the openest log to ever open! <3

[defies_reason]

When; Evening of April Fifth
Rating; probably varying by threads
Characters; EVERYONE IS WELCOME
Summary; Big ol' open log for the grand opening of Isaak's bar~ Feel free to come and socialize, even if you don't know the guy! Hooray!
Log;

Word has been spreading, in a quiet sort of way-- a tasteful poster here, an idle comment there, a few personal invitations (with varying degrees of detail) delivered by Isaak himself, and (of course) the polite request that others pass the word along. Simple, but (one hopes) effective.

The Wolf's Den is luxurious without being overly ostentatious; it's warmly lit and comfortable in spite of its newness, with comfortable leather seating and a well-stocked, under-lit bar. No detail has been overlooked-- and, perhaps, no expense spared-- from the hardwood floor to the ornately-tiled ceiling.

There's plenty of food and drink to go around, and as the evening gets underway, Isaak is contentedly mingling among his guests, socializing and keeping an eye on things in equal parts.

So, have a drink; make some new friends. Everyone is welcome, here.

Comments

[candothat]

[As far as Chekov is concerned, Hei is broken. He's a victim of the lifestyle he led prior to entering the City, and that lifestyle has twisted him into someone who can't fit into a typical job--not really, not without constantly looking over his shoulder or waiting for others to turn on him. It's almost pitiable.

Pavel may trust too much and forgive too easily, but he wouldn't trade those traits if it meant becoming a person like Hei.]

Ah, yes. I should have known that you would never stoop so low as sentimentality. [His tone is light, almost teasing.]

[mortemscintilla]

[ Victim, pitiable, broken... Oh, Chekov. You make him sound like a trigger-happy war veteran edging into a breakdown. In the field, the benefit of Hei's paranoia has allowed him to pierce multiple levels of deceptions, facades, and motives. It's kept him alive, and is too useful a tool to discard now. In the City, he can fake a convincing semblance of functionality -- but he's not here to be repatriated or rehabilitated. The place is a stopover, not a destination. Long-terms plans -- any changes inside and out -- are pointless. ]

[ That said, he wouldn't wish his frame-of-mind on Pavel either. Hei's ruthless streak was nurtured to suit the environment he existed in. A shark has to keep swimming, or else it dies. That's not the case for an angelfish. (He should stop staring at the aquarium at the corner to stave off this sea-related ideation.) ]

A place for everything, and everything in its place. [ Switchblade smile, sharp eyes. Then a blink later, back to vapid 'Li'. ] Anyway, I'm no good with those situations. [ Words. Emotions. Goodbyes. Take your pick -- and the truth in the remark -- as you will. ]