party post } { drinks are on me

[bravebartender]

So the thing about wishing for home and accidentally winding up with your place of employment is that that employment can now transfer to Teleios. Cami's had Rousseau's for about six months now, and she's managed to change it into the place that Sophie and Jane Anne loved to something that's a little more something of Teleios, even if she kept a lot of the New Orleans flair. It's something she couldn't bring herself to take away, that memory of home, even if she's far, far away.

The upper floors have been modified into a small loft for her and Hope, something simple and comfortable that's currently loaded with baby toys because when you're being spoiled by your Aunt Cami, you can never have too many. She still doesn't know why Hope came with her when she was brought into Teleios, but she is going to do everything in her power to keep her safe until Klaus our Hayley get here. It's not much power, given the measly human of it all, but that's why she hires attractive, strapping supernatural gentlemen to do her dirty work for her.

Currently she's behind the bar, with Hope in her playpen that she worked in there, just so she can keep an eye on her. She's more than willing to pour you a drink, listen to your troubles and woes and make sure that you leave her bar with your mind feeling a little lighter. After all, there's nothing more dangerous than a bartender who also happens to be a psychologist. She'll get what you're worried about out of you sooner or later.

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[revenant]

At Baal's question, Sarah's gaze traitorously lands on Noah while he plays darts. A rueful smile curves on her lips, before she turns back to Baal. "Maybe some more than others. The new beginnings don't hurt."

It's ... nice to start fresh, sometimes. To get a do-over.

[byyourleave]

His eyes followed hers and he grinned. "You have fine taste, my dear. The face promises for lots of interesting beginnings, and middles as well."

[revenant]

Sarah laughs freely, ducking her head a little bit. When she looks back up, there's a curiosity in her gaze, that isn't without mirth. "Have you ever been in love, Baal?"

[byyourleave]

"Oh, many times, my dear. But it is hard to love that which you cannot keep forever."

[revenant]

And the thing is, she would. She would keep Noah forever if she could. She glances over his way once more, and it is probably terribly obvious this one is besotted, before she turns to Baal. "That's true," she says softly. She is no immortal, after all. She doesn't understand. "Maybe it's just that I'm young, but I think it's worth it anyway. I'd rather have one day with Noah than nothing at all."

Proudly, because it's Baal and she trusts him, she adds cheekily, "I'm going to marry him someday, you know. He just doesn't know it yet."

[byyourleave]

Baal laughed at that. "You may want to make sure he is aware of the fact before you put him before the priest, my dear. He does still need to give consent as part of the ceremony on most realms." He leaned in a bit, conspicuously. "Unless you wish for me to take you to a realm where you can claim him as yours without that."

[revenant]

Sarah lights up, leaning toward him in return. "There is?" she asks in a hushed whisper. She is envious - envy of the good variety, we swear - of Baal's ability to move around. She'd explore every realm if she could. She'd take what pieces she could for her own. She is legitimately chinhands-ing right now. "What's it like? What's your favorite realm outside of Lapurrak Santutegia? Can I really claim him as my own?"

One question at a time, Sarah.

[byyourleave]

Baal just laughed. "My dear, which do you want to know first? A man can only speak one sentence at a time!"

[revenant]

Sarah grins sheepishly, before she props her chin on her hand. She studies him with playfully narrowed eyes, and she finally settles on a question. "What's it like? Being a pirate."

[byyourleave]

"That is like asking man what it is like to walk, or to breath. It is who I am in my heart and soul, and I know nothing else but it."

He leaned closer though, as if he was going to whisper a secret. "But it is a life of adventure at times, and other times just lazy at sea."

[revenant]

Sarah's nose crinkles with amusement when he leans over. She crosses her heart as though this is a secret he can trust she will keep. "I should've known. People ask me what it is like to be a witch, too. I never know how to answer. It's just like any other limb of mine. You never really think about it."

But then - imagine what it would be like to live with that limb. Impossible.

[byyourleave]

"I was not born to it, though. It was something I found once I was old enough to escape the realm of my birth. And while there have been times in which I feel as if I should have planned my actions better, it is a life I would not sacrifice for anything."