La Taverna is often a dark place, but tonight it is darker than usual.
No one is wearing any colors besides dark blue and black, and the
lighting itself is dim and bluish to color the exposed skin.
For a while the bartender tried to make the drinks all blue by use of
colored curacao but this proved decidedly unpopular, and the idea was
quickly abandoned.
People are speculating quietly amongst themselves about what has called
for this occasion. Normally the Birthday Nymph could be asked, but today
it seems she is keeping her lips zipped.
Literally, as she is dressed in a very dark blue latex outfit, that
clings very tightly to her skin, very little of which is exposed. Her
face mask has open eyes, two small holes for her ears, and two more
for her nose, a hole for her hair to come out as a pony tail, and over
her mouth, a zipper. Closed. Besides the rubber, she just has a pair
of high heeled pumps. These prevent people from seeing if the suit has
individual toes.
She looks a bit distressed but no one is sure if it is because of just
how revealing that latex is, or her apparent forced silence, or something
else. Everyone has noticed how she has been enforcing the dress color
code, though.
A rumor begins to circulate that the whole thing is due to a once
im****tant person, displeased at a birthday missed, pulling strings
in the background. The source of this rumor is not clear, and who the
person might be becomes the new subject of speculation. Someone says
it was almost three weeks ago. Another person say less than twenty
days. Whatever the exact number, the rumors spread fast among the
quiet patrons of the bar. No one actually says it, but some are
beginning to think the rumors are leaks, and spread by some sort of
mind control.
At last one entrant at the door, having her dark brown furs replaced
with dark blue furs, asks and is told of the rumors. She, an anonymous
nobody picked by the author, points out the crosspost and says, must be
Eli the Bearded.
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