020 - Why Do I Have To Put Up with This?

[thinkb4ublink]

[This 'Rosy' Slater is as equally unimpressed with the Barge as her male counterpart is.] Yeah. Hate to interrupt the Carry On Sex Change, Barge Unfunny Edition here, but anybody got a bleedin' needle 'n' thread available? Buttons off my coat are missin'. Cheers. [She picks up a whiskey glass, 'toasts' and takes a sip, waiting for an answer.]

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[Spam]

[thinkb4ublink]

I thought you wouldn't be a bartender if you didn't tend bar. [She shrugs again.] But I'm a simple girl on a ship of freaks, so whatever you say.

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

Yes, but bartenders get everybody's problems. We have to be good listeners, and we have to remember things beyond names and favorite drinks.

[A soft laugh] If freaks make you uncomfortable then I should have to tone myself down considerably. I'm one in more than one way.

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[thinkb4ublink]

That's pony out of the television. They don't have to do any of the kind.

[She gives her a withering look as she sets up the sewing stuff.] I'm sure that's funny to you, love, but murderers who have the ability to split you in two is actually a concern of mine, thanks.

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

Perhaps not, but the good ones do.

[A soft smile is returned.] Of course it's a concern. But some of us freaks are far more into looking after people than any of that.

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[thinkb4ublink]

There's something to be said for for a barkeep that minds their own business.

Good for you, then.

[Spam]

[can_has_vodka]

You know...[A little sigh.] Holing up and shutting people out as you do will only prolong your stay here. You are making it so that no one can reach you, which means no allies, which means when trouble comes you've no one to give you a hand. It isn't much of a defense against this place.

[She turns to go.] But it is your choice to make. G'night then.

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[thinkb4ublink]

You know bugger all about it, love. Trouble comes, it don't matter how many 'friends' I got, I'll still be left the same.

[She doesn't respond to the goodnight, merely buries herself in the busy work.]