To the bar!

[allwillbemine]

Who: Greed, Izumi, Tsunade, TK Bakura, (Tifa?), anyone else up for a drink
Where: The local bar
What: Drinking. A lot.
When: Late evening
Rating: Glug, glug, glug - R

Greed was glad that the turn out for going for a drink had been so large. It isn't as much fun drinking by yourself- too much experience with that back home. Much like the stores and

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[sucker_sannin]

Tsunade wasn't the world's best drinker. It was part of her sucker luck; she lost all her bets and got drunk easily. For over thirty years, Shizune had been shadowing her, keeping her from drink more than gambling. Really, Tsuande respected the girl for her efforts. She was probably a better person when she wasn't drinking and gambling.

But hell, Shizune wasn't here. Time to screw that 'better person' thing -- she needed a drink.

"Sake," the Hokage barked demandingly as she slipped into the bar, letting the door bang angrily behind her. It had been one of those days.

[allwillbemine]

Greed turned briefly to Tsunade, stared for a few moments, and said "Hey Tsunade..." before briefly hopping back over the bar, and having a search through for a bottle of Sake and a few varients of the cup, and placed them on the bar.

"Bad day?" Greed asked casually.

[sucker_sannin]

"Fucking horrible," she growled softly. Really, it didn't compare to some of the bad days she'd had in the past. She hadn't lost a parent or sibling or loved one, or been called home to do a duty she didn't feel prepared to handle. She hadn't even woken up to a deskload of work and families to contact.

Didn't stop her from being in a horrible mood. Dropping onto a stool, she took a moment to simply press fingers against her temples, trying to clear her head enough to get properly drunk.

[allwillbemine]

Greed shrugged at Tsunade's anger, and muttered quietly to himself "that time of the month..." and had a brief look around, noticing several more people arriving.

He briefly pulled a small bottle of whisky, and pour himself out a glass, and sat down in front of Tsunade on his stool. "So, what's happened to piss you off so much?"

[izumi_sensai]

Greed was probably getting sick of angry women coming into the bar. She literally kicked the door open and stormed in. Geez she'd had a shitty day. She still couldn't believe she'd agreed to this in the first place. She spotted Greed with another woman who looked equally as pissed off as her. She came and sat adown and rubbed her forehead.

"I'll have whatever she's got"

[allwillbemine]

Greed rolled his eyes- when did he become the barman? He shrugged, thinking he may just as well under the circumstances. He briefly pulled out another sake cup and a bottle of sake, and put them on the bar in front of Izumi.

"Why all the anger?"

[izumi_sensai]

Izumi grabbed her Sake cup and pulled it towards herself before sighing.

"Just a shitty day in general...I miss Sig and I still ache from that bastard Envy beating the shit of of me"

She looked back towards the broken bar door and rubbed the back of her head.

"I'm sorry about the door"

[allwillbemine]

"Envy attacked you, huh? Wierd." Greed muttered something to himself before looking over to the door and then Izumi. "Hey. Not like I own the place. It was uninhabited, looked like a good place for some nostalgia."

[monkeyprince]

“A Bar?”
Goku had been perusing the streets for some time hoping to find Gojyo, or at least someone he knew. Eventually he can across a bar, if he couldn’t find Gojyo here where the heck would he be? Other than a casino, which Goku did not come across in his travels.
Goku wandered in with out a second thought. He filtered through the chairs, and people keeping an eye out for red antenna.
“Gojyo?”

[thieverys_a_sin]

He pushed the door open without a thought, glancing around the place, and smirked; it had been awhile since he'd been in a tavern. Truth be told, the last time he had been in one, he'd ended up killing all but himself and the barkeep - but he had a feeling that wouldn't be the case this evening.

Arching an eyebrow at the two irate women, Bakura sat down, keeping an empty stool between himself and the blonde, and flicked his hood down, tossing white hair over his shoulders.

"'ey! Barkeep!" he barked, still smirking. "Got any beer?"

[allwillbemine]

Greed nodded to Bakura as he came in- this was actually the first time he'd seen him in the flesh- pretty creepy, actually.

"Well, Bakura, that'd depend on what type you want. Ale, Lager, pale, dark. What's your poison?"

[thieverys_a_sin]

"The darker the better," he replied. "You don't happen to be Greed now, do you?" He had a feeling he was correct, but then again, Bakura had never seen the man in person, and it didn't hurt to be sure.

He rested his chin on his hand, absently fingering his scar as he looked down at his companions this evening; two apparently-angry women. Bakura rolled his eyes with an irritated sigh - what's with all the women being so pissed off? he mused; just the other night, he'd watched two other girls lay waste to a hotel for no good reason.

[allwillbemine]

"Right..." said Greed as he reached below the bar to grab some dark, and pulled down one of the pint glasses, briefly filling it to the brim, and placing it in front of Bakura.

"The one and the same." He finished.