MOONLIGHT LOG #3 - IT'S GENDERBENT TIME YEAAAAAH

[hallwaybowling]

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[umbreon_blacky]

Character name: Blacky
Open/closed: Open
Time: Around midnight on Friday night.

Blacky was not a big drinker. But she-- he, rather-- felt the need for something alcoholic to dull the pain from an encounter with an overprotective insect's blades. It was a bit late to go barhopping, but he did remember something about there being a bar right in the teacher's dorms. Hopefully that was still open.

After a short period of trying to locate it, Blacky was thrilled to find it definitely seemed open enough. He walked in casually, trying not to sway his hips as he was so used to doing as a woman.

[stairblock]

"Hiya, babe!" Melissa shouted, only his eyes peaking out from over the counter and picking one of the choice phrases Louie had taught him just hours before.

"Welcome to Moonlight! The finest bar in all of Suburban Gakuen," he recited. "Do you want something to drink?"

With that, he lifted himself higher on his stool so he could lean onto the counter.

[umbreon_blacky]

...A child serving alcohol? Well, Blacky was a (wo)man of questionable morals (even more questionable was the existence of said morals), so he wasn't going to argue.

He grinned a placed his elbows on the edge of the counter, holding his head in his hands. "Hello there, dear. What have you got?"

[stairblock]

"Just about everything you could possibly ever want," Melissa replied, smiling slightly.

He shrugged. "I don't really know any of their names, but Lou~ie does." Pause. "He's in the bathroom."

Hopping off his stool, Melissa made her way to the vending machines. "We got all sorts of stuff," she mused, wiping his hand across the buttons on one of the machines.

[umbreon_blacky]

"Mm... all right. With selection like that I'll have to give it some thought, anyway."

He craned his neck in a poor attempt to get a better look at the machine's contents. "I don't suppose there are any potions suited to Pokemon, are there?"

[hallwaybowling]

...At which point Louie saunters out from the hallway, back from the (ladies') bathroom (which was quite an adventure, I might add), into the room and behind the counter.

"Oh, hey. ...Welcome to Moonlight! Are you bein' helped?" s/he called.

[stairblock]

Melissa frowned at his coworker. "I'm doing it, Louie!" she insisted, turning away from the counter completely.

She paused to think about Blacky's request.

"Louie, do we have any Pokeman potions?"

[hallwaybowling]

"I dunno, look at the machines."

[umbreon_blacky]

Now there was a staff who had it together. Blacky rubbed one of his temples. "Mn... It's fine, I'll settle for a beer." --wine! He'd meant to order wine.

...oh well, might as well see what beer was like.

[hallwaybowling]

"Comin' right up!" Louie walked off to fetch a can from a vending machine not too far away.

"$6.76 for yer beer," she said, sliding the beer towards Blacky all fancy-like.