♤ Network || Log - Raise a Glass

[deal_me_in]

WHO: Cayde-6 and erryone
WHERE: The Deep End (Orange-13 on map)
WHAT: Cayde doesn't like dwelling on negative things so HEY Bar Grand Opening come drink away your sorrows and stress and enjoy company in general
WHEN: 'bout a couple of days after the storm's passed, time flexible thereafter
WARNINGS: N/A will change as necessary
NOTES: Use whatever format you want

[Network - Video]

[The image starts out crooked but the Exo's actively adjusting it before he steps back and gives someone a thumb's up off-screen.]

All right, so good news? Nothing sprung a leak despite prior circumstances, surrounding area's a little damp though, but all in all? Everything's pretty much how I left it. Even got some supposed cyanana booze that's been uh...going through this still since before we left for space. -okay I'm not exactly sure how that might taste? So in the meantime, I've got a backup plan.

[He seems to remember something then, coming up close to the communicator.]

But Cayde, you say, what's all this about anyway? Excellent question! I was so excited I forgot to say. Ahem. So, some of you- a good number, actually, might be aware that I have been in the process of putting together a bar-slash-common gathering area type of hangout...thing. It's pretty much been done, just not stocked- but now that we're finally back from...all that and then some, I've got a selection of fine drinks for your...uh... drinking pleasure. Also some non-alcoholic stuff for the non-drinkers and the under-aged. Oh, and there's tea and coffee too.

[Fishing around in his pocket, he holds up a map he's drawn up, the location circled.]

We're right down here, southeast sector, past the lake- I'm working on getting some kind of a landmark but this place is fresh out of neon signs. Anyway! I'll be around. Come as you please, even if I'm not- don't trip up the stairs, help yourself and uh, don't mind if the fish stare at you.

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Making the network announcement had helped to fully kick his mood back into a semblance of normal. Truth be told, he just wanted to gather up people together, real people, and settle in with an ambiance of more pleasant times and warmer company.

The backdrop of the water-filled courtyard that made up the center of the nest of buildings had been something Cayde had at the time thought whimsical. During the daylight hours the light that filtered through the large window was a wavering green-blue, offset by the small sconces along the wall and a few individual lanterns at tables and flanking the bar area adjacent to the makeshift aquarium.

Cayde had set up the various bottles of drinks he'd acquired from their planetary pit-stop and scavenged from the cafe on a somewhat crooked shelf behind the bar itself. He'd been trying to go for rustic like those Old West saloons but in the middle gave up and just let things shape itself as he found them. The glassware is just as mismatched as the furniture, but everything's clean and ready to be made use of. If there's anything he really wishes he had, it would be an old-fashioned phonograph player or some kind of music source just to drive off the quiet that filled the space when no people did.

Comments

[kree_soldieress]

Woman. She is a woman. But there is no point to correcting. Lauri-Ell takes another ship and then nods.

"Yes. I am Lauri-Ell."

[heeeyadora]

New Woman doesn't flow nearly so nicely. Lauri-Ell though- that one sounds pretty good.

"Good to meet you Lauri-Ell," Catra gives a low rumbling purr with her smile, and extends a hand, "Catra," she introduces herself finally.

[kree_soldieress]

She would appreciate the appreciation of her name. And Lauri-Ell likes it. But then she hears the noise and leans forward. What is that sound?

The hand is taken and carefully shook it.

"What is that beautiful noise? It sounds like when Chewie, Carol's beast, was pleased."

[heeeyadora]

"Mm-??" The purring stops abruptly in Catra's shock, and to her embarrassment a flush stains her cheeks. Her ears flattened almost shyly, not sure how to handle that sort of compliment.

"It's nothing."

[kree_soldieress]

The ears are cute too. She wishes to stroke them. Instead she sits there and watches.

"I am sorry if I have made you uncomfortable. It is just a pretty sound."

[heeeyadora]

"N-no, it's-" she clears her throat, straightening up and scowling a little at the unexpected vulnerability this seems to have sparked, shaking off the apology.

"It's fine. I was just surprised. No one's ever said that..."

[kree_soldieress]

"Why?"

What a silly question. But she asks it anyway.

"Are people around you not capable of recognizing the pleasantness of the sound? Perhaps it is at a frequency they cannot handle."

Silly. So silly.

[heeeyadora]

Those ears go somewhat lopsided, head tilting as she tries to figure out if Lauri-Ell is being genuine, and for a brief moment that purr returns, though she seems a little self conscious of it now.

"The people around me aren't capable of recognizing much of anything."

[kree_soldieress]

The sears are so cute. If only she was allowed to pet them. Which, of course, she was likely not welcome to do. But she tries her best to just smile.

"Are they just daft?"

[heeeyadora]

It probably wouldn't end too well for if she tried, but they are very tempting, aren't they? They lift a little with Catra's smirk.

"Well, I mean- obviously," she agrees, that over confidence returning with a pleased purr.

"I like you, Lauri-Ell. You're all right."

[kree_soldieress]

Of course she is right. She worked hard at being good at what she's good at. The woman smiles in pride over the proclamation.

"Thank you. I am glad to be correct."