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ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛᴇᴏᴜs ᴍᴀɴ ( ᴊᴇɴɴɪғᴇʀ ᴀɴᴋʟᴇs ) ([personal profile] righteously) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2022-04-03 06:38 am (UTC)

( Harvelle's, despite from being from another world and another century, feels surprisingly a lot like many a tavern you can find within the city. It's less about furnishing in these places and more about atmosphere. Comfortably lit, comfortably worn, wooden and casual and with that faint smell of alcohol from somewhere.

There are, of course, a few differences.

First and probably most obviously, the music playing over the speakers isn't exactly something you hear Jaskier strumming out. A pool table takes up a not insignificant section of space near a dart board. The man himself is even a little different, dressed in what he'd call "real people clothes", posted up at the bar with a rag spread out and a bunch of metal shapes lying on top that he appears to be cleaning.

Yes, he cleans imaginary guns. Sue him, it's soothing. This is how he meditates or whatever.

Takes him a second to realize the door's been opened, and there's an easy, noticeable transition from confused to surprised to pleased.
)

Hey, look what the cat dragged in.

( Followed by the slow, old-man dismount from his stool to give the guy one of those manly greeting shoulder slaps before the customary Beer is fetched. )

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