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Mary ([personal profile] paletteknife) wrote in [community profile] smash_logs2013-12-30 09:52 am

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Who: Anyone of legal drinking age or with a good fake ID
What: A BAR LOG: NEW YEAR'S EDITION
When: New Year's Eve
Where: The Birdcage
Warnings: I think there may be alcohol references in this bar log. Also probably sloppy makeouts come midnight.



The Birdcage may have taken a hit during the destructive riots in the city over the summer, but like a majestic phoenix, it had risen from the ashes and looked better than ever with its renovations - just in time for one of the biggest nights of the year. The lights shone brighter and more colourful than ever, the bar was stocked with fresh new liquors from around the globe (and beyond), the music rang loud and clear through new speakers, the stage was more elaborate and featured all kinds of drag and burlesque troupes...

It was simply fabulous.

And on this New Year's Eve, it was packed from wall to wall with those reveling in the joy of having their favourite bar back and eager to see what the next year has in store. The patrons were brought together from all walks of life, all timelines and universes and races and lifestyles, to celebrate together and bask in the warm buzz of a good drink.

Some of them were here from Smash Academy. Why? Maybe they planned in advance. Maybe it was spur of the moment in an attempt to not spend New Year's miserable and alone while sober. Maybe it had to do with that brochure for the grand reopening that kept appearing on the bulletin board outside the cafeteria no matter how many times a certain hall monitor and other concerned folk took it down.

THE POINT IS. It's a drinking log. Go nuts.
tearfulpartings: (Cautionary glance)

[personal profile] tearfulpartings 2014-01-05 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, thank you," she said, hopping herself up on to the seat that he provided for her.

She was going to lean in to ask him how he was, but the jar of purple things distracted her entirely. Elizabeth stared down into the jar's contents, raising her eyebrows.

"... Those are eggs?"
punchtheflute: (Human - Mantage)

[personal profile] punchtheflute 2014-01-05 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah! The stuff they pickle them in is like purple vinegar. Like the stuff they pickle beets in. They're really good!"

Sonny was a big fan of these. Could you tell?

"Oh, but if you don't like eggs? There's also peanuts!"

Because everyone liked peanuts. Except nut allergy sufferers. Hopefully she wasn't one of those.
tearfulpartings: (You piece of shit)

[personal profile] tearfulpartings 2014-01-05 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
Peanuts were certainly a safe a familiar option. Good ol' peanuts.

That meant that she was absolutely not going to eat a peanut first. Elizabeth pursed her lips slightly in determination. "I'll try an egg," she said, reaching to grab one.

Wow this was so purple. Look at it. Crazy.

"... Do I just take a bite out of it...?"

WAS THERE A RITUAL?
punchtheflute: (Human - eating)

[personal profile] punchtheflute 2014-01-05 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah! If you can't put the whole thing in your mouth at once!"

He plucked one from the jar and just stuck it right on into his mouth. Which was probably a fair bit wider than hers.

"Shee! They're rully good!" he said while hiding his mouth behind a courtesy hand.
tearfulpartings: (Exclamation point!!)

[personal profile] tearfulpartings 2014-01-10 09:14 am (UTC)(link)
Elizabeth gave the egg in her fingers a look. His mouth was indeed much wider than hers. Could she fit the whole egg in her mouth. Could she. Could she do it.

... She wasn't confident in her abilities to do this, but she would take a very sizeable bit for her tiny mouth.

Blinking in surprise, Elizabeth chewed slowly to really get a hold of the flavor and texture of the snack. "Ohmf!" She said, mirroring his polite hand action. Then she swallowed. "That's... really interesting!"
punchtheflute: (human - super happy)

[personal profile] punchtheflute 2014-01-11 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"It's really good, right!?" Sonny replied, having swallowed all of his, now. "I wouldn't of thought to pickle eggs - I'm more used to pickled vegetables! But that's why some people are geniuses - they come up with cool things!"

He drank a little of his orange juice to wash it down.

"How have you been, anyway!? It's been a really long time since I saw you last. Have you been enjoying classes? And vacation?" Because it was vacation now.