Calling Chefs and Bartenders and ... Doctors. Probably.

[namisan]

Who: Nami and anyone
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Bloodsport, Iskaulit
When: Today

[She wakes up feeling odd. Can't quite place it. Her clothes hang a little more loosely when she puts them on, and Nami makes a face. She's been run off her feet way too much lately. Which means... now is probably a good time to make that call she's been putting off, with certain bffs turning into crazed Stepford wives. :|]

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Malum isn't the only place that's short-staffed. The Space Bar could do with at least one more bartender, maybe two. We definitely need a chef, so if you're interested in earning some more cash and all the free drinks you want, basically the same deal applies! I'll be at the bar all day, so if you're interested, come in and say so.

[She could probably have put more effort into that, but she's too tired. Blagh. Oh wait, an addendum:]

Within reason, by the way. If you're some kind of demigod with a limitless appetite for alcohol I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have to limit you on your free consumption.

[This is not hypocritical at all, given her own tolerance. But hey. Basically if you can outdrink Nami, you... probably shouldn't get all the free beer you want or you'll put her out of business.

Now excuse her as she yawns off to work.]

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[For the afternoon she's fine, even if she has to cinch her cute saloon dress in another tiny bit. She has lost weight. There's a vague resolution of taking a couple days off and stuffing her face once she has more than one other staff member (and Fenris could probably do with the option of more time off besides), and she just gets on with it. If you come into the bar in the afternoon she'll be her usual self, serving drinks and talking to potential employees or crammed in a corner on a break with a sandwich and a pack of cards.

Evening hits, and so does exhaustion. She slows down, occasionally gets distracted staring into space, and there's a light flush on her face that isn't from drinking. It's only a few hours on that she has to squint to focus, and Nami acknowledges that, okay, she might be coming down with something, and maybe she left looking for staff a little too long. But she keeps working, until either the bar closes or someone well-meaning chases her out of the bar. Buuut if you do that, you better be prepared to cover for the rest of the night, gosh.


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Either way, by the time she leaves the bar and starts heading for the shuttle bay, her face is flush with fever to the point that the tips of her ears are turning red, and all her joints ache.

This feels familiar.

...it's probably just the flu.

She travels the hallways down to the shuttle bay, leaning on the walls to get her balance back, and manages to make it all the way down to the Bloodsport's shuttle, getting the hatch open, before she just... slides down its side to her knees, closing her eyes. She should probably get back to her ship and get a doctor's opinion.

Orrr maybe she'll just... pass out. Right here.

Sounds good.]

Comments

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[athru]

I could be a bartender.

[ She spent enough time in bars with Charles that it doesn't seem too out of her reach. ]

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[namisan]

Great! Have you got any experience?

[Not that that's a deal breaker. Nami's total experience in bar work was basically... being in a lot of bars...]

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[athru]

Does spending years watching people make drinks count as experience?

[ And, then, she has to fight her laugh. ]

I was a waitress for a while.

Action - evening

[wolfuncaged]

[Well, at least Fenris is still here. Even if it's just like...both of them. Trying to run a bar. Yeah, he so did not sign up for this, thanks for nothing, Varric. He's still reeling from what he's learned from the latest Hawke to arrive, but working at least takes his mind off that.

Still, he's been keeping a quiet eye on Nami all night, and eventually, with a sigh, wanders over to her. ]

Perhaps you should go back to the Bloodsport and rest. You don't look well.

[namisan]

[She's working on cutting you some slack, Fenris. Promise. It's probably why she just shakes her head to the suggestion. Though with the way everything seems to tilt just slightly when she does it, the Bloodsport sounds awfully nice right about now.]

You can't run the place all by yourself. You're already busy enough as it is.

[Not to mention you're not much of a smiler, gosh.]

[wolfuncaged]

[Excuse you he smiled like twice this week!! That's a new record!!! ]

I am sure I can manage. Besides, you look like you're about to drop.

action!!

[pneumo]

[ That sounds perfect because who better to come save the day than...this idiot, who pretty much trips over her trying to poke his head in and look around.

Just because he can smell her doesn't mean he was looking for a collapsed body okay.

BUT. Once he's caught himself and looks down, he wonders why why Nami's decided to sleep on the floor like that. It doesn't look that comfy. ]

....Nami?

action!!

[namisan]

[Sorry, Sascha. Nami is currently unable to take your calls.

...kind of really hope you've seen sick people before this :D Just look at that face. She is most distinctly not comfy.]

[pneumo]

[ HE'S SEEN SICK PEOPLE, don't you worry about that. It just takes him a minute in a lit environment for him to realize she isn't replying because she's out rather than simply sleeping. He calls her name one more time to be sure, but then he's knelt down at her side, hastily checking her breathing and forehead, and...wow yeah, you're burning up hun :c what happened here. ]

Action??, evening

[isocelesmonster]

[Fever-dreams are some of Bill's favorites. It's amazing what some heat does for human creativity!

Unfortunately, this is no time for entertainment. Someone passed out, and he's been itching to say hello.

Pulling a few strings in her memory deposits Nami in a calm dream about a beach she'll remember and have positive-to-neutral recollections of. She's not alone - a little yellow triangle blinks down at her, apparently having already been there when she arrived.]

YIKES, [He says, in a high-pitched, echoey voice. He has no mouth, but his surface flickers in time with his speech.] YOU'RE NOT LOOKING SO HOT, THERE, RED!

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[namisan]

[Nami isn't entirely sure what's going on, to be honest. There's the definite thought that she just escaped something unpleasant, and if she had to be somewhere else, Cocoyashi's beaches with their overlooking clifftops are a pretty good alternative. She shouldn't be here, right? So she's dreaming, or she went home and forgot, or--

Well, brains being scrambled a bit don't help. Dreaming. Definitely dreaming. The air is cool; it's nice.]

[namisan]

[...also there's a small triangle thing talking to her GKKDFS--]

Ah.

I guess... not?

[What the hell are you and why are you on my beach]

[isocelesmonster]

DIDN'T TAKE YOUR MASK OFF ON THAT MOON, DID YOU? I WASN'T THERE, BUT I HEARD IT WAS BAD NEWS!

[The triangle floats downwards and pulls a tiny cane from nowhere in particular, which it leans on in mid-air.]

NICE TO MEET YOU TOO, BY THE WAY!

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[collegedropout]

I guess I could grace you with my bartenderly charm.

[hi hey i'm doing great now]

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[namisan]

You're hired if you can answer one simple question. Bonus points if you can already guess what it is.

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[collegedropout]

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Are you gonna ask if I'm not glitched anymore?

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[goldenglasses]

I didn't realise you were so short staffed. If you need the help free drinks in exchange sounds pretty fair. Unless you've got enough volunteers already.

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[namisan]

[There's a salary attached to that too, but the point is moot.]

Hmm. How's your cooking skills?

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[cajunspice]

Sounds like ya need a holiday, cherie, or at least a comfy seat 'nd foot rest, maybe a servant or two to bring ya drinks, 'nd just a lazy afternoon.

I ain't ever done 'nything on a professional level, but have cooked for many in the past 'nd I do a lot of the cookin' on the Wonderduck, so if ya willin' to give me a trial run ya can always give a yell in my direction.

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[namisan]

You know, that sounds like an amazing holiday. I think it'll put it on my list for the weekend.

[Grin.] Have you got the cooking augment, or is it just plain life experience?

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[namisan]

[Because confined to bed rest in the med lab while drugs fight their way through the infection, hooray. Come and keep her entertained/loom/draw on her face. IDK. Whatever floats your boat.]

[collegedropout]

[Knock, knock. He knocks on the doorframe as a common courtesy, brow furrowed sympathetically. He's had his fair share of not feeling well, but he's been blessedly free of that as of late. Maybe because Adstringendum was a fucking terrible germ-filled world whee he overworked himself often (or was sick with the Trials) - look he's in a way better place here, okay.

But he gives a little smile, putting his hands in his pockets.

He speaks in a low voice, trying not to betray his worry. Being laid up with infections and weird ones at that aren't any fun at all. Geez.]

Hey. How's your date with your antibiotics going? Are they a keeper?

[goldenglasses]

[Vash visits a few days of bed rest in. Making sure Nami's had a bit of rest before she has some visitors that aren't close friends. He knocks light at the entrance of her room.] You awake boss?

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[neversets]

[Apollo looks, as ever, cheerful.]

I'm a cook augment. I mean, I seem to mostly be really good at baking, but I do know how to make bar food as well, it's not that hard with this thing.

[He taps behind his ear.]

And I double as a bouncer!

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[namisan]

Bouncers are always handy. [And he has a cooking augment; what a shame she's already got two lined up to test. Of course, one of them might not work out.]

I've probably filled my chef positions already, but those are some skills too good to go to waste. And we've already had one party in here lately. Would you be interested in filling in for absent employees and taking on special occasions? It happens more often than you'd think in these places.