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[Jan. 29th, 2013|12:11 am] |
After changing at her apartment, Ed scurried into work rather late, praying that people that aren't Roy would somehow fail to notice that he was now a she and wove a path to try to get to the employee room to drop off her jacket and get to work.
Of course, the likelihood of things going as planned? Fat chance.
Also arriving was her alternate, but at least she'd be able to escape relatively quickly. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2012|07:43 pm] |
Al makes a rare appearance at the Sin alone and heads over to the bar, sliding onto a stool and dropping his backpack at his feet to keep it out of the way.
"Hi Roy." He names off a beer. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2012|07:30 pm] |
Now that Ed's people shaped again, he heads over to the Sin.
He hops up onto a bar stool. "Whiskey please," he says, naming off a brand from Amestris. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2012|06:22 pm] |
Sarah trots into the Sin with Tsuri gliding along behind, glancing around for anyone familiar before heading over to the bar. |
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| Out and about (closed) |
[Dec. 16th, 2011|12:21 am] |
After arguing with her in-laws that she was feeling much better from the earlier blood donation, and pointing out she could use a PINpoint to travel to the Sin, and get something to eat there while she was at it, Riza was allowed to go.
So, a pack of cigarettes from Greed, and a small amount of Roy's preferred brand of whiskey made up her shopping list as she walked inside and over to the bar, sitting down. |
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| ((For hand_of_sorrow.)) |
[Sep. 12th, 2011|09:15 pm] |
It's still the early part of the evening hours when there's enough of a lull for Ed to take a break. He checked the time and saw that it was getting close to being time for him to be behind the bar. So he turned over his tables to the next server and headed over to the general vicinity of the bar so he'd be ready to pitch in and get to work once his break was over. |
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| A Jimmy Buffet type of day |
[Sep. 9th, 2011|02:04 pm] |
Iktomi enters the Best Deadly Sin unobtrusively. It's early afternoon, so he doesn't expect to run into many people. Actually the bar is kind of empty at this time of day. He doesn't want to run into many people. He has shapeshifted into another form, one that looks a bit like Tasuki. Since the Nexus seems to have a lot of anime-looking people, he's blending in. He still has his little electronic device attached to his belt though.
He looks around for a minute, then sits down at the bar calmly and waits for the bartender. While waiting, he zones out to the bar's music. Oh well, it's five o'clock somewhere. |
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| Bad news |
[Aug. 15th, 2011|03:00 am] |
With her arm in a sling and a filled prescription in her pocket, Riza went to the Best Deadly Sin to cut a potential explosion off at the pass, or set it off early before it could get to its full potential.
Either that, or Greed's bar would go up in an impressive light show, fueled by all the liquor on the site.
She walked in, careful not to let anyone bump her bad arm, and took a seat at the bar to wait for Roy to have a free moment. |
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| Getting back to normal |
[Jul. 29th, 2011|12:13 am] |
The Sin was back in full swing again, and Greed was in a good mood. He'd more than made up for the mandatory downtime when he closed the bar to prevent it from being an attack site for a now-departed Envy. And that was with Delilah, his live entertainment, being on medical leave for the last week.
And he had a full staff, which now included Elrics. On the bright side, they were alchemists, so they could easily repair any property damage their presence might cause, and Al was proving himself in the kitchen, helping Odd, which made his head cook a happy man, and a happy cook made good food.
In a booth not far from the stage sat Hohenheim, Wrath, Envy, and Delilah. Envy, for some reason, had reverted back to his appearance as Elsa, even though they all knew by now who Elsa really was. Not that Greed found reason to complain; sure, he lost his fuckbuddy, but hey, the mental images of Elsa and Delilah were pretty enough to make up for it.
So he sat at the bar, watching the occasional music videos on the big screen TVs, and chatting it up with the staff and customers as the night went on. |
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| Unwinding |
[Jul. 27th, 2011|02:29 am] |
After making a lasting impression at the Apartments, Shou decides it's time to find out what else there is to do around. Wandering around for awhile, she comes across an establishment that catches her eye. 'Best Deadly Sin' sounds like something that's just her speed.
Wandering in, she looks around, taking in everything she sees. What troublesome activities will she find herself doing now? |
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[Jul. 16th, 2011|12:35 am] |
The next day after their return from Silent Hill, Delilah walked into the Best Deadly Sin with Envy, Hohenheim, and Leah.
Envy, however, was not looking like Envy at the moment, wearing his original face.
With an orthopedic boot on, and leaning on a cane, Delilah looked rather worse for the wear, still too pale with dark smudges around her eyes from the lack of sleep. The short nap she'd had took the worst of the edge off, but not enough.
"Hi, Dorchette," she greeted the chimera as they walked in, and ignored the boggled expression that came over his face when he registered who all was with her. She led them to an empty table not far from the stage, even though it was currently unused, with the music provided through the speakers and a radio system. |
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| Later on... |
[Jul. 12th, 2011|06:07 pm] |
An Ed walks into the Best Deadly Sin. He looks like an alternate, to be honest. He has on a black coat and combat boots.
'Ed' sits down at an empty table. He looks out the window, folding his hands underneath his chin, looking pensive. Lost in his own thoughts. He watches outside the window, a small crease in his brow. |
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| Roy Meets Roy |
[May. 23rd, 2011|11:31 pm] |
Delilah arrived for work, with Leah in tow as usual, but this time, she brought along a newcomer.
"Roy?" she asked as she approached the bar, beckoning for the alternate to follow. "Do you know of any Edwards who might have passed through or arrived recently, looking to be in his late teens or early twenties?" |
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| Better Booze than Rosie's |
[May. 18th, 2011|11:59 pm] |
After hauling Winchester into the Nexus to prove that he wasn't going mad, Pierce took him to the best place he knew about to get the kind of liquor that would satisfy the snobbish doctor's tastes.
"It's still in restaurant hours, but the place gets pretty noisy at night when the club starts hitting its stride," he explained as he walked toward the bar. |
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| Not quite where he was aiming, but... whatever works |
[Apr. 9th, 2011|01:19 pm] |
Well. Alfons wasn't entirely certain what to think. On one hand, he didn't do anything, he had simply been walking along the streets of London mulling over his predicament and attempting to figure out how to get around the fact that while he was finally understanding Hohenheim's research on getting to Amestris, it was focused on alchemy. Which he couldn't do.
On the other hand, this clearly was not London, and the more he looked, the more he saw that made him think that it wasn't even Earth anymore.
Maybe somehow he did stumble on Amestris. Well, as long as he was away from Earth, it didn't matter quite so much. There was the chance he'd found a worse sort of hell than Earth was becoming, but if that were the case, he would deal with it when it happened.
Of course, the further he walked, the less convinced he was it was Amestris, from the information Edward had given him. Uncertain of his next move, he decided to find a place for a drink so he could go over the papers in his suitcase and figure out maybe what to do next.
The building was clearly a pub of some sort, and despite the name, the several people he caught sight of as they entered and departed looked respectable enough. Alfons tentatively pushed open the door to The Best Deadly Sin, and walked through the partially empty establishment, past tables of dining patrons, to the bar and set the suitcase at his feet as he sat down.
"Pint of beer, bitte?" Then he caught himself, and corrected it to "please?" |
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| In your darkest hours, did you ever hear me sing? |
[Feb. 4th, 2011|11:26 am] |
(This is an open post if anyone feels the need to comment; and worry not, posts like this won't be a regular thing, and all but one song featured are just portions and snips, rather than the whole thing. A link to another post is at the end if you want to see the full lyrics without having to go hunt them down.)
( Opening Night ) |
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[Aug. 21st, 2010|11:01 pm] |
Today in the Best Deadly Sin, a thing that no one wants there: A very clearly under-aged fallen angel with a heart full of love, sparkles, dinosaurs, and elaborate sentai fantasy sequences.
"An angel walks into a bar!" she narrates loudly. "And she asks the bartender, 'Which sin is the best?'" |
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| Out to lunch |
[Aug. 17th, 2010|05:41 pm] |
Or dinner, whichever.
Following the directions Riza had written out for them, Van led Celena to the establishment. It was a largish building, and window placement suggested that it was at least two stories tall. He opened the door for her, and inside were polished wooden floors and a variety of tables, from round to rectangular to booths, and comfortable-looking chairs.
It was well-lit for the restaurant hours, and the bar was along one wall, light refracting through the various bottles lining shelves in front of the mirrors.
"It doesn't look too bad," he commented quietly to Celena as they walked inside. |
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| The horror that swept through the Sin |
[Aug. 10th, 2010|12:55 am] |
There's a young redhead at one of the larger tables in the Sin's restaurant section. The table is overloaded with dishes of all sorts and the young woman- too flat for Greed's tastes, more than likely -is attacking the food with a terrifying frenzy.
Lina figures with food like this, Gourry's bound to show up sooner or later! |
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