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poly_chromatic2012-06-11 01:57 am
fatespoken) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-06-11 01:57 am
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(action). | birdland at the blue light
[ If you're one to frequent the Blue Light, there's a good chance you've been served by Amory Felix.
On a sight alone, he's a nondescript brunette, underweight and of medium stature, who goes about his job in a manner of quiet confidence. If you've never spoken to him before, you've probably heard whispers about him-- that he's been in the City for ages-- over three years, which in a town like this, might as well mean eternity; others say he's an asshole, and just by observing his behavior your impression of him may range from inscrutable to aloof to even unfriendly. Amory has never been the sort of bartender to go about making lively conversation in an effort to panhandle for tips. Beyond casual throw-a-way remarks, he hardly makes conversations with his customers. Instead, he'll make you a mean drink, maybe one of the best you've ever had: from old classics to on-the-spot concoctions. He wants to be unnoticeable, rather than to draw attention to the fact that he has been a bartender here as long as he has. You ask an eighteen year old Amory what he planned to do at twenty-five, and the last thing he'd say is bartending.
But on this night, it's hard not to notice Amory Felix thanks to a large vermilion bird perched on the bar. It's an odd looking bird, which almost makes you wonder if it's even a bird in the first place. Scarlet pinions covered with feathers in varying crimson hues sweep across the counter. She looks majestic and proud, and yet its feathers are ruffled in that way of distressed birds, the creature itself as spare as its owner.
Nevertheless, the bird stands there proudly as it surveys the bar with keen obsidian eyes that behold intelligence. She's large enough to fill up an entire section of the counter.
Amory is noticeably self- conscious about the creature, shooting it looks as he finishes up a lemon droop. ]
Can't you pick a less conspicuous place to stand?
[ Humor in her melodious tone, the bird snaps back. ]
And you know, that I'm not an animal. You're a smart boy, Amory, or at least that's what you believe.
[Wow, who the fuck does she think she is? ]
Who knew my soul had such a personality? [ A beat. ] Right, well. Could you pick something a little less gaudy? You look like you could outfit one of Elton John's stage outfits.
[ The dæmon scoffs. ]
I can't change. You aren't a child any longer, and this form-- well,it's not like you are one of them. You shouldn't be ashamed.
[ Amory lifts his hand to punt the bird away, but something stops him-- a heavy feeling within his gut and an ache in his chest that tells him he can't hurt this creature. Instead, he practices the art of silence once again. He ignores his dæmon and walks down to the end of the bar to take another order. ]
( ooc: Action-only, please! New CR and old CR, I want it all-- so please drop by and say hello. Amory will serve your character up a nice drink!
Today, he's affected by the dæmon day curse! She takes the form of the Vermilion Bird of the South-- one of the mythical animals that represent part of the Chinese constellations. )
On a sight alone, he's a nondescript brunette, underweight and of medium stature, who goes about his job in a manner of quiet confidence. If you've never spoken to him before, you've probably heard whispers about him-- that he's been in the City for ages-- over three years, which in a town like this, might as well mean eternity; others say he's an asshole, and just by observing his behavior your impression of him may range from inscrutable to aloof to even unfriendly. Amory has never been the sort of bartender to go about making lively conversation in an effort to panhandle for tips. Beyond casual throw-a-way remarks, he hardly makes conversations with his customers. Instead, he'll make you a mean drink, maybe one of the best you've ever had: from old classics to on-the-spot concoctions. He wants to be unnoticeable, rather than to draw attention to the fact that he has been a bartender here as long as he has. You ask an eighteen year old Amory what he planned to do at twenty-five, and the last thing he'd say is bartending.
But on this night, it's hard not to notice Amory Felix thanks to a large vermilion bird perched on the bar. It's an odd looking bird, which almost makes you wonder if it's even a bird in the first place. Scarlet pinions covered with feathers in varying crimson hues sweep across the counter. She looks majestic and proud, and yet its feathers are ruffled in that way of distressed birds, the creature itself as spare as its owner.
Nevertheless, the bird stands there proudly as it surveys the bar with keen obsidian eyes that behold intelligence. She's large enough to fill up an entire section of the counter.
Amory is noticeably self- conscious about the creature, shooting it looks as he finishes up a lemon droop. ]
Can't you pick a less conspicuous place to stand?
[ Humor in her melodious tone, the bird snaps back. ]
No, I quite like it here.
You know we don't allow animals in the bar.And you know, that I'm not an animal. You're a smart boy, Amory, or at least that's what you believe.
[Wow, who the fuck does she think she is? ]
Who knew my soul had such a personality? [ A beat. ] Right, well. Could you pick something a little less gaudy? You look like you could outfit one of Elton John's stage outfits.
[ The dæmon scoffs. ]
I can't change. You aren't a child any longer, and this form-- well,it's not like you are one of them. You shouldn't be ashamed.
[ Amory lifts his hand to punt the bird away, but something stops him-- a heavy feeling within his gut and an ache in his chest that tells him he can't hurt this creature. Instead, he practices the art of silence once again. He ignores his dæmon and walks down to the end of the bar to take another order. ]
( ooc: Action-only, please! New CR and old CR, I want it all-- so please drop by and say hello. Amory will serve your character up a nice drink!
Today, he's affected by the dæmon day curse! She takes the form of the Vermilion Bird of the South-- one of the mythical animals that represent part of the Chinese constellations. )