Miguel O'Hara (s_man_) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2020-12-09 23:22:00 |
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Miguel stood behind the bar, looking at the different bottles of tequila on offer. He recognized a couple of the labels, which made him wonder if the hotel brought things from everyone's homes when it collected the people, or if some brands were simply ubiquitous on Earth. He lifted a few different bottles, ones he didn't recognize - the intention wasn't to drink them dry, but to find out which one he preferred, and which one Mando would like most out of the selection - and set them on the bar beside a selection of small glasses. And a hi-ball glass in case Mando wanted to try mixers. Ava had already gone to collect Bobby - perhaps the kid would get to meet Sammy the dinosaur. The thought of Bobby playing with the ridiculously-colored dinosaur made him smile, and since it automatically made him think about Ava even more, his smile grew almost wide enough to properly show his fangs. Still, he didn't care if anyone saw them, not any more. He'd given up on the whole "secret identity" thing and nobody had batted an eyelid. Weird, given that he'd probably be strung up from Alchemax's main office building if he'd done that back home. This place was bizarre and upsetting at times (like now - Miguel hadn't known anyone who'd vanished, but even he could pick up on the change in mood around the place, despite the Christmas decor, and he was usually shocking terrible at working out different moods in other people), but it was also pretty freeing and very relaxing. So he could have a night of tequila-tasting with a friend and not feel like he needed to be out fighting bad guys while watching for the Public Eye fly-boys at the same time. He set about opening the bottles, running a talon round the seals where there was plastic keeping everything shut, and waited for Mando to show up. He'd let the other man pick where they sat for the evening. |