|Raven // Ezra (Shae) Dufraisne (in_the_wings) wrote in paxletalelogs,|
@ 2010-10-17 02:04:00
|Entry tags:||changing woman, raijin, raven|
Who: Shae and OPEN TO ALL (AGAIN)!!
What: How 'bout a round?
Where: Bottoms Up Tavern, Northwest Anaheim
When: October 8, around 8PM, after the paintball extravaganza
Warnings: Alcohol? Music? Large, rowdy gathering? C'mon, something's gonna happen.
Notes: Same story as the last. Sub-threads for separate character interactions, yadda yadda yadda.
Shae groaned as he slid out of his driver's seat, soreness from the evening's earlier paintball excursion spiking a bit as his joints protested the movement. Sure, it had been a physically challenging game and yes, he'd been marked a few more times than he'd care to admit, but this was ridiculous. He wasn't old by any stretch of the imagination, but he was certainly feeling the exhaustive effects of all those physical demands on his body. Getting liquored up should help fix that.
Bottoms Up Tavern was a great little dive he'd discovered some time back- cheap, clean enough to squeak by health inspection guidelines, and just the right size to encourage a perfectly respectable group boozefest. The bartenders and staff were young and attractive enough, and rowdy behavior was generally tolerated so long as it didn't leave any bloodstains. Perfect kind of stress relief, as far as Shae was concerned.
The bar was nearly half-full when he entered, and he headed straight for the familiar face behind the counter. "Gotta group on da way, bra. Staht me a tab. First roun's on me." Reaching up to secure his low ponytail, he then accepted the longneck his bartender friend had passed over the counter to him, the corner of his lip quirking in amusement as AC/DC blared from the corner jukebox. He took a healthy swig of the beer, keeping on eye on the door to wave down any familiar Pax faces that happened through, and claimed a seat at one of the larger tables in the establishment to wait.