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[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

When; Saturday, September 13th, 8pm
Rating; We'll see~
Characters; Boy Blue playstheblues and anyone who wants to come!
Summary; The Blue Light opens for music, drinks, and hanging out, of course!
Log;

Blue was on the little stage near the bar playing some swing standards and enjoying the atmosphere. Finally he had a club that was his; something that he had never had before imagined, but that he was enjoying. A place he could play, a place that wasn't stuffy with the aucoustics of a cathedral, a place where he wasn't too young, white, or hayseed.

After yesterday's curse it was nice to have an opening. He hoped it would go well.

[ooc: Blurb and images can be seen here!]

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[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[Wait for it.]

Inexperienced, but interested in becoming more so.

[NOW ask that question.]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

..... I like you.

[The nightmare breaks out a shot glass. Sambuca see. He puts his cigarette and ashtray aside because this is going to take some work.]

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

I try.

[He finishes the current drink relatively quickly, as far as he's concerned, watching with more than mild interest as Corinthian does his thing.]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Getting a lighter ready. And fwoosh. The drink is on fire, which he slams down with ease. Cori licks his lips.]

Do you want to try now?

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[ Okay now he's just staring.]

I am...completely not sure how to drink that.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

You just do. Fast. It won't hurt.

[Cori promises. He makes no guarantees about the taste though.]

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[He eyeballs it for a good long moment before inhaling deeply and blowing it out in a breath, and downing it in another after picking it up. Then he shoots Cori a LOOK as if to say: you absolutely could NOT have meant as it was and if you did....you're crazy. Even while he gives him that look, he's licking his lips thoughtfully, trying to savor a taste he's not at all sure he's completely tasting.]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Oh now Cori laughs, and it's a genuine laugh complete with a hard slap of his palm to the bartop. The kid did it, fuck.]

You can put that one on the house.

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[Zach laughs in response, even if his laugh is a little...what's the word? Squeaky sounds so not at all like the word. Creaky? Dry? Either way, he's grinning, shoulders rising in a good-natured shrug.]

Yay me.

[He looks around a bit, scanning for Caspian and Peter...scanning for anyone really but the turn out is pretty dense and he ends up watching Blue for a while before looking back at Cori.]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Looking for company?

[Cori makes a white russian, easy on the vodka this time, to soothe Zach's palate.]

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[ Appreciated because....yeah downed in one go and it was just a shot but re: inexperienced...yes.]

Sort of. Just friends. Well, friend and acquaintance. Whichever.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Cori snorts, but he means it in a joking manner.]

Not here for the music?

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

I like music. I'm a fan, even.

[A pause and he gives a half smirk, but it's going to look goofy no matter what because it's Zach.]

I don't need to be cursed to belt out my appreciation. But this is better. He should be proud....and whoever helped him put it together....?

[Zach honestly isn't sure of the details of how this came to be or how long it took but, eh, he supposes. ]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Flycatcher, Rose Red, the Warden, Peter Pevensie, a couple others.

Oh and me.

[The nightmare adds.]

I guess you're lucky there's no karaoke.

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

Very lucky.

[Zach corrects him, resting his chin on his palm, a little 'meh' at no-Caspian but he's also thinking about how he's going to tell Claire he drank a...whatever that on-fire one was called----he'll look it up---or maybe better, how he's going to tell Mohinder and get one of those infamous 'disapproving looks' which are always so funny for some reason.]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Gosh Zach, you're really good at this underaged drinking business. Then again, Cori would get a kick out of Mohinder's face too, he does like to troll the man.]

Are you waiting on the pretty blonde or the geek with glasses?

[He asks casually. Oh Cori ttly pays attention to the network.]

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[Hey, it's always the quiet ones. Or uh, well he's not sure but he'll go with that line of thinking at least. EVERYONE likes to troll Mohinder, Cori. Not special. But Zach still approves, not that you're looking for his approval, but hey, there it is.]

Neither, but it'd be nice if they showed up anyway. Was looking for....a couple kings.

[And he laughs a little to himself. ]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[The first thought that comes to Cori's mind is... aw hell he says it because the nightmare has nothing to worry about. No shame.]

I didn't know we had real dykes around here.

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[Zach would spit out his drink if he was drinking anything. ]

So NOT what I meant but uh....I wouldn't be surprised?

[And that's the truth because well, Zach's pretty sure he's seen a few blatant examples around anyway.]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh. My mistake.

[Cori grins, obviously not apologetic at all.]

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[Zach rolls his eyes, ever so obviously.]

Sureeeeeee.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Aw Zach. Nightmare likes you (a blessing and a curse).]

They left a couple minutes ago. Looked hurried.

[There Zach, a bone. Don't ask how Cori even knew, he just did.]

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[Zach is tempted to ask how he knows since Zach's been watching the door or TRYING .... but again, crowded, and well, a couple drinks...not much affecting but some effect is enough to make him shrug it off with a frown.]

Right, right.

[Hey Zach's inclined to being liked over hated at least. He thinks.]

Still glad I came to check this out.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[The Corinthian never forgets, and he's extremely observant, perhaps obsessively so.]

You got Sambuca out of it.

[The nightmare points at him. There, now you have the name of the flaming alcohol too.]

[filmzbyzach.livejournal.com]

[For which he is extremely grateful. Bragging will be easier. Or it will for like the five point two seconds Claire takes before sitting on him or the two point five seconds Mohinder takes before lecturing him, neither of which he minds in the least, and the sort of silly and laid back smile on his face will say as much.]

That, I did. Did I ask you who you are yet? If I didn't....who're you anyway? Never talked to you before.

[All attention back on Cori now, curiosity evident.]