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POSTED ON Feb 6, 2021 7:16:34 GMT

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He didn’t need a piano.

He didn’t need a pianist.

Ritual didn't need jazz nights. But, here they were. It had seemed like a good idea at the time.

A truck pulled up to the back of the bar, but it did not contain booze. Upon receiving a text from the driver, Roach stubbed out a cigarette he was smoking against his own rules and went to let the movers, and presumably his new act, into an empty Ritual. It was Monday—they were closed.

He ushered everyone and a baby grand piano into the main room, where it was set up in a far corner. The billiards tables had been moved over some. He didn’t watch as they sat it up, merely licking his lips and staring at the floor. What the fuck was he doing?

Eventually, they were done setting up, and the movers left, leaving just the two of them. “We gon’ need t’ git like… a tuner ’r some'm’?” He stood with arms and ankles crossed casually, leaning against the bar.

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POSTED ON Feb 6, 2021 4:51:24 GMT

Arashi Akiyama
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“Shit.” Roach huffed under his breath and slammed down a landline phone on his desk. Beck had called from jail to tell him he wouldn’t be at work that day, or the following few weeks. He pinched the bridge of his nose, blowing hot air out of his cheeks.

With a heavy sigh he pushed out of his chair and made his way out into the bar, shoving his hands in his pockets and nodding to a couple of regulars who looked over. It was directly after that his gaze chanced past them at a hand fishing into someone’s pocket from afar.

“H-AYE!” He beelined over, head tilted as though he couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. A few patrons turned to watch the scene. “The hell you think yer doin’?”

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POSTED ON Feb 5, 2021 22:09:13 GMT

Alexandra Briarwood
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“Psh—have you seen this ass?” He sent her a wry look and a wink.

Roach had been short-staffed during the time Lex had been coming in, so he’d had the pleasure of serving her himself. Behind the scenes, things had been a bit tense between stretching and combining schedules after the arrest of his one full-time employee. He needed a manager, really, but hell, he’d settle for two decent bartenders. That week, all he’d managed to hire was, of all things, a musician. @everett had sold himself to a seasoned salesman. He was still scratching his head at himself. He needed jazz, apparently.

He spun around on the stool, 180 to face the front, raising his glass lazily to someone who walked in as he leaned with his elbows back against the bar. His eyes left her to scan the room with utter casualness. It wasn’t that he was terribly interested in her life, but like anyone in the service industry, he knew how to keep the questions coming based on the bits his patrons dropped.

His head nodded back some, “’m.” It was a quick noise that gave away he wasn’t about to press the topic. Roach knew better that to ask about someone’s business when they dodged it the first time. It was hardly something he typically asked his customers about, but being that she’d mentioned it first, it’d felt polite.

At her question he turned his head to her, seeming caught off guard a moment, and then broke into an amused grin. “I ain't no bartender, Lex, I just like pourin’ drinks for ya.” He took a sip and the glass came to rest in his hand on a slouching thigh. “And yer sittin’ on my end of the bar.” Actually, it was all his end of the bar.

He looked at her a moment, half-joking, “Y' want a job ‘at dudn’t rain on ya?”

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POSTED ON Feb 3, 2021 20:22:42 GMT

Alexandra Briarwood
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His assumptions had been wrong.

An amused hiss was let through his teeth as the glasses clinked. Whiskey was great. Bartenders… were a goddamn crapshoot. He looked past her at his newer employee still mopping the rain off the floor, clearly doing his best to make an impressive job out of it.

The curves of her figure were exaggerated by her stretching and it did not go unnoticed. Roach’s eyes were careful not to linger where they might not be wanted—for now.

“Well, I’d give you a change of my clothes Lex, but I’m not sure if you’d pull 'em off as well as me.”

He had jokes today. Pouring himself his own glass of whiskey, he slid it across the bar to the seat next to her and then rounded it, throwing the last towel that had been folded over his shoulder to the actual bartender who had finished up his task.

Roach took a sip of his drink. “What’s up with work?”

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POSTED ON Feb 1, 2021 5:52:44 GMT

Alexandra Briarwood
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The words had been little more than facetiousness. Roach seldom expressed respect for anyone, young or old. If anything, it might’ve been to get a rise out of her. He watched her with utter amusement as she unabashedly wrung out her tits.

His hand eventually reached for the well and then placed a bottle of danger between them, along with two shot glasses.

“Gimme the cheap shit, she says.” Roach then clicked his tongue as he poured the shots. Eventually, two more towels were placed on the bartop, and he was shaking his head at her. “Come in drippin', thirsty, takin' all my towels..” Leaning down to her seated level on the bar, his eyes seemed to attempt to bore into hers. He raised his own shot. “To women and the rain, Lex.”

The bottle went back into the well, and the glass in front of her was filled again with expensive liquor--one serving, no clean glass, because wasn't that nice. He then moved down the bar to serve another couple of his patrons, only returning to her after a minute or so.

This time, he leaned lightly against the back bar, facing her, looking... friendly, maybe? Something in the shadows of that ballpark. “What's gotcha down?” He crossed his arms and tilted his chin.

note: went back in and dialed this way back cause that was strong out the gate for this character, hope ya don't mind c: hah

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POSTED ON Jan 31, 2021 9:55:58 GMT

Alexandra Briarwood
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He smiled roguishly at the dripping figure that walked through the door, thunder following her in before it shut. Finishing up with a couple of other patrons down to the bar, the bar’s owner eventually walked over to where the redhead had sat down. He stared her right in her face, predatory brown eyes never wandering. The look in them was already explicit enough.

He liked her scar. A lot.

There were a lot of jokes he could have made during this rich opportunity, but being the respectful business professional that he was, Roach refrained.

He was already reaching for towels before she’d said anything. He slid three across the bar at her, winking, and then threw a fourth at someone, presumably an employee on duty as he came around a corner—a much younger man who had been coming in from his smoke break. He seemed to be on Roach’s shit list today, as the man tossed the towel rudely at him as he walked by. Seeming to know what was wanted of him, he went over to the doorway to work on mopping the water up with his foot over the towel wordlessly.

“Yes, Ma’am.” Roach then responded to her, in his lightly scratchy drawl. His large, scarred hand reached to grab a bottle off a high shelf and poured three servings into a small, crystal-cut rocks glass. It was slid over to her over shining mahogany. “Rough night?”

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POSTED ON Jan 29, 2021 7:40:42 GMT

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