Winter Formal: The Bar

[Nathan Griffin]

"A while, yeah," he greeted Ava with a fangless smile. "Good seeing you again."

He finished the rest of the beer while the fellow Autumn greeted the others and then asked for another one. To her offer he mumbled "I don't dance," barely loud enough to hear. It wasn't exactly true, but he was not about to get into that.

"Only if the drinks are made with the tears of children Santa forgot. If you want jolly, I think Lynn's bunch handles that department," he smirks to the Councilor, returning her wink. Redheads are always trouble. "Charming, suave, sophisticated, hmm... Please keep talking."

[Tally Benoit]

"Hey and not much beyond the holiday season." Tally replies to Nathan. As each person arrives at the bar, she nods her greeting as she takes some time to drink her beer, waiting for it's effects to dull her nerves.

"I'm Tally Benoit, Courtless." She says in way of introduction when Peps. Snorting at the boarding house being call a murder house. Content to listen more then participate for now, merely enjoying their company really.

[Lynn Mills]

Lynn shook her head and grinned at Nathan, "You know, I really don't think that your ego needs any help. Too much flattery and there won't be any room for dancing." Turning slightly, she spotted Morgan across the room and decided to join her Motley mate for a time. "If you all will excuse me," nodding to them all, she made her way across the room.

Lynn leaves this thread and joins the conversation over here.

[Pixie Styx]

Daisy's eyes found the group near the bar with a smile she skipped over, she scratches Sly behind the ear as she approaches the bar tender, "This one," she says patting his head, "would like like a White Russian. No ice, no vodka, and hold the kahlua." she giggles at the look she receives for ordering just a glass of cream. "And I'll just have a glass of white." Daisy transfers Sly to her shoulder so he could rest there, and so she could have her hands free for the drinks. The artist smiles in thanks when the drinks are placed into her waiting hands. Her greatful smile widens when she notices that the bartender made sure that the glass the cream was in was wide enough so that Sly could drink with out a mess.


Daisy turns towards the small group. 'So refreshing! Here a Summer and an Autumn talking! Thank goodness we left New York!'

"Hello, Just arrived, or rather, unpacked!" she says with a laugh, "I'm Daisy Wen, and this one here, is -" "-Syghimye-" "Sly. Call him Sly, he loves that." she finishes brightly, completely ignoring the glaring cat on her shoulder, then the paw on her cheek, the cat huffs and moves down her arm to his cream, takes a small drink as Daisy holds steady for him, then curls back onto her shoulder.