genessia | 2ND FALLEN PETAL 🌹 VIDEO/TEXT/ACTION

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[Ib's face is calm and her mask is gone. Most likely not everyone will remember her from her threats earlier in the month. Either way she's here as a seemingly innocent soul to sort of apologize. She has her own plans in motion but with an alternate Garry and Ib here she's moving slower than she originally intended which means she has to attempt to gain friends.

A well practiced smile played across her lips a she spoke.]

Hello Genessia. I'm Ib, I haven't introduce myself before so I thought I'd get that out of the way. Oh! I might look familiar because my younger counterpart is wandering around.

[There is over a 10 year age difference but she doesn't want to be mistaken for the other.]

Anyway I got a job at The Dancing Donner in Fayren as a bartender. I used to bartend in the city so it's more of what I'm used too even. It would be great if people could stop by and say hello.

[With that the feed clicks off.]

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Oh and for the anonymous admirer who got me the roses... it's sweet but I don't much care for roses anymore.

It's complicated.

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[Somehow being behind the polished bar is comforting. There is a space between her and everyone else that most don't dare to cross. Ib's wearing a
black corset dress and a pair of high boots that match. A loose chain is tied around her center with a ruby red rose made of glass dangling at its end. A pendant rests on her collar bone while bracelets jingle at her wrists. Her very long dark brown hair is tied up though it still manages to fall down to her waist.

She flashes a smile at the partons of the bar working fluidly like she's done this a hundred times before. It's her job and despite anything else she enjoys it.]

What can I get for you?

[Her smile is wide and her red eyes shine brilliantly in the lighting. At least while she's working she can forget the painting and the horror that continue to haunt her.]

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Should I get a job too?

Of course not. I got a job so you wouldn't have too.

[There is an awkward pause and then a soft sigh.]

I'll be working nights so make sure that Garry isn't alone. okay? We might be able to find you a school here or something.

[That's what kids do right? Ib doesn't really remember since she is a highschool drop out.]

Okay. I'll make sure Garry isn't alone.

Aren't you a little small and... girlish... to be serving alcohol?

"OI! You big lug, you wanna come over here and try to tell her that?" Maria snapped, albeit with a good-natured smirk into the video-phone.

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She then giggled a little, and turned away from the camera feed, in order to -- well, order from Miss Ib, behind her bar, looking rather-- sexy, rather, in that damned corset-dress, that Maria herself could never hope to fill out! (She makes a mental note not to bring Teddy here, lest he fall for the bar wench rather than her.) "A peppermint cordial, if you please, miss...

"In fact, why don't you just leave the bottle, and a glass...?"

She had quite a lot to drink to, after all-- to forget about, perhaps more importantly: such as the damned elections, and how she was going to be out of a job within the next couple of days, when the new Guardian took over the office.

Then that's your job.

[Ib's eyebrow rose at the screen.]

Is there something wrong with being a girl and serving alcohol?

[She knows that she's small but she's at least old enough to serve liquor.]

Ib smiled at the girl before flicking a lose strand of hair behind her shoulder. She turned and grabbed the bottle from the row behind her. She poured the glass serving it neat to the woman.

"How about you tell me what's wrong instead of me just giving you the bottle?"

[From what Richard can see, the Dancing Donner is a pretty lively place. Also, from the number of people crowding the common room, it's pretty obvious a lot of the residents of Fayren come here. If he wants to get a feel for the place, this is a wonderful place to start.

He smiles as he slides up to the bar to answer her question.]

Mead, if you have it.

[Ib nods with a smile and turns away from him to grab a tall glass from beneath the counter. She stands with her hand on her hip as she waits for the cup to fill and then slides it in front of Richard.]

Here ya go. Anyone else with you or are you on your own tab tonight?

[She flashes him a beautiful smile as she asked her seemingly harmless question.]

"Oi! Who says anything is wrong, necessarily...?" Maria makes a fierce effort to smile back at Ib, of course, which very naturally turns into more of an expression of baring her teeth, rather feral-like, at the young bar-wench.

"Well... Okay, maybe I'm just a touch depressed over losing my job, already! I mean, seriously: I've been here maybe two months in this job, and it's already going-- POOF!" She flicks her fingers into the air, to demonstrate how quickly the job had disappeared upon her, after presenting itself as a bloody opportunity to "Help the People of Everglade!"™

(Damn you, Teddy, for presenting such an opportunity, and then -- not doing enough to actually keep the job for her!) "And-- and it was such a good job, too-- only one level below the actual Guardian's salary, y' know...?"

She snorted lightly, as she realised that she was about to spill all her problems to the barkeep-- including the problem of her empty bed and her unrequited crush on her (now-ex-) boss. "Oh, just give me the bottle, why don't you? I can still pay of course, because I've been very careful about my money... And look, you have other customers to get to!" She pointed across the bar, at some undetermined spot, where there might have been another patron, or maybe it was just someone standing there, ogling the bar wench...

Ib has an amused expression on her lips as she continues to hold the bottle of liquor just out of reach of the woman. Her head tilted slightly and she didn't even look down the bar when Maria gestured. She was pretty good at her job and able to tell when someone was ogling or trying to get a drink.

"Why not get a new job? And no, I think you should finish your glass first."

She didn't need someone using the bottle as a battling ram.

"I promise I won't let your glass stay dry as long as you're lucid."

[Richard, unaware there could be any ulterior motives involved with a barkeep asking a question about the money, he nods.]

Just me, but I'm not one who forgets my debts.

Not... really?

No, I guess not. [ He's just a program set in its ways, and he's gonna miss seeing Taps. ]

Do girls like alcohol? Well, I mean sure I've seen Samus in Tappers now and then but she's kind of the exception.

[Ib chuckles softly.]

I'm sure you don't but it's my job to check.

[She doesn't hide how her eyes flick over his face and then down to his chest. He's cute though he looks a little bit clueless as well.]

If you need anything make sure to let me know. Being alone in a bar is usually no fun.

[Ib chuckles dryly.]

From my experience, yes.

[At least at the Jagged Thorn which is where she worked before coming to Genessia.]

I obviously can't really drink while I'm working.

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Aw, no probably. It would really mess with your aim.

[Richard nodded, understanding her position and thanked her for the mead.]

Being in a tavern alone can be fun. You meet some pretty interesting people that way.

[Which was his point in coming in the first place.

That and he wanted to see if the mead was any good in Fayren. So far, it wasn't disappointing.]

Have you been here long?

[Ib laughs.]

Yes it would. So are you going to come down for a drink?

[Ib can understand that, it's one of the reasons she liked working at the bar besides the fact that there was a barrier between her and others.]

A few months.

[She shrugs with a smile.]

I'm used to working in a bar back home so I figured I'd stick to what I know.

I suppose I don't have anywhere I need to be. Uh. Where is it?

[Richard nodded, still smiling. It was a good place, and his as well.]

It's a better idea than learning something new on top of coming to a new place. Do you live here? In Fayren?

Not exactly. It's complicated right now.

[Which happens when you meet your innocent nine year old self and the man you had killed. It was awakard considering neither would leave her alone.]

What about you? I assume you have a place to rest your cute little head.

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