- Messages
- 160
- OOC First Name
- Marga
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Interested in Somebody
- Wand
- Knotted 12 1/2 Inch Flexible Pine Wand with Augurey Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 9/2024
Keye Hayes had grown used to the hustle and bustle of owning a pub. The Runaway Hideout had started as a dingy and rundown pub; she'd gotten it at an incredibly low bargain, and it only took days to figure out why. Still, magic had its uses, and Keye always had a good grasp of magic and its uses - Charms especially. It didn't take long to get the place functional, but with the staff shortage, it had started that she was part of the night staff as a bartender and waitress. She was a surly employee, but hey, she was also the boss, so no one could really go off on her for it. Still, little by little, the pub grew, and Felix and Lanithro became part of her life, and now, fifteen years later, the pub was busier than ever and could hardly be called rundown. Dingy, probably, but it was just part of its character by now - and she just can't be bothered to do a full renovation when the place had served them well to this day. Still, there were nights like tonight when the chaos raked through her nerves, agitation running through her veins, but she would push through it like a well-worn ache. She tended to get a little snappy with patrons attempting to make conversation with her, though, as she mixed cocktails and poured drinks behind the bar. Still, the regulars were already familiar and knew well enough to leave her to her tasks. It was the new ones that were frequently persistent and snapped right back. "Like I said, we don't sell what you're asking for now either pick a drink from the menu or the door is right there," she said at the indignant young man, probably Josh's age, who was now demanding she call the manager. She could see one of the old-timers snickering and she shot them a glare which just amused them further. Now she had to decide if she was going to call down Felix or just kick this stupid kid out.