005 - Will you do the fandango

[onlyanapple]

Who: Crowley and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit
When: Today!

[The Fleet will be greeted with the blasting noise of that song he got for Christmas, you know the one. If you don't, now you do. You're welcome. The screen flickers on to show the interior of the Iskaulit. Specifically, a brand new bar.

Everything is black and metalic, sleek and modern. Neon lights of blues and greens offer some light. This place screams fancy. It's even got a pretentious name, the word 'Málum' in red above the bar proper. It's an inside joke.

Crowley turns the device to grin at the audience.]

So, Varric may have started up his quaint little shithole but I'm here to offer you an alternative. After all "I might get a disease from one of these chairs" isn't what some people are looking for in a watering hole.

Open til late, free shot with every pitcher, yadda yadda, come and drink your troubles away. Enjoy our jukebox with songs from...whatever the fuck is on the network. Sorry if it's shite. That's just standard jukebox fare, if we're being honest.

Let's drink our bullshit troubles away.

[[OOC: And from this point on, Málum is a location you can use! If your character wants a handwaved job, they're welcome to it. The more people, the less Crowley has to work for himself and he does love less work.

Comments

[unconfines]

Oh, you know me. Wouldn't miss it for the world! [beat] Or even a few dozen of them, as it happens.

[onlyanapple]

A few dozen? You flatterer.

[unconfines]

Who, me? [He leans his chin on one hand, eyes bright.] Nonsense. I only speak the truth as I see it, ser.

[Beat. He waggles his eyebrows for good measure.]

But a little bit of enthusiasm here and there never hurt anyone, did it?

[onlyanapple]

[That gets a wide, sharp-toothed grin. ]

I'll certainly never turn down a little enthusiasm.

[unconfines]

Mm, good to know. I'll be by soon, then, shall I? [A small, wistful sigh.] Even if I'm not likely to get any disease at all from the chairs. I do love a good shithole. But I suppose we can't have everything, can we?

[onlyanapple]

Well, you can always go to Varric's if you want a shithole, but then you shan't have me and there would be the tragedy.

[unconfines]

Can't beat good company, can you? I'll have to make do, I suppose. Dirty up a corner just for me.

[Also, he will never set foot in Varric's bar probably ever. But what a downer saying that would be.]

[onlyanapple]

For you, but don't tell anyone or they'll all be wanting one and that'll be no good for anyone.

[It's ok, Anders, you won't be judged here. ]

[unconfines]

Please, I'm a picture of discretion! [is he] But more importantly, I adore special treatment. You've got nothing to worry about, my friend.

[onlyanapple]

Good to hear, Anders. Good to hear.