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[christ_onabike]

Who: Patrick Donal Maguire and YOU. YES, YOU, YOU LUCKY THING.
When: Friday!
Where: All over the shop.
What: It's a day in the life of our favourite angry Irishman. As previously evidenced by... so many people. Too lazy for links. Pioneered by Mr Rube Sofer.
Warnings: Language. Oh, the language.

you folks know the drill by now.

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9:30pm. THE PUB.

[christ_onabike]

[Now he had pub access back, Paddy had taken up a slightly familiar position of sitting at the corner of the bar, cigarette in one hand and a very slowly moving pint of beer next to him. He more came to watch people, rather than drink. It was one of the more interesting things you could do on the Chatsworth, and definitely one of the more interesting things you could do here.]

Re: 9:30pm. THE PUB.

[mightymorbid]

[Mozenrath has been a fairly quiet worker lately, even blank, though he welcomed the conversation he had with Iroh earlier on. Today, a little of the old spark is back, in that rather than looking completely switched off, he's annoyed. That comes largely from the cleanup in the library. As it is, it only shows in his somewhat clipped body language and a characteristic scowl.]

Top you off?

9:30pm. THE PUB.

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy glances over and gives Mozenrath a relatively impassive nod,] Aye, go on, why not? [He takes a careful drag from his cigarette,] Don't you already have a fucking job, kid? [He never paid much attention to who worked where, apart from the kitchen.]

9:30pm. THE PUB.

[mightymorbid]

[Mozenrath takes his mug back and brings it under the tap.] Yes. And now I have two. Previous arrangement with my last Warden.

Re: 9:30pm. THE PUB.

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy pulls a face,] And you don't fucking mind? There's some fuckers around here that do nowt, and you're alright with this?

[Not that he was trying to stir dissent in the ranks, he just didn't get it sometimes.]

9:30pm. THE PUB.

[mightymorbid]

[He hands his mug back when it's refilled, lowering his voice.] I'm doing it so I can go in the Enclosure without being escorted. If I'm going outdoors, it's for privacy, not for quality time with my Warden.

Re: 9:30pm. THE PUB.

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy has a slight sip and nods at the answer, not really looking at Mozenrath as he talked to him. Idle bar chatter, really.] Fair enough. Never was into the outdoors, meself. But I get it, I wanted to get in here like hell.

[If only because he didn't like being told when he could and couldn't do things, not necessarily for the access to alcohol.]

9:30pm. THE PUB.

[mightymorbid]

It's not so bad. [He shrugs.] And I like this job a lot better without someone looking over my shoulder the whole time.

9:30pm. THE PUB.

[christ_onabike]

Yeah, that's always a fucking bonus. [He had a drink,] It's a pretty decent job, really, lurking behind a bar. My Jamie owned a pub, y'know.

Almost went "what's a jamie?"

[mightymorbid]

Jamie? [He wipes down the bar, glancing up.]

bwahahaha.

[christ_onabike]

My son, kid, my fucking son. [He gives Mozenrath a slight smile and has a long drink. Hell, he wanted to get out of here soon.] One of 'em, at least.

[mightymorbid]

I'm twenty years old. You can stop calling me 'kid' anytime now. [He notices a table has been abandoned with several empty and partially empty glasses on it. He beckons them to come to him and surprisingly they obey. He has to keep his hand pretty steady to keep the ones that still contain liquids from spilling over though.]

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy just stares, despite his immediate temptation to correct Mozenrath, the magic has entirely and utterly distracted him. He's not at all sure what to say,]

Well, that saves you some fucking time, kid. By the way, sticking with that, because all my kids are fucking older than you.

[mightymorbid]

But I'm not your kid, so it doesn't matter.

[He sinks them and sets to washing -- realizing he didn't address the bit about the magic, he affords one or two short glances.]

And it's something I have to practice -- goes soft if it's not put to use.

[christ_onabike]

I generally don't call my fucking kids 'kid'.

[Paddy rolls his eyes]

Because, y'know, using your legs and walking over there's a fucking ton of effort, isn't it?

[mightymorbid]

[pointed look] My legs don't need as much exercise.