Prom was tonight. Which really shouldn't matter since the clientele of the Devil's Nest was usually older then the high school crowd, but no matter what, Allie was behind the bar, ready to serve any paying customers.

Since half the island was off on the trip, Allie expected the bar would be quiet tonight. But in case anyone was out an about the vampire was happily behind the bar, poking at links on her phone.

"I know. I know. I'm late," Allie said as she rushed into the bar. "Stupid portal layover took longer then it was supposed to."

Tiny just grumbled and went back to washing glasses.

Allie was spending her evening poking around the internet and reading year end lists on her phone. She didn't know most of the celebrity names they were talking about but it still seemed like one hell of a long and depressing list.

Hopefully the next year would be better.

Allie remembered enough to know that there had once been a time when she hadn’t been constantly hungry. There’d been bottles of blood that weren’t the greatest in taste, but they’d served their purpose and kept the hunger at bay ( Read more... )

Raven was desperate to do something useful, so patrolling the edges of the park for any trouble that might threaten the makeshift village within seemed like a plan. She was frustrated by her inability to heal any of the "hollow" she'd encountered, and she was anxious to get Karla back to Glacia and (relative) safety, but she couldn't teleport off ( Read more... )

The going was slow when you were a fifteen-foot monstrosity made of fire and molten stone. Or, rather, it felt that way. Every movement was a slow, deliberate one, but the extra height made up for it. One could clear a lot of road in a single step, when one was as tall as some of the buildings in town, after all.

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Allie was scrolling through Black Friday sales on her phone and grumbling, "Why would you list something on sale if it isn't available at a store within a hundred miles of here?"

Tiny was at the far end of the bar with his head down. He'd been up way too late? early? in search of his own sales.

Allie was straightening up behind the bar while checking booze levels. It was Homecoming Weekend, you never knew who was going to need an excess of alcohol to survive.