OPEN BAR POST

[the_cupbearer]

The bar is open!

Anyone is welcome at 4713, and the bartenders are happy to carry on a conversation for anyone that needs company to drink with. Tiqua--the lead bartender when Ganymede's not there, and the shift manager when he is--says she makes the best Black Velvet ever...blackberry imperial stout and champagne, that is. Ganymede is more than likely there too, just look for the smiling man with long hair braided back, but there's plenty of booths and tables as well, just be careful of you you sit with. They might not always be strangers.


[ this is an open post! feel free to drop off notes or things, or just hop in to talk to Ganymede if you want ]

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[the_cupbearer]

"It's unlikely," Ganymede chuckles, shaking his head as if thoroughly amused at the conversation. But there's something about him, some air of gentle calm at this whole line of questions, that seems to say he'd know, despite his words.

He maintains he's never met Charon--he's never been dead long enough, nor has it ever been permanent. But he does know of the man's existence, if you'd call him a man at all. Hades speaks highly of the psychopomp that brings him the dead. "But I like to err on the side of not offending anyone, anyway."

[midnightroads]

Bash purses his lips for a moment. There's a brief flicker in the lights, the shadows grow deeper and longer. Just for a moment, just to underline what he's about to say.

"Hi. My name is Bash St. Expedit, and I am of the Ghede, the lwa associated with death. When I'm not driving for Uber, I'm carrying ghosts of those who die on the road to where they're going."

And then the lights and shadows return to normal, and he sits back in his seat, watching Ganymede for his reaction.

[the_cupbearer]

Ganymede neither flinches nor stops his hands when the lights flicker, and he meets Bash's gaze equally, unbending and calm.

"Then your coffee is on the house," he says lightly, setting the glass he'd been wiping out aside. "All in fairness, my given name is Γανυμήδης, though it's a bit of a mouthful. I go by Ben now." And it has been a long, long time indeed since he's met a new one of the Iwa; he tries to stay under most divinities' radar given to do otherwise usually winds up in mildly unpleasant situations, but the loa have always been at the very least understanding of his taking his own damn life back. "Assuming you're not here to collect anyone in particular."

[midnightroads]

"Naw, I'm off the clock. Unless some shit goes down and I'm needed, but. Like you said, everyone needs time off." He shrugs, finishing his coffee. "So, you're on the Greek side of the extended family tree, huh?"

[the_cupbearer]

Ganymede chuckles a little at that, and shakes his head. "I'm actually not Greek, they were just the ones whose records survived," he says. "I was from Troy, long before the war. Third and youngest son of the king."