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005 [Visual / Location: The Dodgy Jammer] And Sing All You Want

May 13, 2011 12:28

It wasn't like there was a shortage of bars in Taxon, it was just that a vast majority of them lacked a certain something. Atmosphere. Style. A staff not consisting of Extras ( Read more... )

jenna sommers, fitz kreiner, { jayne cobb, wyatt cain, @ shelley, (night), martha jones, glitch, paul smecker (au), { damon salvatore

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[location: the bar] rereremembered May 13 2011, 18:31:49 UTC

Fitz sighed and handed his customer his beverage. "Right, got it, only two drinks for you. I heard you the first time, mate."

"Yeah, thanks, I I I just wanted to make sure." And with that the bloke with the zipper on his head grinned, nodded, took his shandy, and sauntered back to his table.

With a low whistle Fitz shook his head and glanced around the clientel he'd managed to attract. He wondered if he should break the ice and sing the first song himself, as he had no qualms at all about public musical performance. Still, he was finding himself much more tempted by the karaoke machine than the notion of jumping up on stage with his guitar and giving them a real Fitz Fortune performance.

He nonchalantly began flipping through one of the suspiciously huge songlist books scattered along the bar, not quite sure what he wanted to go with.

"Does anybody have any requests?"

[location: the bar] auntjenna May 13 2011, 19:49:25 UTC

Okay, so a bar didn't really constitute the level of responsibility Jenna had been trying to keep up with at home in Mystic Falls, but she figured with the way her last week or so had shaped up, she was overdue for a little R&R. In Jenna's case, this involved getting hammered, which she hadn't honestly done since taking custody of Jeremy and Elena. A twinge of guilt surfaced, but she shoved it down. Stefan would have her back. So would Caroline and, much as she hated to admit it, so would Damon.

She'd let Elena know where she'd be going and headed on down to the bar, leaning against the counter where there was a nice-looking man examining what looked to be a songlist. Who knew what that was for, but Jenna had arrived just in time to hear his question. So she answered with a teasing smile on her face.

"For what, drinks or songs?"

She knew what she wanted tonight.

[location: the bar] rereremembered May 14 2011, 02:47:54 UTC

"Both," he replied with a grin and wink. Charming customers, especially pretty female ones, was something he could do. "A little music to get the ball rolling, or a glass of something potent and inspiring, I'm happy to accommodate either."

He offered his hand. "Fitz Fortune, intergalactic man of mystery. How do you do?"

[location: the bar] auntjenna May 14 2011, 02:58:47 UTC

Jenna was starting to like this guy already. Her smirk widened a little and she gave the man - Fitz he said - a sly grin. "Hit me with your hardest." And she meant that completely honestly. She wanted something hard and potent. "Something I can take shots with or..." She let the sentence draw out.

Jenna took the offered hand, giving it a good shake. "Jenna Sommers. Nice to meet you, Fitz. I'm glad there's at least one nice guy in this place."

[location: the bar] rereremembered May 14 2011, 21:12:52 UTC

"Nice, eh? I'll have to work on that. As for a drink--"

Without further preamble he set a shotglass firmly on the bar, then retrieved a bottle of vodka and filled the glass to the brim before pushing to towards her. "There you go, love. That should get you on your way."

[location: the bar] auntjenna May 14 2011, 21:24:00 UTC

Jenna raised her eyebrows with a smirk. "Not interested in being nice? You'd rather be a bad boy?" Oh, God, this had the potential to end horribly and she was well aware of that. She hesitated for only a second before she picked up the shot glass. Raising it in a mini-toast, she tilted her head back and took the shot like a pro.

Still smirking, Jenna let her eyes fall back to the counter with her glass. "So, what's a guy like you doing in charge of a bar like this?"

Hey, she had nothing better to do, so why not fire up her very old tendencies?

[location: the bar] rereremembered May 15 2011, 20:29:43 UTC

"Mad, bad, and dangerous to know, me," Fitz replied and poured himself a shot as well. He downed it and snorted at her question.

"Shouldn't I be asking--" and his voice shifted to a respectable Bogart impression "--what a dame like you is doing in a dive like this?" Then he went back to his usual north London accent. "Nah, it's...something to do. If I can't help figure out a way out of here, I may as well do something to ease the monotony."

Helpfully, he poured her another shot. "Inept as I may be. At least it passes the time."

[location: the bar] auntjenna May 16 2011, 02:45:26 UTC

Jenna liked this guy already, which was probably a really bad sign for them both. Alaric aside, her taste in men had never ended well. And with his wife issues, Jenna wasn't sure if he counted or not. She laughed at his second response. Yeah, a dame like her indeed. Not like she hadn't spent her fair share of time in bars far worse than this one getting drunk off her ass. Or stoned.

"A dame like me?" Jenna repeated, eyebrows raised incredulously. "I don't think we're talking about the same person here."

She eyed that second shot, deciding to wait just a little bit so she didn't have too much too soon.

"So, are you working alone here or did all of your employees run off already?"

[location: the bar] rereremembered May 21 2011, 05:21:40 UTC

At that, Fitz held up his hands in a (mock?) placating gesture. "Sorry for casting aspersions," he remarked. "I'll reserve judgment until we're better acquainted."

Playful teasing, of course, an optimistic attempt at banter. Fitz had sadly let himself go as far as chatting up girls was concerned, so this night was bound to be full of practice, practice, practice. Have fun with that, Jenna.

"I'm on my lonesome for now," he replied with a shrug. "We'll see how tonight goes, I may yet be hanging up a 'help wanted' sign."

[location: the bar] auntjenna May 21 2011, 15:40:38 UTC

"Probably a good idea. I tend to make either really good first impressions and awful ones after or spectacularly bad ones all the time."

Jenna smirked, laughing around her next shot. This guy was funny, she had to give him that, though the common sense bubble in her head was warning her that this was the type of guy she usually got her heart broken over. And besides. Ric was still at home in Mystic Falls.

That didn't mean she couldn't appreciate someone's attempts, or practice, as it were.

Setting her shot glass back down, she let the rush fade a bit before answering. "Well, if you find yourself in need of another hand or two, let me know. I have enough experience with bars to know my way around."

[location: the bar] mercenaryacare May 14 2011, 01:26:45 UTC

Jayne had no love or appreciation for the Extras in the city, so upon hearing that there was a place he could go to drink that wasn't run by one, he skedaddled on over in record time.

Now set up in a back corner with a bottle of beer, he called out to Fitz.

"Hell, anythin', long as it don't make our ears bleed!"

[location: the bar] rereremembered May 15 2011, 19:20:57 UTC

"I'll be sure to avoid that," Fitz drawled. Shouldn't be difficult: he did have a respectable, mid-range voice, it was just a matter of finding a song appropriate for his audience. Then he flipped the page and saw a tune which was, for the moment, perfect. "Got it. Hopefully this'll keep your ears intact."

He headed for the stage and took the microphone with practiced ease. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Fitz, the proprietor of this establishment and your host for these festivities. I figured I'd take it upon myself to get things going, with a song that's a bit after my time but before...probably a lot of yours, but I reckon that makes it timeless."

With that Fitz leaned over and hit the appropriate code into the machine, and then a rollicking drum intro issued from the speakers. And right on cue, he began to sing:As I walk through this wicked world ( ... )

[location: the bar] mercenaryacare May 16 2011, 02:08:26 UTC

The song wasn't really to Jayne's taste, but it wasn't badly sung, and he had a drink in his hand so he wasn't about to start complaining. That would just lead to him being kicked out and he didn't want to risk it at what might be the only non-Extra run bar in the city.

He gave Fitz a nod instead of clapping at the end and returned to his alcohol. No way he was getting up there and making a fool out of himself.

allthatlife May 26 2011, 21:44:59 UTC

It had been a long time since Martha had actually had time to go to a bar. She hadn't been to a karaoke bar since her days as a student. The grin she gave Fitz when she joined him at the bar was a smile of genuine amusement, even if she didn't really know what she was letting herself in for.

"For songs?" she said, peering at the book in front of him, "Plenty. If you're up for a challenge."

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