Hunters Anonymous (OPEN)

[righteously]

WHO: Dean & Open - Mingle it up!
WHEN: late May
WHERE: the Horizon - Roadhouse Edition
WHAT: Starting a Hunters Anonymous Support Group
WARNINGS: drinking and murder, mostly.

( It starts out with just a couple of people. Dean, obviously, because it's his bar. Eventually Geralt, followed by one of Geralt's other hunting buddies — and then another, and then before you know it there's a handful of hunters all swapping stories about the crap they've seen out in the wilds.

It's about the time Dean makes to take out a notebook and honest to god start writing some of this crap down that two things hit him — First, this is actually really freakin' useful. Second, it feels right. The Roadhouse here may be fake, but this is what the real one would've been like. This is what it was meant for. This is the most real this place has been since he got here.

So he runs it by Geralt, and puts out an APB.

Harvelle's Roadhouse is officially open for business — and not just of the drinking variety.

Mind the jukebox. )

NOTES: This is an open mingle, so feel free to top-level below! The idea here is to open up the Roadhouse for hunter-types to use as a central meeting place or base of operations for anyone who desires to, so feel free to use it as a backdrop for any threads whenever. Obviously non-hunter people are welcome to see the message and wander in whenever they want, too! Info on the Roadhouse can be found here. Hit me up at paingravy for anything you need any time.

Comments

[itookashot]

Gids!

[ Jesper yells from the other side of the room as he strolls in, deliberately looking for her. He promised after all! He doesn't look that different in the Horizon as he does in Cadens, still ridiculously tall and skinny, the only obvious differences are that his green clothes are shinier and clearly made for him rather than found in Cadens, and he has a pair of pearl-handed revolvers hanging off his belt. He recently bought new guns for himself, but they'll always be a pale imitation of these.

It's not as if it's hard to find the giant red-haired woman with biceps twice the size of his skinny limbs and he brightly smiles at her, crossing over to the jukebox where she's stationed at the moment. Jesper isn't entirely certain he understands how this works. He's only just started to put together that the screen shows videos of the music being played, which seems wild to him, but he is new to the music. And used to flutes and violins and typical bard fare. Not classic rock, which is a real shame. ]

So fun story, when I first came here, I planned on becoming a hunter, but when I was told I would probably die, I said alright I choose life. But I'm still in a hunter bar months later, so I feel like I won where it mattered.

[frontlinetitties]

[She looks up from selecting Back in Black for what is, quite possibly, the ninth time tonight, and on seeing Jesper she flashes a crooked-pin smile. Dressed much the same as usual herself, she turns to face him more fully. Eyes grazing the pearlescent gleam of the weapons at his hips with unconcealed interest. Guns just weren't a thing back on the Ninth, she can't say she's ever beheld one close up before.]

I mean, you do kiiiiinda look as though a monster could snap you in half without breaking a sweat. No offence. So maybe you made the right choice.

[Maybe. Because if one has to die, it may as well be whilst having a good time. Not to mention her necromancer closely resembles a sharpened stick but could take down just about anything the desert has to throw at her with an idle flick of the wrist. One should not judge based on appearances.]

And if you get to enjoy the bar without the death then all the better, right?

[itookashot]

Wow. [ Jesper puts a hand to his heart. ] I'm insulted, I'm heartbroken.

[ Jesper grins though afterward and winks at her to show he actually took zero offense to that. He absolutely looks like he could be snapped in half. As competent as he is in many ways, he knows when he's outmatched. He loves being alive. ]

Nah you're right. I probably could hold my own, but it would be more exhausting than just fighting people, which I prefer.

[ Jesper is very good at fighting people, and he has fought and killed his own kind, Grisha, superpowered beings. But they still aren't the same as killing monsters, who are more about just eating you than working around you. He doesn't only have bullets as weapons, he can make almost anything into a weapon with his abilities, but that's not really how he rolls. ]

Exactly. So I get the drinks and weird technology in here. Have you seen those yet?

[ He points at the tv screens that are currently playing music videos. ]

Those are moving pictures of people playing music!

[frontlinetitties]

[She cocks him a grin in the wake of his wink, even if she suspects she's his opposite in this regard. Doing battle with monsters is fairly straight forward. They're big and dumb and trying to kill you, or fucking with people trying to get on and live their lives. The question of whether they deserve it never comes into it. With people, it's kind of a grey area. There's an element of guilt involved unless one truly knows that death is deserved.

So she thinks, anyway.

She turns to look at the screen when he indicates it though, and nods.]

Yeah, they're vid screens. We did have this kinda tech where I'm from, but it's rare. At least on the Ninth. Sort of antiquated I guess, like guns.

[Relics from before the resurrection, now seldom used. At least, this is how she thinks of it-- with her own strange and cloistered upbringing it's hard to tell for certain what is rare or prolific in other, more vibrant Houses.]

It's worth bearing in mind though that I grew up among shadow cultists who only cared about bones and some dead bimbo in a tomb. Maybe this stuff was popular elsewhere, who knows.

[itookashot]

[ There is a fair amount of disconnect someone needs to have in order to shoot people regularly, at least if they are decent people otherwise. Jesper tries to shoot to stop rather than kill whenever it seems possible, and he isn't an executioner, although he has been before. It's a dichotomy, between being a warm and kind person, and a cold and hardened killer as well, but one Jesper seems to walk without much trouble.

Monsters would barely give him a second thought, but they are harder to kill without much experience. He still thinks he should be allowed to go out and try. Dean said he didn't want anyone getting into the business who wasn't already in it, it seems to haunt the man. But it won't stop Jesper if he gets bored enough. ]

This is antiquated to you? Damn, I was born in the wrong world and time, I swear. I was made for this.

[ Jesper loves all the tech he's been shown. He will make himself a television in his domain, although it won't be able to play much, since he hasn't seen much. He'll have to try to memorize things when he comes to other domains, enough to have something on the screen for fun. Of course, he knows that if he lived in these times, it wouldn't seem that spectacular to him. They took it for granted. ]

No offense, but everything I hear about your home makes me want to gag. I don't know how you kept sane.