A well-worn, unglamorous bar, often serving a cheap, simple selection of drinks to a regular clientele. The term can describe anything from a comfortable-but-basic neighborhood pub to the nastiest swill-slinging hole.
"Man, that place is such a dive bar... Don't go in unless you plan to burn your clothes afterwards."
life sucks, off to the DIVE BAR
• COMMENT WITH CHARACTER/SERIES IN THE HEADER • ROLL 1-5 ON RNG FOR A SCENARIO • TAG AROUND!
01) BARFLY Is that your fourth or fifth drink? Nice. 02) BOOTH In your own mind, you probably think you're pulling an Aragorn. 03) TOILETS Place stinks of piss but it's the most private room around. 04) BACKYARD Where the smokers usually huddle together. The proverbial kitchen of the party. 05) STREET The lamplight is broken and it's fucking freezing. And 3AM. Why aren't you inside?
[original game time works best for this but fine with playing her ACC. Probably your bartender in said seedy bar but will let a companion drag her into said seedy bar or any other idea you have. No smut thanks.]
Even with her hoodie drawn over her head, the woman walking into the bar garnered curious looks. Maybe it was because this wasn't the kind of place that attracted a lot of women. Maybe it was because she looked barely old enough to be in a place like this.
She ignored the stares, though, and walked up to the bar to take a seat. Her hoodie was wet; it was raining outside. "Irish coffee," she requested of the bartender, once she lowered her hood.
It's nice, on occasion and for a certain ironic value of the word, to drink somewhere she's unlikely to run into anybody who knows her well enough to raise an eyebrow at it. Or at least someone whose raised eyebrow is going to be less personal; it would be fair to say that she doesn't exactly blend in with her particular surroundings, this evening. The total value of her jewelry might actually buy her the bar, were she inclined to that kind of splashily obnoxious behaviour.
(Splashily obnoxious behaviour, sure; not that kind.)
People who have the energy for that sort of thing at three in the morning aren't to be trusted. Ilde will settle for just enough to inquire of the first likely candidate she sees upon exiting the bar for the street, "You haven't got a light, have you?" The fire kind, not some touchy-feely personality thing, that seems unlikely.
Kavinsky is leaning over the bar, trying to grab a bartender's attention. He honestly doesn't give a shit which one's, until he sees the pink hair. Now that, he can get with.
He's the type to snap his fingers to get what he wants, when he's drunk, and no one ever turns him down. "Hey sweetheart! Who the fuck do I have to blow to get a drink around here?" Not the best pick up line, no. But he's confident enough in himself to get it.
(ooc: I'm 100% open to cross-canon, cross-medium and assumed CR when it comes to Kate here. I'm also open to either F/M or F/F for anything shippy. If you have any questions about anything just let me know, I'm more than willing to set up the scenario.)
[OTA for gen or shipping: he's a regular here, the guy who always commandeers a corner table and has sweet-talked the bartender into keeping his weird craft beers in the fridge for him.]
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