[Voice / Action]

[fairly]

[Backdated to this afternoon, because Akai is slow.]

Hey, Brave Vesperia! I got us a job, if anybody wants to help out. Atsuki's asked if we can build a hang-out spot in the southern half of the village, so people don't have to walk all the way to the plaza just to have some fun. I wanna get started with scouting out the area, but I want to know if anybody's interested in helping out.

Same goes for anyone not in the guild- if you're bored and looking for some hard labour to keep you busy, I won't say no to the help!

[Zack is wandering through the village, doing just what he said- scouting out a spot that would work for the new building. What's most noticeable is that a) he's wearing a brilliant pink shirt and b) he's got a pink bow tied in his hair. Yes, it seems that he took Aerith up on her bet to wear pink like the manly man he is. He's got his journal ready to respond to whatever.]

Comments

[wingenvy]

That's good. I'd hate for anybody to get hurt just so I can have a bit of fun.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Zack, would you drink something when you don't know what it is? Or give it to anybody else?

[wingenvy]

...Well, I might try it myself! But I wouldn't give it to anybody without trying it out.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Yes, well, it's probably good that you aren't a bartender in a bar where you can get anything from "E drinks" to bear's blood.

[wingenvy]

I dunno what an 'E drink' is, but neither of those sound very appealing.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Something I used to get. [When Blues was still around. ...Guy missed him, sometimes.]

Anyway, it might be in the back. Keep an eye out over here while I look?

[wingenvy]

Sure thing. [Zack leans on the counter lazily, glancing out at the front. Hopefully no one comes in looking for a quick drink, because he can't make any promises on mixture quality.]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy doesn't take long anyway; it's right in the front. Funny, he didn't remember it being there earlier when he opened.

He returns with the bottle and brandishes it triumphantly in front of Zack.] Ta-da.

[wingenvy]

[Luceti is magical like that. Zack perks up at the sight of it, climbing back over the counter and offering a charming smile.] My hero!

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Ah ha ha. I tend to do that. [Save people from their thirst, obviously.] Will you be dining here tonight, sir?

[wingenvy]

Hell yeah. I'll take a double. [There is no shame in getting drunk in the middle of the afternoon, ohoho.]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Have a seat then. [Guy fishes a glass from beneath the counter and gets to mixing another one of Zack's favorites, only with the altered alcohol instead.]

[wingenvy]

[Zack plops back down on a stool happily, watching him work.] Man, you have gotta be the happiest bartender I've ever known.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Now now, that can't be true. I'm sure you've met happier.

[wingenvy]

No sir. The guy who ran my old favourite was kind of a grouch.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Really?

Hm. He must not have been very good. No offense, of course. [Guy slides the drink over to Zack, napkin beneath the glass.]

[wingenvy]

Well, I don't know about that. It was a different crowd- he had to put up with a bunch of grizzled old SOLDERs, these serious-business guys who came back from a ninja war and wanted to take the edge off things. He was a tough guy and not exactly cheerful, but he was a good listener, and back then that's what mattered the most.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Then he was probably happy in his own way.

I don't think it'd be accurate to judge someone's happiness by how much they laugh or smile.

[wingenvy]

That's kinda funny coming from a guy who always smiles.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

It is, isn't it?

[wingenvy]

I agree with you, though. I'd had plenty of friends who don't smile much.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

And I'm sure you've been smiling even when you weren't happy.

[wingenvy]

[Caught.] You too.

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

I won't deny it.

But it's my job. So I have a good excuse.

[wingenvy]

I bet you do it even while you're off-duty.