[ action | OPEN ] and if I told you everything, would you call me crazy?

[black_black_heart]

Who: Tannusen and whoever!
Where: Genessia City - Velvet Lust (Please read that link if you're gonna tag in!)
Warnings: Heavy innuendo in the first two threads. Will add if any others are needed.

🌟 OTAs and closed threads between people who aren't Tannusen are also welcome! Just mind the security.

A. anyone ICly over 18 [OPEN] (18 meaning adult. If your character IS an adult and is just technically younger, they're still okay for this!)

It was night-time, Velvet Lust was open for business. Tannusen could be found either at the bar downstairs, sitting on one of the stools instead of helping pour drinks, or upstairs at that bar trading commentary with the snarky bartender on duty. Either way, he was drinking tea, thank you!

B. anyone ICly under 18 or who just wants to [OPEN]

Day or night, if anyone lingered for long enough just outside of the bar, it was going to eventually draw Tannusen's attention.

C. pre-hours on assorted days [locked to Velvet Lust staffers]

Before the bar opened for the night, Tannusen could be found on either floor of the establishment. Stocking things, fixing something, or... even lounging around as a tiger. Staff were always allowed to come and go for several hours before opening time.

D. pre-hours one day [locked to Cassian Lynch]

On one specific day, shortly after the first incident with Ni, Tannusen found himself eyeballing the downstairs area while it was free of people. Maybe... he had an idea. He pulled his phone out of his suit jacket, and dialed Cassian.

Of course, he couldn't just be serious right from the get-go, so his first words when the guy picked up were an artfully-breathy, "Hey babe, what're you wearing?"

Comments

D.

[feckinboomstick]

"Three layers of the usual. And a parka."

Well what did you expect.

[black_black_heart]

"Only three layers? How scandalous!" Tannusen laughed, and then added a little more seriously, "...hey, are all of your traps the sort of thing that would fuck up everything in a ten foot radius?"

[feckinboomstick]

"I figured ye'd be callin' so I dressed appropriately." But yes, he was waiting for the real reason behind this call.

"... Aye mostly. I do tend to get mobbed a bit when I work."

Zombies and all.

[black_black_heart]

"I was thinking," Tannu took a lean against the empty bar as he talked, still eyeing the place, "if you promised to only use them in an emergency, like the one the other day with Ni, you could trap part of the bar while it's closed for the day."

He really did want the guy to feel safe at his bar, okay? And security couldn't be everywhere at all times.

Not that he was likely to encounter anyone else here that telling to fuck off wouldn't do the trick, but, knowing you had a backup plan was still nice wasn't it?

A

[sarcastass]

Sadly, due to Szel's little deal to get his subgate open, wine was... off the menu. For as long as he'd be here, sadly. He'd really tested it to, but every glass turned to ash in his mouth, so bitterly, here he was, having to order a bourbon instead.

... A really expensive one, but still.

Not wine.

He might look a touch more sour than usual, the occasional, annoyed wisp of smoke and steam snaking out of his mouth as he took a sip of his drink.

Not wine.

[black_black_heart]

Tannusen settled into place next to Szel at the bar, getting a refill on his customary mug of tea. It wasn't exactly grocery store teabags that he drank at Velvet, however. Far be it from him to stock so many fancy, expensive types of booze and not also infuse a proper Tieguanyin oolong.

"Hello Szel," the tiger greeted, that ever-present purr in his voice just as natural as could be. "Long time no talk. How's your drink?"

[sarcastass]

Ah, there was a voice he didn't mind hearing again. Predictably, the blind man's head tipped towards the sound of it, as welcome as it was, and the sour look faded.

"It's not wine." That should answer it.

"I've made my choice though, I'd rather be comfortable for the long term than placated for the short term." A gentle breath and-

"Tea?"

A.

[02crusnikabel]

He doesn't come every night, but once in a while he visits. Every week, with a cycle of books that was released at the library where he works, and being thoughtful, he always bring Tannusen some books to read too. He's a librarian, librarian are the nicest people.

Abel always sits in the same table by the window. Reading and eating at same time, eating steaks, fries (you do have fries do you Tannu?), and a spike glass of soda mixed with whatever alcohol he feels like drinking, served with ice or another choice wine. And if he isn't reading, he's always writing in a notepad.

He's a very quiet, book-worm fellow, but he always smiles. Catholic priests are always a peaceful sort.

"What kind of tea you are drinking? If I knew you're a tea drinker, I should invite you to my afternoon lunch teas sometime."

[black_black_heart]

Tannusen offered Abel one of his usual, level smiles. "Tieguanyin oolong," he toyed with his mug on the bar, hands bare save for a silver ring on one finger. "More commonly known as 'Iron Goddess of Mercy', but that's more of a misnomer."

[02crusnikabel]

"Tieguanyin oolong." Abel pronounced slowly, hoping he get that right. "Huh, goddess of Mercy. As in the Chinese Goddess of compassion? I wonder if they have that kind of tea in the supermarket."

C

[fukkinawesome]

Wade always tended to be here early. He liked his job, after all. Probably the most legal one he'd ever had.

At the moment though, he wasnt..
Exactly getting ready for work. Creeping, pretty stealthily actually, towards a lounging tiger, each step silent and calculated... closer... cloooooser-

And he has hurled himself right at Tannusen's fluffy kitty cat belly face first.

"MOTOR BOAT ATTACK."

[black_black_heart]

There he was, just peacefully hanging out on his side on the stage, half-dozing, just chilling.

And then, Wade.

FUCKING--

It was a good thing Wade could regenerate so easily, after getting kicked to shit by all four of the startled tiger's wildly flailing legs. That was easily some bone-breaking force, and three inch claws!

[fukkinawesome]

Flesh and blood everywhere. Wade is a tattered, bleeding mess, and more than a few things were snapped or dislocated.

... He's laughing his fucking head off.

"WORTH IT"

C

[brinewitch]

"Hey, Chief!" Well there's a familiar tone. Here comes Kani, swanning in like he owned the entire club. Hey! No singing, that's not happening.

He has with him though a thin silver chain, clearly something for jewelry, and a rather thick looking sewing needle.

... This seems safe.

"Ya got a minute? I got somethin' fer ya."

[black_black_heart]

Tannusen looked up from what he was doing -- stocking something behind the bar, it looked like -- to glance at what Kani was approaching him with.

The needle got a particularly long look.

"...Sure."

You'd better not be planning to stab him with that, Kani. You just don't have that type of relationship!

[brinewitch]

"So uh... I was thinkin'... about that talk we had before an' stuff."

Shimmering was going on here, he was definitely shimmering. Silver scales starting to appear along his jawline, specifically, throwing rainbows wherever light hit them.

"An' like... I want ya ta be able ta listen when I sing. That's all. I sure would like fer ya ta tell me whatcha think of it. Ya get me?"

A promise was a promise, Cassian hadn't lied. The siren wasn't gearing up for a song, as he nervously scratched at a large scale on his jaw.

"So I got an idea. I'll give ya somethin' so ya can listen without gettin' caught up."

A., open to all

[captain_by_the_book]

Cassian walks into the Velvet Lust and starts taking stock of his surroundings and the patrons, confident at first, but very quickly growing uncomfortable. This is not the kind of cantina he is used to, he realizes after mere moments. The cantina is well-lit, welcoming and clean, the patrons don't have that typical look in their eyes of people who are just waiting for an opportunity to do violence. Nobody's even brawling, never mind anybody getting shot.

Fine, he can adjust.

He forces his body language to soften a bit, this is not the place to exude a menacing presence. Cassian takes note of the pool table, it seems to be the only game being played at, which is disappointing though a dejarik table would have been too much to hope for. He walks to the bar and orders a drink he doesn't touch while he waits for Garrus, or to catch sight of Tannusen.

[black_black_heart]

Velvet Lust's had one fight in the four months that it's been open, and that fight had lasted for maybe three whole seconds before security had noticed. The tiger demanded a certain respect for his territory. Yes, even the flashy dance-club part upstairs.

And there's Tannusen himself, exactly as described, chilling on a bar stool with his usual mug of tea.

realizing to outsiders this prob looks like he's trying to pick cassian up XD

[reachnotflexibility]

Garrus is a little shocked at the atmosphere of the place - it's been a long time since he's been to a nicer club. Usually he found himself in the middle of a firefight, or collecting information that would lead to a firefight. And on Omega? Forget about it; they were all seedy.

But it's a nice appeal, being able to relax with a friend over a drink and not have to worry about getting shot, so he orders a drink - how the have dextro booze he's not sure, but he's happy to run with it - and takes seat next to Cassian at the bar.

"Never pegged you for the club type."

A

[k2so]

[Cantinas in Genessia are nothing like the ones back in Kay's world. For starters, it seems like the owner has some actual taste in music. That alone is refreshing.

Kay stands among the crowd, not just because of his size but because he's not organic, yet he still try to get out of people's way and no be a problem as he looks around the bar.]

[black_black_heart]

Fancy seeing you here!

[Have a Tannusen, sidling up next to the droid.]

[k2so]

Ey! [Kay can't smile but the cheerful tone is impossible to miss.] I didn't expect to see any familiar faces. Then again, it's the first time I come here.

[Locked to Amberdrake]

[badly_behaved_priest]

Sanzo lagged behind deliberately, taking any chance to pause. He needed to stamp out his cigeratte. Wait, he needed to get another out. Light it too! Give him a minute, he's just enjoying the night air while polluting it. He bled reluctance and irritation, this wasn't his idea of a good time. His idea of a good time involved staying home and not talking to anyone he didn't have to.

With some convincing, he'd dressed up for the night. Overdressed, even, in a collared shirt, tie, and smart waistcoat. Amberdrake was maddeningly convincing, Sanzo wasn't quite sure how he'd gotten him this far into Genessia City at all.

He paused yet again under the guise of reading a nearby sign and muttered something about this being stupid under his breath for the third time.

just roommates being pals

[amberdrake]

Taking Sanzo anywhere that wasn't a shooting range, karaoke bar, or a convenience store (for the all-important beer and smokes, of course) was seriously like dragging a cat across the ground in a harness and leash while it just laid there and plotted your demise.

At least Sanzo was in a pretty harness and leash, such as it was. It was always nice to see him in 'street clothes'. Flattering as the Sanzo robes were on him...

Amberdrake paused when Sanzo stopped again, and actually sighed. In public. Honestly.

"Ke'chara," he had no qualms calling him endearments in his native tongue, in public. Literally no one would know what he'd said. "Must you?"

And they were roommates!

[badly_behaved_priest]

"What?" Sanzo asked with no attempt to sound innocent. He wasn't happy to be here and his voice dripped with his disdain for things like bars he didn't want to go to. Yes he knew he was being a brat, but he did nothing to hide it.

He took a slow drag on his cigarette, watching for Amberdrake's reaction. Amberdrake would win this fight, eventually. It would be a fight, at least from Sanzo's point of view.