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[open] The Roadhouse's doors are always open...

Who: Jo Harvelle & you!
What: Some conversations are best had over a beer.
When: various times after dream event.
Where: The Roadhouse
Rating: PG-13?

[ The Roadhouse is most always open - it gives people somewhere to go, and Jo something to do. Some people come to find Jo, other's just come to find peace. Either way, it's good alcohol and an informal atmosphere to forget your troubles for a while...

Just watch out for Ash on the pool table. ]

ooc: had a few plans for Jo and some of her CR, figured I'd throw up an open log for anyone looking for a reason to head to a bar and chat it up with the local, non-native bartender! Feel free to leave OTA tags, or have your characters interact with their own CR with the Roadhouse used as a meeting place of sorts. Totally up to you.

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[ Morgana is a woman with little peace.

She handles herself better here than she does in Camelot, so much is certain. It still does not mean she is peaceful. Quite the contrary, and lately, less than ever.

She is not one for alcohol, either, but she goes to the Roadhouse anyway. Searching for a place where she could simply -- be, sort her thoughts, find a string of logic in the mess that is her life.

She is an unlikely visitor, all silken gown in purple of blue, a cape on her head, though she takes it off, takes a seat.

Inhale and exhale.

She tries to think. ]

[ Jo doesn't notice Morgana at first, wiping away at the counters and just assuming it was another native or even a traveler she doesn't know. It's not like she's expecting anyone, and usually even the knights will let her know if they're planning on coming by.

So she mutters something like 'be right with you' with the door closes, and she finishes up her chore as quickly as she can. But when she looks up and sees who it is that walked in, she can't help but freeze up a bit.

Morgana.

Jo's been doing her best to stay out of the drama happening in Camelot - even if the more recent of it sent Merlin off to god knows where and it's worried her - she doesn't know too much about anything. Only that Morgana hasn't been living with them for some time. She doesn't know the story in detail, and doesn't really care to, so rather than standing there like an idiot, Jo just heads on over as casually as I can. ]

Looking for something in particular? [ She's talking about drinks, of course. She wasn't sure if Morgana was as ignorant as Gwaine and Merlin had been about alcohol. ]

[ she lifts her eyes, looks at her for a moment, ah, Jo before shaking her head. ]

You will have to forgive me, I know so very little of that which you serve here to answer that.

[ there is a shade of a grin on her lips ]

You will have to choose for me.

Then the better question: what are you trying to accomplish.

[ She hesitates for a moment, before turning back to the bar to pick out a few different drinks. She places them, as well as the necessary mixers down on the bar ]

There are easier, more enjoyable ways to get drunk, and then there's the other kind. [ The kind where they prefer the burn, the distraction it brings as well as the faster, harder, drunk. ]

The other way, then.

[ This was never about having an enjoyable evening, it was about clearing her head. ]

[ Jo doesn't make a comment, just nods and pulls out a glass to pour her straight whiskey from one of the bottles. She fills the glass up halfway before sliding it across the bar to her. ]

I'd recommend taking it slow. Leaves something of a burn.

[ But that's all she says for that, moving to set the bottles back in the cabinets behind her. ]

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[Dean blows through the doors of the roadhouse with a sour look on his face. He's still not happy about all the dream hopping and the fact that he was several years behind everyone else, but when Jo asked him over he couldn't refuse.

He takes a seat at the bar and drums his fingers while he waits for her. He figures she'll come with beers in tow if she knows what's good for her.]

[ If there's one thing Jo knows, it's that when talking to Dean about anything, it's safer to bring alcohol. So when, just a moment or two later, she comes out of the kitchen she's got two bottles of beer in each hand. Just in case.

She's already talked to Sam - about how he wants to handle bringing Dean up to speed on everything - but she figures this has got to be a little overwhelming for him. Especially after her whole dream fiasco, right after getting to Asgard in the first place, and maybe she wants to help him hate everything just a little less. ]

Hey. [ Jo sets the bottles down on the counter, opening them up and handing one to him. ] How's it going?

How do you think?

[He sounds pretty bitter but he swipes the beer off the counter and takes a pull from the mouth of it.]

At least this place has food and booze. Could be worse. That whole dream surfing shit was a helluva way to show up in the pagan pantheon.

Yeah, you definitely picked one of the worse curses to pop in on.

[ She just watches him for a minute before grabbing her own. ]

You talk to Sam?

Lucky me.

[It's sarcasm and the way he rolls his eyes and he takes another swig makes that obvious.]

Yeah, he's actin' like he's off his meds.

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don't tell him anything but hellhounds bc my thread in the council thread mentions it. :x fluidity

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okies c:

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ty bb.

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[Jamie is still in that 'get-to-know-your-new-city' phase, and his wandering into the Roadhouse is just that, wandering. But since he can't remember the last time he was in a tavern, he decides to take a wee look around before heading back out.

It leads him over to the shooting game, which is something he hasn't seen before, and that almost immediately gets his undivided attention. He starts nosing around it, trying to see how it works, which involves a lot of peering on his end, with a attempt to try and move one of the guns from side to side and some experimental poking at the coin slot. And he's not being too subtle about it, either, too fascinated with the machine to really care much if other people see him or not.]

[ Jo notices Jamie not long after he wanders in, but she was a little busy at the time so she let him wander. It's not a few minutes later and whatever she was busy with is done, so the fact she looks up and still sees him fiddling with the shooting game kind of makes her smile.

She recognizes him, from her dream, but that hadn't said much afterwards so she hadn't even gotten his name. Just left a great first impression with her worst nightmare. Not a big deal at all.

Jo heads on over to the game, leaning against it with her eyebrows raised and trying not to laugh. Which is hard, given the way he's poking around the old arcade game like it was some kind of futuristic technology. ]

Can I help you with something?

[In some ways, it is. In a lot of ways, actually, but then again so are a lot of other things. Jo leaning on the game is hard to miss, though, and he quickly drops his hand to his side, trying to look as nonchalant about his poking as possible.]

Oh. Ah...hello.

[It's not quite as successful as he would have liked, perhaps, but it'll have to do. And even though there is a spark of surprise as he recognizes her as well, he doesn't look particularly uneasy or uncomfortable at seeing her again.]

Er, well, I was just looking at this machine here. Some sort of game, is it?

[ Just a little smile at the fact he looks a lot like a little kid caught messing with something he's not supposed to. ]

An arcade game, yeah. [ She points to the gun, first. ] You use that to shoot things there. [ And then she's pointing to the screen behind it. ] For points.

[Well, there was always the possibility that he wasn't supposed to mess with it, too, but once he confirms it is a game, he no longer winds up looking quite as guilty.]

Oh, I see! So the better ye do the more points ye get. How do ye tell who's done the best with it, then?

There's a high score list.

[ She reaches over to press a button on the other side of the machine, the Top Score list coming up, all ten spots taken up by one person, a 'JO'.

And maybe Jo's looking a little smug about it. ]

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[Something to do is definitely something Lancelot is in sore need of, right along something very very strong to drink. It says something of his life that relieving the most traumatic event of his life, with everyone he cares for now playing the role of victim, ranks as one of his lesser concerns. Living in the now, he finds, is ever so much more difficult than living in the past, even when the past is nothing but death and torment.

So after occupying himself with just about everything he could think of doing, he decides to head to the roadhouse - for a drink, and a woman's counsel.

Quietly, he takes a seat at the bar.]

[ After the dream curse, Jo's had more patrons than normal. Usually travelers, trying to forget about what happened, and some natives who can feel the tension in the air. It's kept her busy, kept her moving, and for that she's grateful.

So when she sees Lancelot, it doesn't come much as a surprise. More so, she wonders what's taken him so long. Why she hasn't seen more of the knights of Camelot. She can only imagine how horrible their nightmares had been.

It's only a moment or two, before Jo's standing in front of him across the bar, drink already in hand. Lancelot had come by the bar enough for Jo to figure out what it is he likes to drink, and she figured she could start off with something simple enough until she figured out what was bothering him - and then change the drink accordingly from there. ]

Hey.

[These days, Lancelot finds that the friends he's made from other worlds are those who can give him what he truly needs. Every interaction with the people of Camelot wrenches his heart right out of his chest, and stomps it. It's everything from the anger and betrayal he feels towards Merlin's action - despite there being very difficult circumstances around it, he knows it, he understands it, but he cannot abide it - to the shame he feels when he looks at Arthur, knowing how his own heart betrays the man he has sworn to serve until the end of his life. That shame that is present when he speaks to his fellow knights, men who carry out their oaths as his own heart do not allow him to. When he looks at Guinevere, and sees that look she gave him in her dream. When he thinks of the confession he made to her, and how he could never take it back.

How he shamefully doesn't want to.

Every single person he loves from home, hurts him in ways he cannot begin to understand. But the friends he made here, they give him strength to keep moving forward with that hurt.

He isn't surprised to see that Jo needs no order from him. He smiles at her feebly, gratefully, as he accepts the drink.]

Hey - thank you.

Not too bad of a bartender, am I?

[ It's supposed to be a joke, because she can see something's bothering him. Can tell that there's a lot more going on under the surface. She wants to help, but she also wonders if helping means getting him to talk about it, or just being here for him. ]

You look like crap.

[ Well, that's one way to start. ]

The finest in all of Asgard.

[He isn't certain of that either - of what would help him. But Jo is someone he feels he can trust either way, and the alcohol certainly wouldn't hurt.]

Under the circumstances, I will take that as a compliment.

[He offers another half smile, one devoid of humor.]

I'll take that.

[ Seeing as she has not approved of most of the taverns and bars she's seen around Asgard. Granted, she might have a higher standard for that kind of thing, growing up in one, but still.

She frowns a little, though, at his smile. ]

Rough week?

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