[ here we are post-event! percy is just vibing at the bar, currently browsing the jukebox and and nursing a glass of wine. a song plays in an indiscernible language to the tune of something nameless, just out of reach. he cocks his head this way and that, but he seems to be just sort of vibing. he's not drunk, because he's not sloppy like that. instead, he's just a little mellowed out.
when he sees atsushi move from behind the bar, he turns. ]
w2, wednesday
when he sees atsushi move from behind the bar, he turns. ]
What do you have there?
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Er...not alcohol?
[He's right, it's not alcohol. But he is absolutely raiding the bar of all its cherries.]
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Robbing the bar, I see. [ he'll make his way over, leaning against the bar top lightly and glancing at this. mountain of cherries ig wow. ]
I won't tell anyone.
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[He's just raiding the fruit garnishes.]
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[ a lift of the brows ]
I simply won't know. Probably best not to get too drunk in a place like this anyways.
[ he leans over the bar a bit ] Do they have anymore of those little plastic swords?