"Just orange juice for me, I'm driving a twenty ton flying insect."
_black_canary_ From: _black_canary_ Date: September 21st, 2008 12:16 am (UTC) (Link)
"Does that mean you can park wherever you want?" asks Dinah Lance, coming up behind him. "Dare ya to steal Spooky Ears' spot."
shiva_wusan From: shiva_wusan Date: September 21st, 2008 05:02 am (UTC) (Link)
There is a back table, which has two occupants at it. Both of which will be surpising to many of those just entered for a number of reasons.

Still, Shiva likes it here for some reason. She finds the most interesting people here.

And Grace is fun.
uncommon_sensei From: uncommon_sensei Date: September 21st, 2008 06:56 pm (UTC) (Link)
Dragon sips at a tall glass of whiskey, listening to the conversations going on.

"As near as I can tell, this party's both a charity event for rebuilding Metropolis, and some kind of pre-mission get-together for the hero types. Something big going down."
miraclo3 From: miraclo3 Date: September 21st, 2008 06:07 am (UTC) (Link)
Rick Tyler ushers in a few of random JSA members, waving them all in.

"Okay this one was taught to me by a great man. An honorable man. And...go figure...its called "Hour of Power" " He's waving around. "To Rex Tyler, ladies and gents. With this, you and everyone else in, takes a shot of beer every minute for an hour. Now...who's up to bat?"

He rubs his hands, waving in others to partake in the tray full of Guinness beer in front of the group.

_nightwing_ From: _nightwing_ Date: September 21st, 2008 06:40 am (UTC) (Link)
"I resemble that remark," Nightwing says, as he takes a seat at the bar and orders a Zesti. "But no thanks. I'm not really a drinker." Roy, on the other hand...

3x2_9yz_4a From: 3x2_9yz_4a Date: September 21st, 2008 06:56 am (UTC) (Link)
Jesse's suddenly next to him, leaning up against the bar. She raises a hand and signals a harried looking bartender.

"Pint of your best porter, please. Nightwing, you really should relax a little more."
plazmania From: plazmania Date: September 21st, 2008 11:18 pm (UTC) (Link)
There's a fella at the end of the bar with the widest grin in the joint saved just for the lady tending it, although she'd likely be the last person to call herself a lady.
_bird_of_flame_ From: _bird_of_flame_ Date: September 21st, 2008 11:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
Flamebird slides onto a stool at the bar next to Plaz while Grace is a little ways further down the bar. So far she's mostly managed to hang back, which is fine with her for the moment. With the mask on, she's much less of an attention seeker than she is usually.
plazmania From: plazmania Date: September 22nd, 2008 06:47 pm (UTC) (Link)
If you're a hot chick ducking attention, you don't sit next to Plaz.

He keeps the grin going for grace, but a second head pops out of his back to talk to Flamebird.

"Hey, sweet cheeks! Did I tell you the airbrushing wasn't necessary?"
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