[OPEN!]

[shadowmaster69]

Who: Jill & Open!
When: Late June, anytime after the announcement of the Herald!
Where: Around campus + a little bit in Soleil
What: A new vampire bumblfricks her way through (un)life while being extremely stressed. Come help her get settled in! Or hinder her, I'm not your boss.
Warnings: Alcohol in the Soleil prompt, otherwise just watch out for adult language!



i. aube, floor 2

[For the most part, the door to Aube's 201 dorm room is closed, but in the evenings one can find it cracked open to let the breeze through. Jill had the pleasure of unpacking and setting up her room about five minutes after being told the world might end sometime soon. So forgive her if it's a little sloppy, with her clothes not yet hung up and still being folded, and her desk a positive mess of paperwork. She was never super neat to begin with, but even she'll cop to this being ridiculous. The only thing she's got properly hung up is her bartending license, framed all proud and proper on the wall in contrast to the hot pink shirt with the word "SLUT" on the front that's hanging out of her suitcases underneath it.

If you aren't going to knock on her door to see what's up with this hermit newcomer, maybe you'll catch her in the common room with a pudgy black cat on her lap, flicking through her phone absently. Occasionally, she makes a little "tch" noise, but remains largely expressionless. Still, if you come close enough she'll look up expectantly, ready to chat or tell you that yes you can pet the cat if it doesn't arbitrarily decide to bite you.]

ii. all around campus, evening

[In the evenings, before her night classes start, Jill wanders the campus. Mostly she's just blown away by how beautiful everything is. She's blown away by how crisply she can see everything now. By how magnificent the rising moon is to eyes no longer ruined by late night screen time. It's all very dramatic and poetic, yes, but also she's not looking where she's going at all. She's quite wrapped up in thoughts about what the actual hell to do about her life now that she's not human, and knows of things other mortals aren't privy to, and whether or not they'll let her keep her alcohol collection or if they're going to make her get rid of it at some point.

So she's not the most focused person on campus, sue her.]

iii. hog's swill tavern, soleil, late night and early morning

[The first day on the job is always the hardest, right? So she'll get it all out of the way tonight and it'll be smooth sailing forever. That's Jill's general hope as she hangs up her coat in the break room of the tavern she's going to be working at and double checks herself in the mirror. Heh. So vampires can see their reflections, huh. Jill shakes her head, trying to focus. Okay. She can do this. It's not Valhalla, but it's still a shitty dive bar, so really is it that far off?]

Well. Time to mix drinks and change lives.

[So she gets out there, feeling equal parts enthused and terrified, and greets whoever walks up to the bar the same way:]

Hey, what can I get you?

Comments

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[moonlitdancer]

[If she's not looking where she's going, she's likely to trip over a girl lying on her back watching the stars. Can she notice in time, or will this end in pain?]

[shadowmaster69]

[Oh this 100% ends in pain. Jill does not, in fact, notice the girl until her foot makes contact with her and sends her stumbling forward with arms flailing.]

Oh, shit!

[It's said from the ground as she tries to get back to her feet. Immediately she's more concerned for the other girl. She hasn't felt any pain since becoming a vampire, a trend she hopes to continue, but she's not so sure about this girl. She could be anything, up to and including human.

Brushing dirt and grass off her cothes, Jill looks over at Serena apologetically.]

Damn, sorry. Are you okay?

[moonlitdancer]

Oof!

[Serena shoots up from the accidental kick, rolling right up to her feet. When no follow up occurs, she looks over at Jill somewhat annoyed.]

My side is a bit sore, but I'll live. What about you, should I direct you to the local optometrist?

[shadowmaster69]

[The way Serena is on her feet so quickly makes Jill take a step back, a little worried that she's about to get set on fire or blasted by ice or something. Sure, she's dangerous now, but like she has no idea what she's doing. Her puzzled expression at the barb probably gives away the fact that she doesn't have a combative bone in her body.]

Er...no? It's dark. [She can see just fine and this realization immediately flusters her.] I mean, I wasn't really paying attention to where - well, obviously. Sorry. I didn't mean to bother you, miss...?

[moonlitdancer]

*Sigh* Serena. My name is Serena. Just... pay more attention to where you're going next time.

ii;

[transfusionem]

[Before all of This happened, Adelaide wouldn't consider herself a night owl. She got up early in the mornings and didn't tend to pull all nighters, but now...She appreciates the night a lot more. She kind of has to.

She's out on a jog when she nearly runs into Jill. It's a good think Adelaide is at least paying attention to what's going on around them, because she manages to stop just in time.]

Oh! Sorry, sorry.

[shadowmaster69]

[If not for Adelaide stopping, they definitely would have collided. Jill's startled expression turns pretty much immediately to embarrassment.]

Ah, oops - my bad. Sorry if I got in your way. I'm new.

[Admittedly, being new is only tangential to the situation and barely explains the problem. This excuse is less and less useful each time she uses it, but it's the only one she's got that isn't "Sorry, I'm stupid and oblivious to my surroundings until further notice."]

[transfusionem]

It's not a problem!

[Adelaide is quick to reassure her. Nothing bad happened, so they're golden. Gucci. Everything's just fine.

She offers her a sympathetic smile, nodding.]

Yeah, this place is pretty overwhelming when you just get here.

[shadowmaster69]

Ha, yeah. I'm easily distracted at the best of times, forget about now.

[She's guessing Adelaide has been here long enough to adjust. Instinctively, she can sense that she's talking to another inhuman being and that feels extremely strange because that's a sense she didn't have two days ago, but whatever. It means it's probably safe and relevant to be honest about the problem. Who knows, maybe Adelaide will have some tips.]

I'm hoping I'll get used to seeing things ten times more clearly and smelling flowers from sixty feet away one day, but I'm doubtful.

[transfusionem]

[Oof, yeah. It happens. Adelaide can get understand - when things are suddenly more intense, it can be hard to focus.]

I don't know, I'm sure you'll get used to it some day. It's just...an adjustment period, unfortunately.

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[highelves]

[ legal age here in france is 16, so hey, ana's welcome here. so you bet she's going to take this opportunity to have a drink...even if she doesn't really know what to order.

she grabs a stool at the bar and smiles at the bartender. it seems like she knows what she's doing... ]

Good evening! If you don't mind mixing me something tasty, that would be delightful.

[ ....but she clearly doesn't. ]

[shadowmaster69]

[Something tasty. If only this was the first time Jill had heard that one. She knows better than to ask for her to be more specific. Ana may seem confident enough, but to a licensed bartender with years of experience, she has "first-timer" written allllll over her.]

Unfortunately, that describes a lot of things. What do you normally like to drink, miss?

[highelves]

... I'm not sure.

[ wait for it... ]

Admittedly, I've never had any alcohol before.

[ whoop, there it is. ]

[shadowmaster69]

[Her response gives Jill pause, if only because she didn't realize how poor the phrasing was beforehand. It usually works as intended.]

I...sorry, I wasn't very clear. What kind of things do you usually drink besides alcohol? Coffee, tea, soda...?

[highelves]

Oh! Well, I'm mostly a coffee drinker, but I do enjoy a good cup of tea from time to time.

[ that makes more sense! ]

Perhaps something coffee-flavored would be good to start with?

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[unpocoloco]

[It's not rare to see students around at night, and really, he's thankful for that. In many places, the dead (ha) quiet could get to him. Not the case here. He's about to sit down to play in fact by the fountain's edge when he spots the lady staring skyward... walking toward the fountain.]

Whoa, hey! Careful!

[He gets up, reaching out just in case he should need to catch her.]

[shadowmaster69]

Eh? Oh - shoot!

[Jill stumbles sideways to a halt, narrowly avoiding collision. Being caught off guard like this definitely shatters her cool demeanor, leaving her looking a tad bit flustered. She catches sight of her reflection in the fountain's waters: hair out of place and cheeks flush. Good job. Aces.]

Damn, that was close. S-Sorry. [She tucks a stray lock of hair behind her ear.] Nearly dunked myself. Good job, Jill.

[unpocoloco]

[He laughs softly.]

Don't worry about it. This place is a lot to take in. Plenty of worse stumbles happening around here all the time.

[He steps back a little now that she's properly caught herself.]

New here? Or just admiring the night?

[shadowmaster69]

Both, honestly. [She glances at a sky filled with tiny, crisp pinpricks of light.] You don't see the stars like this in Paris.

[Soleil is not necessarily tiny, she knows this, but it and the surrounding areas are nothing like Paris and it's claustrophobic streets and storefronts. To say Jill misses it would only be a partial truth. She certainly misses living there. She kind of misses living, period.]

[unpocoloco]

[He remembers that feeling. When living wasn't just a distant memory and the longing came with all kinds of hurt.

But right now he seems content, looking up with a blissful smile.]

No, you really don't. Being up in the alps does a lot for it. And stars anywhere can help make the new and chaotic seem smaller.

[He looks back to her.]

Like this place.

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[vengeancedivine]

[The Hog's Swill Tavern isn't the sort of establishment that D would normally frequent. He'd much rather have a nice meal at home--or go to the upscale Bistro if he really wanted a night out. But it's not the alcohol or the food that he's interested in tonight.]

[He takes a seat at the bar, smiling pleasantly when the woman asks for his order.]

Something sweet and non-alcoholic, if you don't mind. I'm open to suggestions.

[shadowmaster69]

[Oh boy, here we go again. Sweet and non-alcoholic, which describes approximately a hundred potential drinks...But hey, not everyone knows what they want and that's fine. Sometimes people just want to test her, too.]

Can I ask what you normally drink, sir? Tea, coffee, soda...?

[vengeancedivine]

Tea would be my beverage of choice. Sweetened with sugar. [A lot of sugar. A hell of a lot of sugar.]

[shadowmaster69]

[Tea and sugar. So something with warm flavors, but probably in a cold form if he's coming to a bar in the summertime for a drink. Jill pops open the fridge behind her to check to see that she has all the ingredients she wants, then looks back at D.]

Do you like chocolate and are you allergic to hazelnuts?

[vengeancedivine]

[He laces his fingers together and rests his hands on the counter. The picture of polite patience.]

Yes and no, respectively.