Shankey's Speakeasy | BYOA
[The speakeasy was jumping. It was obvious the Prohibition wouldn't stop people from getting what they wanted. This bar hidden the back of a pharmacy was quite popular. Almost every night there would be a crowd just like this. The bartender was dishing out drinks to thirsty patrons. Nicely dressed gentleman and ladies were seated in their booths, either talking or being a bit more friendly. There was also quite a crowd dancing.
There was only one person sitting by himself. Neil Dylandy, the proprietor. A member of the Irish mafia. He managed the bar and anyone who was anyone knew he was the one in charge there. At the moment, he sat surveying the bar as he worked on his illegal beverage. He was scanning the crowd, perhaps to find a beautiful young thing to share a drink with and perhaps a bit more in another room.]
[ooc: Neil is back! Welcome to the speakeasy. Women for fun times, men for CR. No death, bestiality, or anything that belongs in the bathroom. PM me if you want to combine with other events or with questions in general]
[Status update - I will be out of this weekend so Friday until Sunday evening I will not be tagging]
There was only one person sitting by himself. Neil Dylandy, the proprietor. A member of the Irish mafia. He managed the bar and anyone who was anyone knew he was the one in charge there. At the moment, he sat surveying the bar as he worked on his illegal beverage. He was scanning the crowd, perhaps to find a beautiful young thing to share a drink with and perhaps a bit more in another room.]
[ooc: Neil is back! Welcome to the speakeasy. Women for fun times, men for CR. No death, bestiality, or anything that belongs in the bathroom. PM me if you want to combine with other events or with questions in general]
[Status update - I will be out of this weekend so Friday until Sunday evening I will not be tagging]