Young Writers Society

Welcome to Ravenclaw! Thirsty? Pull up a chair! Our staff is obligated to serve you until you're absolutely satisfied, no matter what you are!

At the back of the tavern is the bar, two bartenders tending it at all times. To the left of the bar is a stage where the biggest and best of music is played for all to hear. Tables scatter across the floor, booths by the window. The Inn is located upstairs and out of sight.

Like any 'ol place, Ravenclaw's got a few rules. The usual, mostly. No god-modding, excessive swearing, sex, etc... Just be courteous of the other customers.

So sit back, grab a drink, and have a good time!

Cassidy Burns

I walk into the Tavern, my gun at hip and my Black, brown hair in a high ponytail. I sat at the bar and flashed a smile at the bartender. "One shot for the daughter of Athena?" I ask, sliding him the money.

Bartender

"One shot for the daughter of Athena?" A black haired girl asks, sliding the money over.

The man pours her a drink and takes the money, continuing the wipe other glasses afterwards.

Ari

I had been absorbed in my crossword puzzle, so I almost didn't hear what the other girl ordered.

"One shot for the daughter of Athena," she said.

I almost didn't catch it. But then, when I realized what she had said, I spun around, drawing a line across my puzzle. "Daughter of who?!" I exclaimed.

Cassidy

The girl spins around and it startles me.

"Daughter of who?!?" She asks.

"Whoa...Chill." I chuckled, downing my shot. "Athena. Goddess of war and wisdom." I grinned.

Ari

"Athena. Goddess of war and wisdom." The girl grinned at me, downing her shot.

"Okay, I missed something," I chuckled nervously. Dimension-hopping was one thing, but gods and goddesses? I was finding that hard to handle. She did look the part, though--strong, athletic, a gun at her hip...

And I thought my life was crazy.

Cassidy


I look at the girl, "What?" I ask, downing another shot.

Bartender's Son

I barrel through the doors and up to the bar, chuckling. My father sends me a look before pouring a non-alcoholic drink for me. Sighing, I swig it down and watch as he leaves through the doors for me to take his shift. I slip behind the bar and sneak a sip of whiskey before smiling and leaning against the bar towards the girls.

"Hey, ladies," I switch my charm on, "What's your poison?"

Cassidy

A guy about my age slides against the bar.

"Hey ladies. What's your poison?" He asks. I shoot him a confused look before flashing a smile. "What do you mean?"

Bartender's Son

I smile at her confusion and motion to the bar. "Your poison, your drink... What can I get you lovely girls? Refills? Snacks? Information? I'm at your disposal."

Cassidy

I nod, "Ah. Nah, If I drink too much then I do weird things..." I said biting my lip. A girl walks in with bleach blonde hair and shorts on. I reconize her immidiatly. "Rayah!" I yell in happiness, running over to her.

Bartender's Son

I nod at the first girl and turn to the other, smiling. "How about you? What can I getcha?"

Ari

"How about you?" the bartender's son asked me. "What can I getcha?"

"I'll have a martini, please," I replied, setting down my crossword puzzle.

"Sure thing," the guy said, smiling flirtatiously at me. He went and mixed my drink, sneaking a sip of whiskey once he was finished.

Meanwhile, another girl had walked into the bar, evidently friends with the first one. She ran over to her friend excitedly, leaving her bar stool spinning behind her.

"So your dad makes you work here?" I asked the bartender's son.

Bartender's Son

I pull the small bartender's stool from against the wall and sit down, smiling at the girl.

"Yep," I answer her question, "It's not so bad. I meet a lot of interesting people and get a few drinks of my own. Speaking of interesting, what's your name, bella ragazza?"

Ari

"Speaking of interesting," the guy said, sitting down across from me, "what's your name, bella ragazza?" He set my martini in front of me.

"I'm Ari Mathison," I replied, setting my pen down on top of my crossword puzzle and taking a sip of my martini. "And you are?"