[ action | OPEN ] I'm a ghost, you're an angel... one and the same, just remains of an age...

[black_black_heart]

Who: Tannusen and/or whoever!
Where: Genessia City - Velvet Lust (Please read that link if you're gonna tag in!)
What: A general Velvet Lust catch-all post for May. Back-tagging in the future, and back-dating now or later are both fine.
Warnings: Will add as/if needed.

🌟 OTAs, and closed threads between people who aren't Tannusen are also welcome!
(Please note it in your subject line, so I don't barge in!)
There are rules! And there are enforcers. Characters (or NPCs!) who step out of line will be removed from the premises.

A. [OPEN - anyone who is ICly an adult, kids simply aren't allowed inside]

It was night-time, and 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.

B. [OPEN - anyone ICly under-age, or who just wants to]

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

C. [LOCKED - 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. [LOCKED - Private to Dorian Pavus]

[ The text comes without warning, of course. Mid-day at some point, long before the bar's open for whatever day this thread takes place in. ]

you wanted warning

it will be soon

Comments

[black_black_heart]

"Maybe a little bit, yes," Tannusen smiled, "I play with Wade a lot, and he's a good friend. But then he goes home... and I go home."

And he doesn't live with the menace.

[cadbane]

"He can be trouble but useful trouble," Bane said with a wry smirk. "And you never get bored."

While he did think Wade was a handful at times and he'd agreed to live with him for convenience at first, the merc had grown on him and maybe there was even a bit of fondness there. He wouldn't put up with any of Wade's nonsense but on the other hand he knew the man did have the skills to back up his mouth.

[black_black_heart]

"That's very true," Tannusen chuckled at that. Hadn't he hired the guy as his 'Event Manager'? Wade's job description was to party his ass off upstairs and try to rile others up into it with him. He was pretty good at that. Chaos in leather, a great combination in the pooka's book.

"Are you the one who had him by the ankle, the other day?"

[cadbane]

"He was going to get up to some mischief in the city and I delayed his leap out of the window."

So that was a yes. He'd let Wade go when they'd struck a bargain.

"You weren't encouraging that, were you? One day he might get a bounty on his head."

Which showed how much he was looking out for Wade since an extra bounty would be good for business. To prevent it was a loss of money.

[black_black_heart]

"Are you asking if I would ever be a bad influence?" Tannusen asked, amused, resting the side of his jaw in one hand, elbow propped up on the bar. "Because the answer's always yes. Who do you think was going to be flying him around?"

[cadbane]

"How do you profit from that?"

He was much less about fun and mostly all about what he could get from any deal or job. It was always a job and not something just for the sake of enjoyment with him.

[black_black_heart]

Yeah that was not a question coming from someone who believed in much of the way of sentiment.

Well, Tannusen had a good answer for that, too.

"Glamour is produced by creativity, chaos, and strong emotions... like joy."

Things that swirled around Wade Wilson at all times. Maybe not always the giddy joy; the guy had his definite dark parts. But strong emotion? Oh yes.

"And Glamour is what keeps me alive."

Thus, Velvet Lust in general. Did he have other, more noble reasons for this place? Yes, actually. But if one had to boil everything down to profit, red bills simply weren't what the tiger was after.

[cadbane]

"I take it you mean that in a literal sense," the bounty hunter watched Tannusen intently but otherwise he wasn't showing much of any emotion other than a grim seriousness. It may be strange to think that he and Wade could even get along, let alone live together but maybe opposites were a key here.

And lots of firepower.

[black_black_heart]

"Indeed," Tannusen shrugged one shoulder. "I like Wade on his own merits, and there's more reasons than Glamour for this place's existence, too. But if you only think in terms of profit, there it is. Cash can only do so much in any world, let alone this one."

[cadbane]

"So people tell me but without it you struggle to get ahead with anything," by his dour tone there's obviously something more to his attitude than simple greed. He looked away as he finished off his glass.

"You seen Wilson in here tonight?"

[black_black_heart]

"Hm," that's Tannusen's initial response. Remembering a lot of cold nights sleeping on the ground up against his motorcycle, perhaps.

"I did earlier, yes, but you know Wade."

Fifty percent chance the guy's teleported off for ice cream or something else random.

[cadbane]

"Far too well," came the reply. Living with Wade he'd gotten to know many of his quirks and more. Much more information than he'd really want to know about a colleague.

"I'm surprised he can hold to the stability of one job. Has he been doing that for long?"

[black_black_heart]

"I hired him in early November, so... going on almost seven months?"

Tannusen shrugged, "We work well together. Both as buddies and as employee and employer."

Being a Faerie didn't hurt, in either case. He was just random enough to keep up with the merc and vice versa.

[cadbane]

"So you call him a friend then," it was still a concept that felt a bit apart from himself. He'd been burned by friends in the past and trust wasn't easy to accept. It was easier to maintain some professional distance.