Lorne for attestatio_vita Post NFA
Lorne smiled as he watched the next person stand up to go sing on the stage. He was so glad to be back at this again. He had went off to Las Vegas for a while to try the whole 'singing career' again. It had worked out pretty well. He had made some money and some fans, and this time he had even managed to not be controlled by the supernatural mob in the process. Still, something was missing from all of it. He had to be dragged kicking and screaming to the conclusion that he wanted to be with his old friends again. He had wanted to give up the life of trying to save people and always failing to do so. He didn't want to hurt anymore.
Of course, fleeing from the few people still around that he cared about had only made him hurt worse. Finally, he let them know that he wanted to return, to go back to the old life. He finally realized that running from life doesn't actually solve anything. Of course, several people he talked to complained that their was nothing to do in Hope Falls. It wasn't exactly known for its night life, at least of the safer variety. So, he had an idea: reopen Caritas, this time in Hope Falls.
He wasn't sure exactly how good business would be, but he had the money to back that up now. Besides, it gave him something to do instead of just hanging around, waiting for something bad to happen. Sure, he hadn't been creative with the name, just using the old one, but the club was the same thing that it was before, a sanctuary, so why change the name? It still fit just fine.
When the person started singing, he winced just a tad, but the smile didn't leave his face. Even someone butchering Britney Spears, who did enough butchering on her own, couldn't ruin his night. He was back in his true element: club owner, surrounded by music while still putting people on their paths in life. Yeah, he could get used to this again.
Of course, fleeing from the few people still around that he cared about had only made him hurt worse. Finally, he let them know that he wanted to return, to go back to the old life. He finally realized that running from life doesn't actually solve anything. Of course, several people he talked to complained that their was nothing to do in Hope Falls. It wasn't exactly known for its night life, at least of the safer variety. So, he had an idea: reopen Caritas, this time in Hope Falls.
He wasn't sure exactly how good business would be, but he had the money to back that up now. Besides, it gave him something to do instead of just hanging around, waiting for something bad to happen. Sure, he hadn't been creative with the name, just using the old one, but the club was the same thing that it was before, a sanctuary, so why change the name? It still fit just fine.
When the person started singing, he winced just a tad, but the smile didn't leave his face. Even someone butchering Britney Spears, who did enough butchering on her own, couldn't ruin his night. He was back in his true element: club owner, surrounded by music while still putting people on their paths in life. Yeah, he could get used to this again.