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cuddlecity2017-09-05 12:54 pm
gr8muppetyodin) wrote in cuddlecity2017-09-05 12:54 pm
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(open) i'm the demon alcohol, let's party
CHARACTERS: Buffy Summers & YOU!
LOCATIONS: The Deviant
WARNINGS: None yet
SUMMARY: Buffy has begun her new job under Faith's employ (so many jokes to be had), so let her fail to mix your drink and listen to your woes. She really will listen and not just talk at you, promise.
[ Was it ironic? Buffy was still mulling that one over even as she turned up for a night of work in Faith's club. Faith was the boss. Faith was giving her orders. Faith was somehow older and wiser and Buffy was the junior here. The world had turned upside down and inside out, and Buffy had come through a rabbit hole where she was still alive and Faith was now in charge of her paycheck.
But hey, no Hellmouth. No graveyards. No patrolling. No having to pull double duty as Buffy and the Slayer. She could just be Buffy. And right now that meant that Buffy was behind the bar, giving herself a crash course in serving things other than beer and whiskey. The shots were easy. She could wrap her head around the shots. Especially when patrons were already too drunk to notice that she might have poured them the wrong spirit.
Cocktails were presenting an entirely different set of problems though. And this was not something she could fight her way out of, or use Mr. Pointy on. She stopped long enough to pull her hair back into a ponytail and wiped up her latest spill before going back to the cards she had stashed behind the bar to read through for a third time how to make a Cosmo.
Somehow she pictured all the alcohol she was using up as coming out of her CuddleBucks when Faith discovered she was testing out drinks in between serving the paying customers. ]
LOCATIONS: The Deviant
WARNINGS: None yet
SUMMARY: Buffy has begun her new job under Faith's employ (so many jokes to be had), so let her fail to mix your drink and listen to your woes. She really will listen and not just talk at you, promise.
[ Was it ironic? Buffy was still mulling that one over even as she turned up for a night of work in Faith's club. Faith was the boss. Faith was giving her orders. Faith was somehow older and wiser and Buffy was the junior here. The world had turned upside down and inside out, and Buffy had come through a rabbit hole where she was still alive and Faith was now in charge of her paycheck.
But hey, no Hellmouth. No graveyards. No patrolling. No having to pull double duty as Buffy and the Slayer. She could just be Buffy. And right now that meant that Buffy was behind the bar, giving herself a crash course in serving things other than beer and whiskey. The shots were easy. She could wrap her head around the shots. Especially when patrons were already too drunk to notice that she might have poured them the wrong spirit.
Cocktails were presenting an entirely different set of problems though. And this was not something she could fight her way out of, or use Mr. Pointy on. She stopped long enough to pull her hair back into a ponytail and wiped up her latest spill before going back to the cards she had stashed behind the bar to read through for a third time how to make a Cosmo.
Somehow she pictured all the alcohol she was using up as coming out of her CuddleBucks when Faith discovered she was testing out drinks in between serving the paying customers. ]
no subject
[ Buffy just raised her eyebrows before offering a shrug like it was no big thing. ] Hey, you're the one convincing me I missed my calling. All I need now is a cat to stroke and a chair to spin around in. You've only got yourself to blame if I end up taking over the city.
[ All a joke of course. She really wasn't about to try and take over the city. Hell, she was good just keeping her own life organised let alone everyone else's. As she thought about Faith again her smile was a little more wry. ] Well, she's my boss. She runs this place. That is probably a bigger adjustment than not fighting all the time. It's nice though, knowing she's got my back. Things could have been a lot different between us. You found anyone from home? Ah, apart from this? Not a whole lot. It's weird, but the thing I was most excited about was getting up early in the morning. I did a lot of nightwork, and I mean, this job is nights but nowhere near as exhausting.
It's crazy how good the simple things are. And no, I mean, it doesn't have to be. It can be both. Tell me if I'm getting way too nosy. [ Buffy placed her chin in her hand and looked a little wistful for a second. ] Man, I know that feeling. No vacation for the Chosen One ever. Constantly working. This place definitely has its upsides.