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dancing on glass } kay Feb 6, 2016 15:45:29 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2016 15:45:29 GMT -5

AYTAC RUAH

RAISE YOUR ARMS THE HIGHEST YOU CAN

Y'know liquor really is great.

When you're surrounded with it every day and the smell is practically haunting each of your pores, you think you'd get tired of it but nah. I'm pretty sure I was meant to be a bartender from birth. You see, Alyx and me, we never really got the big end of the stick in life until this joint - the tankard, of course.

Street rat twins don't really get much respect, and neither does a single mother who can't control one of them. What can I say I've always been like this. But that's besides the point, Alyx, she's my twin and all, but I'm still the older one by minutes so I don't really have to listen to her when she says I shouldn't drink on the job.

But then I tell her that I can do whatever when drinking is the job.

All I do is stand in one spot anyways, the bar people like ambiance while I wash the counter with the same dirty rag; I could be drunk of my ass honestly. I should be, liquor is great. I whistle, the after taste of spearmint on my teeth.

I guess she got the short side of the stick with me.

Oh well.

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dancing on glass } kay Jun 1, 2016 15:08:45 GMT -5

Post by garnet beauford d8 [earthling] on Jun 1, 2016 15:08:45 GMT -5

Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me?
When will my reflection show who I am inside?

High school doesn't suit Rye Harrington. The days are long and monotonous, the assignments tedious, the classrooms stifling. She struggles to breathe and has only been able to eat two of the school sponsored lunches all year. She sneaks in slabs of cheese and nibbles on them between classes. The other students call her Mouse, and they're not wrong.

As soon as the final bell rings, she runs. She runs straight from the school to the factories, being mindful of each and every step. Because one wrong step could land her back in the hospital, which is the only place that's more boring than school. Because of her thoughtful footfalls, she doesn't run as fast as she could, and she's able to take in a little of her surroundings. She dashes past the shops, through the alleys, to the row of factories.

She's behind the other runners, but that's okay. It's a busy day - plenty of messages to distribute. When she approaches the floor manager, the woman frowns. "Thought I told you I ain't got no work for you, little girl."

"I'll run for free. Anywhere. Just try me," Rye says between puffy breaths.

The manager hands her a slip. "The bar, in town. Be back in an hour."

She doesn't watch her feet quick so close as she reverses the route. It's more crowded now, as the day winds down to evening. She slips into the bar behind a pair of patrons, old men shuffling forward. Rye scans the meager options, glancing at the description written on the outside of the note. Finding none that match, she approaches the bar. Her shoulders just barely clear it as she leans forward. "Aytac Ruah? I've got a message for you."

She shows him the folded slip with his name on it and then she snatches it back. "You gotta tip me first though."

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dancing on glass } kay Jun 4, 2016 18:19:33 GMT -5

Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2016 18:19:33 GMT -5

AYTAC RUAH

RAISE YOUR ARMS THE HIGHEST YOU CAN

I deal a few of the regulars that approach me, it's still afternoon so it's really only the real fucked up ones here early, you feel? Mrs. Diane slaps her hand in mine and I hug her over the bar, the smell of licorice in her greying brown hair and I give her a shot and I wait an' smile; I mean, if I'm standing here I might as not look terrible right?

And besides, Alyx never smiles and she has forehead wrinkles at the age of eighteen - yikes.

Anyways, she exhales and slides over a dollar and ninety cents and I pour her a second shot, normal shit really. "So Diane, whattre you doin' here so early, skip work for a few shots?"

"That ain't your damn business, Aytac," and that's fair enough. I smug and lean on my left arm waiting to pour her a third shot. I never liked Mrs. Diane that much anywho, I'm more of a fan of the ones like Mr. Darren, immediately I pour him a shot of the thicker shit and he starts yelling about his wife and their divorce. He's an easy one to get to spill, they're my favorites. Honestly there's been times I've paid on the house for the ones with good stories and I guess it's high time I start charging extra the ones who don't talk at all.

And eventually on the fifth shot or so I guess Diane is worn out of em so she slides me the rest and walks out, her spot at my bar getting replaced by some small white girl, "Aytac Ruah? I've got a message for you," I dry the shot glass with some rag and put it on the rack behind me,

"Oh shiiii, is school out already? Yea, that's m-"

"but you've gotta tip me first," hA, oKay.

"Pfft I got a quarter, that rich enough?"

SO THE WHOLE UNIVERSE WILL GLOW