|Crash- Thursday May 25th 2021
||[Jul. 19th, 2007|01:01 pm]
A Broken World - A Dark Angel RPG
Housed in a converted warehouse, Crash is divided into three large chambers by naked brick archways. TV screens of varying size display violent collisions between cars, trains, buses, anything mechanical that moves. The bigger and more spectacular the crash, the better - that's how the bar got it's name.
Running the entire length of the the wall behind the bar, a sculpture constructed of bicycle parts is displayed against backlit plexiglass. Industrial metal barrels and tables constructed of Manhole covers are scattered around, each surrounded by a cluster of chairs.
The far room holds pool and foosball tables, and the jukebox plays a wide selection of urban grooves, beats and rhymes.
A very happening bar, Crash is a popular hang-out for a wide variety of Seattle's young people, most notably it's the main relaxation station for the riders of Jam Pony.
"Hmmm" Lex leaned away from him "Well, we'll just have to see how determined you are won't we." Her tone was low, teasing "And if I wanted to sneak out of seeing you, why would I tell you where I was?"
"The sadist in you. You had me thinking you were throwing yourself to the lions all day, only to change the plan, but tell me you were at work where you only consort with people buying drinks. Sorry Lex," Alec stepped to kiss her again, "I'm dedicated."
Just as he leaned in, a sound make him turn his head, but grin. "Unless you want to be caught playing when you should be working, maybe we ought to pick this up another time. You hear that?"
Lex grimaced "That means the new guy has just messed up and I gotta go back to work, much as I would prefer not to, you staying? Jondy should be here soon...and I'm 'throwing myself to the lions' tomorrow, so you can worry again then, which will still be cute." She grinned at him, and walked away, heading back toward the bar.
"Oh come on, I don't worry. Not that bad anyway. Just don't die," Alec ordered.
He glanced out into the main area again and saw that anyone who could identify him had left. Good.
He walked out and slid around to his barstool. The one that had kind of been his. Before. Deciding not to sit there though, he hid a bit away in case someone should stop by.
"So Alice, let's test your skills at making a scotch."
"Straight up or on the rocks?" Lex quirked an eyebrow at him, a smile playing on the corner of her lips.
"Not for me gorgeous. That guy down there," Alec nodded to the new patron at the end of the bar, "I have to get back to..work. I'll be back at around three? I'll meet you here. Easier than breaking into your apartment," He smirked.
"But just because I'm going home with you doesn't mean I'm easy. I'm easy as a result of being this good looking," Alec chided playfully.
"Who said you were coming home with me?" Lex challenged laughingly. She turned to walk to the new customer calling back over her shoulder "Don't work to hard, we wouldn't want you to tire yourself out now would we?"