Lorne (i_host) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2011-01-27 21:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | caritas, lorne |
Mercy is Open (narrative)
Getting ahold of the Transnuding Furies in The City was a lot like getting Lorne's mother to stop yelling about how much he'd failed her--impossible.
After talking with Harry, Lorne started figuring exactly what he'd need before he could open Caritas for business.
The City'd been generous with him, that was true. There was a new, state-of-the-art Karaoke machine, and a bunch of song list binders. There was a piano on the stage, a decent microphone, stage lights and half a dozen different colored gels for them. The stage was small, that was true, but it could fit a person (or a demon) and that piano comfortably. Group performances would have to take place on the floor in front of the stage, but that was fine with Lorne. The tables were far enough back.
The bar was stocked.
The kitchen, small and off to the side, looked like it had everything it needed. Just to be sure, Lorne hired a local line cook and asked what the guy could make. When he said he could do onion rings, wings, and fries... Lorne hired him on the spot. He'd need a full-time bartender, but he'd found a part-timer.
Harry'd set up some wards for him, and had offered without Lorne asking, so that was wonderful. Lorne would need a witch or the furies to do the rest, but the wards would hold until then. A framed list of house rules hung on the wall, and it read as follows: