[OPEN LOG] White Day

[karuramods]

There is no place more appropriate to celebrate White Day than the Ice Bar. Bartenders serve the selection of ivory cocktails in sparkling crystal glasses on chunks of ice. Platters of delicate hors d'oeuvres decorate the tables, consisting of quail eggs, miniature goat cheese quiches, oysters in their half-shell, sushi rolls and other vanilla coloured tasters. Origami trees boast flowers of white chocolate truffles wrapped in paper that can be unravelled to reveal your fortune in romance.

Can you feel the love tonight?

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Re: Cocktails

[iamnotorious]

Yes, yes, of course he did. "Mmhmm," Yukimura said, successfully fighting the urge to roll his eyes. "Some other time. Maybe when it's less crowded."

The bounty hunter grinned. "Your decor was ruined without my drink selection, Keigo," he said. "Just look at all the people milling about who couldn't afford stepping inside before now."

Re: Cocktails

[worldofice]

Atobe shrugged, raising the glass to his lips as he scanned the crowd of less-than-desirables who thronged around his bar. Yukimura had a point. "It is still marginally better than Comm-- my bartender's open Fridays," he remarked. "And apparently, less frequented by criminals if you are even considering a drink."

He stepped away from the bar top and reached for a new glass, deftly mixing the rum and juices into the requested cocktail. He placed the finish product in front of Yukimura with a small, sarcastic nod, emphasised by the addition of fresh pineapple added in perfect balance to the rim. His lips curled as he remarked, "You might be able to select a liquor but you have not developed a sense of class for cocktails."

Re: Cocktails

[iamnotorious]

"I really should come on a Friday," Yukimura mused. Kikumaru might be a little eccentric, but at least he was entertaining. "Some criminals don't like to have a good time."

Regardless, that wasn't the bounty hunter's problem. He'd find them wherever they decided to spend their last free moments.

Yukimura pulled the cocktail closer to him and took a sip. "Delicious. Though, I didn't expect anything but perfection from you," he said then gave a pointed look to Atobe. "Don't judge my taste in cocktails. I wanted something sweet this round."

(ooc: next time, he wants a Black Maria)

Re: Cocktails

[worldofice]

"Last Friday of the month only," Atobe clarified. Kikumaru and Yukimura in his bar, largely unsupervised since Atobe tried to avoid having to watch the entire spectacle. What could go wrong? Everything. He should sack Kikumaru and train up Oshitari as a bartender. Medical bay could manage.

He offered Yukimura a thin smile. "We both judge, Yukimura. It's what we do best." He looked down at the glass of nine tales. "Pace yourself. My liquor is to be savoured, not for inebriation."

Re: Cocktails

[iamnotorious]

"Good to know," Yukimura said, making a mental note. Kikumaru had told him at one point or another he should come, so he might as well.

Atobe had a point. They would be fantastic judges on "Sector 7's Got Talent" or some other inane show that pits marginally talented individuals against one another for a shot at being in a tabloid once or twice. "That we do, but I'd argue I'm best at something else," Yukimura told him, plucking off the pineapple slice and taking a bite. "Oh Keigo, I'd never allow myself to get inebriated in front of you. Especially in front of all these people."

Re: Cocktails

[worldofice]

"If that exceptional skill set is dragging people from my bar with illegal weaponry for obscene sums of money, I am afraid I discount it," Atobe told him with a dismissive flick of his fingers. His eyes met Yukimura's with a mocking gleam. "Consider it part of the package for seeing 'nothing'."

The idea of a drunk bounty hunter did have an amusing side to it. However, Atobe suspected concerns of foul play would see him personally escorting the other man to a safe location. There were many ways things could go from there. About 75% of them resulted in him being stunned. Again.

He lifted a plate of delicately arranged chocolates that had yet to be offered around on top of the bar. "Eat," he told Yukimura. "Stomach lining."

Re: Cocktails

[iamnotorious]

"Nope, not that," Yukimura said smugly, ignoring the look in Atobe's eyes. Why did he always assume it had to do with money?

Chocolate? Really? "It doesn't go with my drink," the bounty hunter told him. "But thanks for being the mom friend and trying to look out for me."