Dominic Powell (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} callofthesea) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nosuchplace,@ 2008-11-23 08:54:00 |
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Tuesday: October 30, 2007
Who: Dominic and Loki
When: Before sunset
Where: The Tiki Hut
What: Mixing drinks and catching up
The warm bonfires around the Tiki Hut served to heat the air all around the outdoor bar. It lent to the tropical theme of the area. Even though the air was chilly, the sky was clear and the sun was not marred as it began its descent toward the horizon. The Tiki Hut was littered with customers, but not so much that it made it hard to maneuver. It seemed as if people wanted to enjoy as much of the outdoors as they could before it became cold enough to freeze a witch's nipple.
Dominic wove his way through the small crowd, pausing a few times to dance a few steps with a honey on the dance floor, or to steal an unattended drink from a nearby table. He hadn't properly explored Elysium since the boat docked a week ago. The siren had spent most of his time cleaning up the vast ship and readying it for its next journey when it would leave Elysium. The schedule hadn't been set yet, but it would no doubt leave within the next month.
Dominic had only settled into his water bungalow the day before. He didn't have many belongings with him; traveling by sea was always easier when there was no cargo to worry about. He had a duffle bag of clothes and a few personal items; it was all that he needed for survival. He knew he could anything else he needed from the haven itself. Thankfully, the bungalow came fully furnished and he didn't have to worry about where he would rest his head for the night.
He sauntered up to the bar with a smirk right there on his face. He saw Loki mixing drinks and chatting up the customers. It had been a while since he'd seen his god-nephew and Dom was happy to just watch him for a few minutes. "Barkeep!" he finally said to draw the muse's attention. He leaned against the bar with his left arm along the counter. "A Long-Island... Stat!"
Who: Dominic and Loki
When: Before sunset
Where: The Tiki Hut
What: Mixing drinks and catching up
The warm bonfires around the Tiki Hut served to heat the air all around the outdoor bar. It lent to the tropical theme of the area. Even though the air was chilly, the sky was clear and the sun was not marred as it began its descent toward the horizon. The Tiki Hut was littered with customers, but not so much that it made it hard to maneuver. It seemed as if people wanted to enjoy as much of the outdoors as they could before it became cold enough to freeze a witch's nipple.
Dominic wove his way through the small crowd, pausing a few times to dance a few steps with a honey on the dance floor, or to steal an unattended drink from a nearby table. He hadn't properly explored Elysium since the boat docked a week ago. The siren had spent most of his time cleaning up the vast ship and readying it for its next journey when it would leave Elysium. The schedule hadn't been set yet, but it would no doubt leave within the next month.
Dominic had only settled into his water bungalow the day before. He didn't have many belongings with him; traveling by sea was always easier when there was no cargo to worry about. He had a duffle bag of clothes and a few personal items; it was all that he needed for survival. He knew he could anything else he needed from the haven itself. Thankfully, the bungalow came fully furnished and he didn't have to worry about where he would rest his head for the night.
He sauntered up to the bar with a smirk right there on his face. He saw Loki mixing drinks and chatting up the customers. It had been a while since he'd seen his god-nephew and Dom was happy to just watch him for a few minutes. "Barkeep!" he finally said to draw the muse's attention. He leaned against the bar with his left arm along the counter. "A Long-Island... Stat!"