Equilibrium: The Vampire Era

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BRYNN RYNOLDS // BARTENDER // CITIZEN


Brynn leaned over a table, tugging back on the drapes that closed the bar's windows off during the day. She opened the stiff window with a grunt of effort, allowing some cool night air in. Some soft music was playing on the radio and sounds of the streets filtered in through the open windows. Brynn dropped back down from her toes, closing her eyes in a long stretch. She found a bit of peace in opening the bar up for the night that seemed difficult to keep a hold of lately. She wished she could figure out how to keep it with her throughout the days, but sadly she'd never been much of an optimist. She'd probably break the feeling with an indulgent drink soon enough.

Brynn moved to flip a sign around that hung from a tack on the door, leaving it propped open with a brick she'd scavenged from the alley. She stepped out and glanced around at the darkened world. As much as the stories she'd heard about this time of day terrorized her mind, she'd always been somewhat comfortable with the night. To a bar owner, it was just a regular work day. She tried to keep her focus on that half of it while she readjusted her uniform- which was really just some shirt and black slacks. She kept it simple. Consider it her small way of making everything seem easy and okay. With a sigh, she stepped back through the door and moved behind the counter, starting to throw a drink together. It was going to be a long, tedious night at this rate.

 

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BRYNN RYNOLDS // BARTENDER // CITIZEN
ooc: not at all! c:


Brynn had been busying herself with mixing, so she startled and almost instantaneously bristled when she turned around and was met face to face with a man. She hadn't even heard him enter- her fault for making a habit of propping the door open, but it made things easier for the occasional fool who would drink themselves stupid and lose all control of their vomiting reflexes.

"Hey, sorry am I a bit early to be here when you've just set up?" Brynn's narrowed eyes followed the man as he sat down, but she made an attempt to calm her nerves. 'If you get like this every time someone catches you by surprise you're going to lose your mind.' She set down the glass that she'd been holding, pushing her hair away from her face with an almost indiscernible tremble in her hands, and rolled her eyes. "You're fine. Gave me a scare though, stealth walking in here like that." Her eyes flicked over to the drink she'd been making for herself and she scooted it out of his sight, uncomfortable with anyone knowing she may have been drinking on the job. "So, what'll it be?" She asked, making a vague sort of gesture to the wall of glass and bottles behind her head.

 

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BRYNN RYNOLDS // BARTENDER // CITIZEN
ooc: sorry for the late reply. ive been traveling in poland and czech. we can just skip a little w/ the time change?


Brynn lifted one shoulder in a little shrug, dismissing the conversation. She grabbed a bottle of gin from the back, as well as a few shot glasses, splashing some of the liquor into the first of the glasses. She pushed it across the bar to him, sliding the notes back towards herself and dropping them into an open money box beneath the counter. She continued to pour him a few more drinks as he finished and requested them. At some point she drank her own and put on some music to fill the still air. It was a quiet night. Few other customers came in, and they mostly kept to themselves, as late night drinkers of the backstreets tend to do. The slow work and ambiance was almost enough to convince Brynn that everything was normal. There was still the gaping absence of her sister's familiar voice chatting with whoever would tolerate her. Brynn made herself a few more drinks in the back as another attempt at distracting herself.

The sky was just starting to lighten around closing time, which was supposed to be 5:00 AM but Brynn was used to stretching the hours a little longer for stragglers, even though she refused to make anymore drinks after five. She was wiping down the bar and retrieving glasses while the last of her costumers trickled out.