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Charlie doesn't really have a reaction when he gets asked to bartend. He doesn't overly mind, but at the same time there's a not small part of him that wants to ignore the request and go to sleep, for however long it takes for his Teja to come back

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[asar_suti]

Ahh yes, the Goth's lover! Will be fun chatting to him.

"I guess a Soul Taker would be fitting," Asar-Suti says, walking up to the bar and smiling cheerfully.

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They have an entirely different idea of what constitutes fun, just now. Charlie almost refuses, but he really can't get away with that, now that's he's back here.

"Would it be?" He'd be half-surprised to find out the librarian hasn't,/i> taken anyone's soul.

[asar_suti]

"Yep," Asar-Suti says. "I once went to great lengths to buy a king's wiling soul to wedge open the connection between two worlds, and turn myself into a god. Most complicated piece of magic I ever did while I was still human!"

He looks at Charlie, and shakes his head. "Are you all right? Is that Goth giving you trouble?"

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"Fascinating." Charlie answers somewhat absently, reaching for a shot glass. "So you weren't a god to begin with." That answers a few questions.

"And no, he's not. Teja's not giving me anything."

[asar_suti]

"No, I was a mortal sorcerer and deified myself," Asar-Suti says. "That's what this human-shape is: I looked like this as a young sorcerer' apprentice."

Beat.

"I'd have thought it was the Goth's job to give you lots of things -- a good time, all his love, great tow-curling orgasms?"

[licensed_pro]

"What you think he should so and what he does are often two completely different things." He gives the god a cursory glance, noting the slender face in particular.

"He doesn't know anyone."

[asar_suti]

He's a nerdy little god, skinny, with a big nose. Most people get distracted by the purple, though.

"Damn!" Asar-Suti says. "He lost his memory? Is he calling everybody 'nithing' again?"

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"Yes, he did. I'll thank you to stop talking about that right now, if it's not too difficult." He slides the shot over to the purple god, giving a short sigh as he leans on the bar top.

[asar_suti]

Asar-Suti drinks.

"Damn," he says. "I'm sorry."

[ostro_goth]

One assumes it would be rude to ask one why he is purple?

Teja comes to the bar when he sees a man serving behind it, and only when he looks away from the purple one does he realise the man serving behind the counter is Charlie Monroe, the man who claims to by his lover -- who is that other Teja's lover.

"Greetings," he says, both to the purple one and Charlie.

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Charlie looks up to see Teja, and just stops for a moment. He can't say anything he wants to right then, either the fleeting thought of 'for god's sake, just leave me alone' to 'stop pretending you don't know me'.

"Hello."

[asar_suti]

Asar-Suti turns to look at the Goth.

"Hello, Teja," he says. "I guess you don't know me, too. I keep the library here, and enchanted your cuff bracelet. You still have that, I guess?"

[ostro_goth]

"You are purple," Teja says. "Is that intentional?"

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Charlie wants this to be as painless as humanly possible. Given he's got two people he desperately does not want to be talking to--one because he simply asks too damn many questions, and the other should be obvious--the best way to do that is to serve them both what they ask for and hope they go on their own volition.

"Do you want a drink?" Whoever asks can be the one he was directing it at, right now.

[asar_suti]

"Don't tell me you lost it?" Asar-Suti says, rolling his eyes.

[ostro_goth]

"I know not what you speak of," Teja says, to the purple one.

"Why is he purple?" he asks Charlie Monroe. "And -- those are drinks? They are just phrases or pieces of poetry!"