Text | un: bestbartender

[onourside]

So I was given a lot of information, a lot of it I didn't pay attention to. Mostly because I'm still trying to work out where I am and why I'm here. Opening that door might not have been the best idea but what were my other options?

[He looks around, trying to get his bearings.]

From what I was able to understand magic is involved, there's housing available, and there might be others I know already here. If I can't get more information on any of that, can someone at least point me to the closest bar?

[a drink would definitely help while he tries to plan a way back home to Kinn, Chay, and his friends before they worry.]

Comments

Text | un: muscleman

[unleashedpet]

You should go to Pete's.

Text | un: runaway

[hideawayparadise]

What are some of the names of the people you know? If I know them I can probably point you to them!

text | un: sincity

[ex_safesex242]

i could use another bartender at pete's

text | un: flowercrown

[floralias]

Who are you looking for? I haven't been here long but I've met quite a few people so far! Maybe I can help?

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[onourside]

Pete's? Do they serve decent drinks there? Nevermind, I'm not in the mood to be picky. If they don't, I can show them how.

[unleashedpet]

I learned to make them from watching my friend Porsche. So they're definitely good.

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[onourside]

[has to think for a moment as he's caught off guard at the question]

I doubt they're here but I didn't expect to find myself here either. I'm looking for Kinn, my brother Porchay? Or maybe Pete or Arm or Pol?

[hideawayparadise]

Oh! I live with P'Kinn and P'Pete! And P'Vegas!

Since you asked for P'Kinn first are you P'Porsche?

[Riley isn't even thinking about how it might be wild for someone random to just be throwing around the Phi thing so casually.]

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[onourside]

[Finding work isn't a bad idea. It will kill the time while he figures out his next move. Things are looking up.]

That I can do. Be there shortly and we can work out the details.

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[onourside]

Family and friends. Kinn? Porchay? Pete, Arm, or Pol? Are any of those names familiar?

[onourside]

Learned from your friend ....?? This can't be real. Pete? Is this you?

[What incredible good luck!]

How long have you been here? Who else is here?

[unleashedpet]

Wait, Porsche? Seriously?

[It obviously can't be seen or heard but he bursts out laughing. Actually...he switches this to video so Porsche can see his grinning face.]

You're late. Kinn and Vegas are also here. Vegas and I showed up almost two months ago. Kinn had already been here when we arrived.

[onourside]

[He read the names two or three times, just to be certain he was reading them correctly]

Yes. Yes, I'm Porsche.

What do you mean you live with Kinn? Can you tell me where he is?

[hideawayparadise]

He adopted me as his little brother. I'm Riley! He's told me all about you!

Umm...he's out right now. I think P'Vegas dragged him out so he wouldn't mope around here.

[onourside]

[By the time the video connects, he's already grinning.]

Well if you guys had told me where the party was going to be, I wouldn't be late. Where is everyone? At the bar? Is Kinn there?

[He was showing a complete lack of subtlety and he couldn't care less]

[unleashedpet]

Maybe you should go to Pete's and find out.

[Kinn is totally there because Vegas dragged him there. And Pete quickly sends him directions.]

Kinn has really missed you. He's been moping for weeks and pretending he hasn't been.

[onourside]

[It didn't surprise him to hear that Kinn was creating his own family. Who else had he adopted since he'd been here?]

Pleased to meet you Riley. I don't know that you should believe everything he's said. He can be biased.

[The latter half of the message brought a frown. Frustrated he ran his hand through his hair and paced]

He's been moping? Do you know how I can get in touch with either of them?

[hideawayparadise]

I bet most of it's true though. Especially since I guessed a lot of it when I met him.

[Kinn's so bad at being subtle.]

Oh sure. I'll give you their contacts. And P'Pete's.

[He sends those right away.]

[floralias]

Yeah! I know Kinn and Pete and Pete's husband!

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[ex_safesex242]

sounds good. i'll be there.

(( Look at Vegas just assuming this person will figure out his way without any direction. If he makes it without too much trouble, he may be surprised to find a familiar face behind the bar... as well as that six-foot mural of Pete on the wall. ))

Action at Pete's bar!

[50000baht]

[Look. He doesn't want to be here but he can't do any work on the hotel, either. So his entertainment was being dragged out to the bar by Vegas, having his ass plunked down on a seat, and a drink put in front of him. Whisky on the rocks.

So he doesn't take much stock in some excitement and the buzz of conversation around him. It was a bar, after all. And he doesn't look up from his glass as new patrons show up, greeting the bar owner. ]

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[onourside]

[Making his way through the city really brought home just how much his situation had changed. At certain parts it was like walking through a community dedicated to cosplay. And several times he had to remind himself that wasn't the case. Nor was it the time to allow himself to be distracted.

He had the directions to Pete's bar (and how great was it that his friend had set up his own bar?) and though the directions were good, he needed to pay attention to where he was going least he become lost.

All too soon, he was there, pushing the door open and stepping into the darkened interior from the bright light of day. Just what he expected. Now ...]

"It took me forever to find this place," he called out in a teasing tone. "You need to work on your directions, Pete." He found Pete and Vegas. He gave the former a grin and the latter a nod, though a friendly one.

[Looking beyond the pair, he found what he was looking for.]

"A-Kinn."

[50000baht]

[He heard the tinkle of bells and didnt even bother looking up as the door opened. What made his head shoot up was the voice. And then he had to stand up to see for himself. Oh, it is him!]

Porsche?

[He ignores the glass that tips over as his hip checks the table. Kinn makes a beeline over, only barely registering that Porsche isn't as struck by Kinn's presence. And why should he? He hadn't been pining for his boyfriend for over two months.

He crashes into Porsche, hiding his face in the man's shoulder and grunting as his injured arm is jostled. His good hand curls into the back of Porsche's shirt and he takes in a deep breath, smelling home on Porsche's skin.]

You're late, you fucking asshole.

[There is no bite to his words, but a thready warble to his voice.]

Video: UN: Jingyi

[outspokenlan]

[Popping up on the screen is a young man with a white ribbon around his forehead, pale blond dog ears, and white robes. He gives a bow to the camera.]

Hello 'bestbartender'. My name is Lan Jingyi. I've been here several months and would be happy to assist you. Don't feel obligated to turn on the camera if you don't want to.

text; un: redwine

[judgementor]

No other options? That's a relatable circumstance. I was rather slim on options at the time myself.

[Being dead and all.]

But I've been here a while. Long enough to have a grasp on most of what's going on. Which do you want to ask about first? The magic, or the housing? Something else? I can't guarantee knowing if any of your friends are here, I'm afraid.