Grand Opening!

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Characters: Bryn Zethir and EVERYONE!
Date: Friday Evening, September 13th
Location: Bryn's Unnamed Bar
Situation: It's time for a grand opening!
Warnings/Rating: None expected but label your own threads if necessary.

After weeks of scrimping and saving, planning, organizing, working every day to get everything just so, Bryn's tavern is finally ready to open. There were times she wasn't sure it was ever going to happen, because what did she know about running a business, having only been a customer all of her adult life? There was still a chance that this would spectacularly flop and she would be broke and back to square one again. But tonight isn't the night to worry about that. One thing Bryn does know how to do is throw a party.

So, the two story has been scrubbed and polished within an inch of its life. The lanterns inside and out are burning with fresh candles. The bar is fully stocked, the kitchen has been bustling all day with food preparations, and for tonight, the stage is occupied by some of Keeliai's finest and liveliest kedan musicians. At one corner corner of the first floor, a table with ten jars can be found. Before each jar is a suggested name for the new tavern, and baskets of smoothly polished pebbles to be used to cast votes. Each attendee is welcome to vote for the name of their choosing, and Bryn will call her tavern by whichever one is the most popular.

All that's missing are her guests, whom she hopes to keep as customers over the coming weeks, months, or however long Bryn's stay in the city is.

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Poll #14201

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 27

View Respondents

Bryn's tavern needs a name, and the following options have been suggested! Every character attending gets a single vote and the one with the most votes will be the one picked!

View Answers

Bar In-Between
2 (7.4%)

The Brazen Pack-Beast
1 (3.7%)

The Brazen Turtle
10 (37.0%)

The Carapace
1 (3.7%)

Chelonauts
0 (0.0%)

The Frisky Swizard
8 (29.6%)

Iron Turtle
2 (7.4%)

Nowhere
2 (7.4%)

The Red Lion
1 (3.7%)

That Place
0 (0.0%)

Comments

[wonmyfreedom]

"Fran." Her voice is clipped and she takes a moment to look Stiles over. A young man, hume, roughly Vaan's age, perhaps a year or two older... with a penchant for staring, it seems. Though she'll assume that's because he's never seen a viera before. Aside from Balthier and herself, it seems no one here has. But as long as he doesn't call her an alien bunny lady out loud, she won't mind.

"We have not met before."

[skybluejeep]

"No, we sure have not."

He grins at her, and sticks out his hand for her to shake. And he's being very polite now, now that they've met in person. No more staring, no more being rude. And he definitely would not call her a hot alien bunny lady out loud.

"It's nice to meet you, Fran. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude."

[wonmyfreedom]

Fran glances down at his outstretched hand for a moment before briefly shaking it. "It is fine. It is a pleasure to meet you."

She looks down at him before she glances elsewhere - it isn't that she isn't interested in speaking to him, but meetings like this usually require smalltalk. And that is not something she is particularly good at. (Or fond of, for that matter.)

[skybluejeep]

Wow. Okay. Awkward. This is what you get for being a teenage boy attempting to chat up a hot woman, Stiles. And Fran, you are the queen of throwing shade, just for the record.

Although he does notice that her fingers end in some pretty wicked nails, so maybe chatting her up isn't going to end too well anyway. Stiles has kinda had enough of hot girls with sharp nails, cough cough Erica cough.

"Cool. Um. You keep on being you, okay?"

And with that, he starts to slink away, thoroughly cowed. Ugh, he was going to die alone.