[attr="class","textbox"]Oh, shit. Drama bomb. Apparently, the guy who just dove tongue-first into someone as a debate tactics shouldn't have done that. Isaac didn't even realize
paxton concordas was spoken for. He winced sympathetically as
luciano fisk approached, and made a mental note to give the poor guy one on the house if he ended up sticking around.[break][break]
Until then, he decided the last thing the poor guy needed was a meddler. He let their drama play out on the sidelines as he put the finishing touches on
dylan sayer's drink. He even gave it a little swirl with that candy cane for a bit of extra flourish.
"There ya go," he said, returning his smirk with one of his own.
"Littlest candy cane I could get my hands on, too." Next up, Gen-[break][break]
Oh. No
Genevieve Cromwell. Damn. There was another someone she really wanted to speak with, apparently. Ah well. It was a big party, full of a ton of guests, and Genny had been busy making million dollar moves lately. She'd taken a decisive first step into the gym challenge, after all, and was getting a handle on Ranger elitedom. There were a lot of more important people she probably had to rub elbows with here.[break][break]
Speaking of important people,
MATIAS SILPH had caught wind of his little pointed look. Isaac had hoped it would be a subtle little reminder. He should have known Silphs weren't one to deal in such arts. Instead, he turned right to
Navy, bluntly asking what his problem was. Before Isaac could try and paper over it, say it was a general reminder, Navy took that question by the horns.[break][break]
Arceus, was Isaac glad
Kazimir Wynter told them to simmer down. One powder keg had already been defused by a timely case of marital issues. He didn't need another one to go off, and being told to leave their drama at the door could either put an end to it or blow it up into something bigger. If only there was a timely distraction.[break][break]
Oh, look! There was
Remiel Calcifet!
"He's right. We're worked up 50 weeks a year. Let's keep these last two people," Isaac said, before nodding over to the presentation that was beginning.
" 'Sides. Can't have anyone missing the big show, right?" Astrology. Solid stuff. Isaac didn't believe a word of it, but he knew it'd get this crowd ooh-ing and aah-ing. It helped that the relics discovered were badass.[break][break]
He raised a glass in thanks to a presentation well done, then turned to his steadily growing table.
Eris Halla was there turning
El Sunderland's graciously offered drink supplies into Hot Wheels, while
Hideo Kino was somehow the one lecturing
John Sullivan on the merits of drinking and dating. Half of the bar was cold war between the region's strongest, and the other half had turned into Pee Wee's Playhouse.[break][break]
"That much of a wait, eh? Ah well. I'll get my chance one day." It was impressive for any gym to have such a queue, let alone one in the hands of a kid.
"Good on you for putting Littleroot on the map like that."[break][break]
The kid's offer to go head up to the tablets was a nice one, but unfortunately not one Isaac could pursue this instant.
"Sorry, kid. Got my sacred duty," he quipped.
"But once I'm relieved of duty, you bet I'll check it out." Perhaps that chance would come sooner rather than later. Cocktail hour was starting to slow down, with only two names left on the ticker. Doug would get his soda, but he would also get a secret admirer.[break][break]
Yuina Higashi had her eyes fixed on him since the moment she'd walked up to the bar. Then, the second she saw he was with company, she made a point of looking away. Those bashful peeks across the aisle made it clear that, at the very least, she wanted to strike up a conversation. Paired with his earlier self-depreciation, and Hideo's attempts at bigging him up, it was clear what Isaac had to do.[break][break]
"Not a problem at all! The more, the merrier," he said.
"If you're up for something sweet, can't go wrong with a gingerbread martini. Tastes like just a cookie, but with a heck of a kick to it. If you're more of a fruity type, we've got some great cranberry apple sangria. And if you just want something nice and warm, there's always a spiked hot chocolate."[break][break]
Whatever she picked, he'd get right to work. As he did, he turned to Doug, the last of his customers.
"I'll get you your soda, too. But if you ever want to give something harder a try, I got you. Don't even think about tipping me for it, either." A mischievous twinkle shone in his eyes, a direct contrast to the angelic smile on his face.[break][break]
"After all. Think I owe the guy that saved my life." [attr="class","oocbox"]
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