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Character name: Surge Open/closed: Open Time: 9 PM
Surge had been on his way home from school when he suddenly got a snack craving. Not wanting to backtrack all the way to the cafeteria, he instead detoured to the first floor of the teacher's dorms. Although he normally wasn't one for vending machine junk food, he just couldn't ignore the craving.
As he neared the machines, he noticed some chairs lying about. Looking over, he noticed the makeshift bar as well. While normal people would have been confused, Surge immediately recognized it as a bar. After all, he had had drinks at worse dumps.
"Well, what have we here?" he grinned and pulled up a chair.
"Heh, glad to be of service. Comin' right up--" Louie turned to prepare the drink, talking as he went. "We only just opened up a few weeks ago, actually, but uh, yeah..."
He set the drink on the counter in front of Surge. "There, scotch on the rocks, just for you, my man. That'll run ya $7.50," he said, well aware of the ridiculous price.
The lieutenant quirked an eyebrow at the ridiculous price, but shrugged it off. He was loaded, what did he care?
Putting the money on the counter, he took a sip of the scotch. Damn did Surge love that burning sensation down the back of his throat. "Just a few weeks ago, huh? I'll have to keep this place in mind for later then."
That was when he realized he never introduced himself. "Oh right," he laughed, "Name's Surge. Lieutenant Surge." He offered his hand to the other man.
"Nice to meet ya," Surge nodded. "So, what exactly do you do at the school? No offense, but you don't exactly seem the teacher-ly type. I teach Military Protocol."
Actually, there was another question on Surge's mind. "Any reason in particular why you decided to start this little joint of yours? I would hardly think the higher-ups approved of this sort of thing... if they even bothered to come lookin', that is."
Surge nodded at Louie spoke. "Maintenance huh? Good to know the school's at least somewhat prepared in case anything goes on."
"Yeah, that makes sense. And they hardly pay us enough as it is," he grinned. Not that he had to worry about money, but he could at least understand the other's predicament.
The confidential part caught his attention though. "Heh, is that so? What a shame. And here I was hopin' for some sort of juicy story."
... Goose chose the worst night ever to be sneaky and go run off to get drunk.
Since he and Lance had postponed their drinking day to the next day, he decided it wouldn't be a bad idea to go off and get himself shit-faced out of his mind. Just as long as Surge didn't know that he'd be getting drunk two days in a row, well, everything would be PEACHES.
Peeping in, he grinned and plopped down on a chair... not noticing that it wasn't too far away from his boyfriend...
Surge, however, was much more aware of his surroundings than his boyfriend. Taking another sip of his drink, he happened to glance over at the new comer. He nearly spit out all of his drink in surprise.
"Goose? What are you doing here?"
If Goose was there to get wasted, then he was going to be sorely disappointed.
"... uh. Nothiiiin'," He lied through his teeth, forcing out a little smile. "I was just... comin' here for a snack or two..." Oh yeah, that was definitely like him. Suuuuuure. Like Surge would believe that, right?
"... what, ya' don't believe me? Relaaaaax," He snickered and shook his head. "Besides, I'm only gettin' drunk tonight for the first time in a few weeks!"
Open/closed: Open
Time: 9 PM
Surge had been on his way home from school when he suddenly got a snack craving. Not wanting to backtrack all the way to the cafeteria, he instead detoured to the first floor of the teacher's dorms. Although he normally wasn't one for vending machine junk food, he just couldn't ignore the craving.
As he neared the machines, he noticed some chairs lying about. Looking over, he noticed the makeshift bar as well. While normal people would have been confused, Surge immediately recognized it as a bar. After all, he had had drinks at worse dumps.
"Well, what have we here?" he grinned and pulled up a chair.
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Surge glanced around the room. "Has all this really been down here the whole time? I don't live on campus, so I've never really ventured here before."
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He set the drink on the counter in front of Surge. "There, scotch on the rocks, just for you, my man. That'll run ya $7.50," he said, well aware of the ridiculous price.
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Putting the money on the counter, he took a sip of the scotch. Damn did Surge love that burning sensation down the back of his throat. "Just a few weeks ago, huh? I'll have to keep this place in mind for later then."
That was when he realized he never introduced himself. "Oh right," he laughed, "Name's Surge. Lieutenant Surge." He offered his hand to the other man.
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"Oh yeah, I'm Louie. Louie Denonno." He took the other man's hand and shook firmly.
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Actually, there was another question on Surge's mind. "Any reason in particular why you decided to start this little joint of yours? I would hardly think the higher-ups approved of this sort of thing... if they even bothered to come lookin', that is."
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"Uh, well, mostly to make some extra cash...I mean, a guy's gotta live, am I right?" He chuckled. "An' uh...that's...confidential."
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"Yeah, that makes sense. And they hardly pay us enough as it is," he grinned. Not that he had to worry about money, but he could at least understand the other's predicament.
The confidential part caught his attention though. "Heh, is that so? What a shame. And here I was hopin' for some sort of juicy story."
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Since he and Lance had postponed their drinking day to the next day, he decided it wouldn't be a bad idea to go off and get himself shit-faced out of his mind. Just as long as Surge didn't know that he'd be getting drunk two days in a row, well, everything would be PEACHES.
Peeping in, he grinned and plopped down on a chair... not noticing that it wasn't too far away from his boyfriend...
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"Goose? What are you doing here?"
If Goose was there to get wasted, then he was going to be sorely disappointed.
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"... uh. Nothiiiin'," He lied through his teeth, forcing out a little smile. "I was just... comin' here for a snack or two..." Oh yeah, that was definitely like him. Suuuuuure. Like Surge would believe that, right?
lol no?
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The lieutenant just stared at the pilot for a moment. "I'm not buying it."
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... that was a lie, too, though.
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But hey, he supposed he could give the guy a break. For one night. "Fine, but you only get ONE. You got me?"
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