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[wichita_kansas]

Who: THE EVIL WARDEN PUB THREAD: OPEN. No thread order! Start 'em up!
When: Immediately after the flood begins.
Where: The pub.
Warning: Who knows? Will tag as the magic happens. [First warning: Mirror Howie is a pimp. Someone needs to champion for his virginity!]

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Hayley & Wichita

[victimofnoone]

"Wichita!" Hayley came stumbling eagerly into the pub, practically tripping over her own feet in her excitement to make up to her warden that little mistake of poking her with the tools when her warden's foot twitched in her sleep. If only she had been more careful! Now she was determined to make a fantastic Cosmo for Wichita, even if she didn't really know how to make one. That was what the book was for, the one she'd quickly pulled from her room with many drink recipes; surely there was a Cosmo in there. There had to be!

Hayley & Wichita

[wichita_kansas]

Wichita lifted an eyebrow at Hayley, obviously examining her appearance critically. "Seriously, kid, you need to stop being so fucking eager all the time. It's really annoying. What the hell are you doing here?" She pretended she hadn't invited Hayley. Scolding her right off the bat for whatever she could figure out would keep Hayley in line.

Hayley & Wichita

[victimofnoone]

"I'm here to make you a Cosmo like you asked!" Hayley informed her. Poor Wichita was obviously so distraught that she entirely forgot! Her warden was in worse shape than she thought. The inmate quickly rushed to behind the bar, flicking open her book and searching through the index as quickly as she could. Being only eighteen, she had never actually had any alcohol herself other than that one time when Wichita had forced her, but she had gotten pretty good at mixing drinks and a Cosmo couldn't be too difficult.

Hayley & Wichita

[wichita_kansas]

Wichita shrugged, obviously annoyed at Hayley's eager and sweet attitude. She took a seat at the far and solitary corner of the bar so she could work on her Inmate without being bothered. It wasn't easy to tell with her vain, insecure, and petty facade, but Wichita believe fully in the Barge's cause, and intended to bend Hayley to it.

"Hurry it up, kid! I don't have all frickin' day!"

Hayley & Wichita

[victimofnoone]

"Yes, ma'am!"

Hayley found the recipe a moment later, taking a few minutes in a comical sort of scene to try to get the book to stay open before she finally propped it open with a couple shotglasses. She perused the list of drinks required. It was easy enough to find the vodka and cranberry juice, but the triple sec took her almost a full minute to find! Then lime juice was nowhere to be found, but she wanted the best anyway, so she grabbed a fresh lime and set to measuring and mixing the proper way.

"Sorry, Wichita! I'm hurrying! I just want to make sure it's delicious."

Hayley & Wichita

[wichita_kansas]

Wichita had been filing her nails while Hayley rummaged and stopped abruptly at the sound of "Wichita". That was the second time Hayley had called her that. She was so tired of the outdated nickname. "It's Krysta, Hayley. How many times do I have to tell you before it gets through to that thick skull? ...and what's taking so gee dee long? I'm getting gray hair."

Hayley & Wichita

[victimofnoone]

"But last time you--" Hayley cut herself off, knowing better than to argue. One week it was Krysta, the next Wichita. Whatever she called her was the wrong name. She quickly poured the drink into the appropriate glass, topping it off, and then rushed over as carefully as she could to her warden to set the glass down in front of her. "Here you go, Krysta!"