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Following Rasta’s final partnership being confirmed, all that needed to be done were the final renovations and adjustments to the Club. With these, everything would be completed and the club would be ready for opening night by tomorrow….if It all went according to plan. Which right now…. ,well, was unforeseen. She had spent the week prior doing whatever she could, and trying to find someone to fix the mechanical problems with the buildings. She was recommended to call a pony named…
Rasta: Mako. Ok. He should be here… at any time now. We’ll do the walk through and then fix the issues.. and hopefully… HOPEFULLY this place will be open tomorrow. That’s the plan!
After a little bit, the doors to the club opened as a Orca Seapony walked in with a tool box, looking around the club. Catching sight of Rasta, he walked up to her.
Mako: Hi. I’m Mako, you called earlier?
Rasta: Turns and blinks Uh… Yes. You’re Mako? I was expecting…a pony. Not that that’s a bad thing! I’m still getting used ta seeing other Hybrids. My name is Rasta Jam…just Rasta works fine though. Moves to shake his hand
Rasta: That accent… You’re from Trotland, correct?
Mako: Aye, lucky guess. Hahaha!
Rasta: Actually… I studied Trottish Gaelic in school. She grins and chuckles It was something new ta do. It’s always nice ta meet someone not originally from Equestria. Thank you for comin’ on such short notice.
Mako: No problem. Just let me have a look around, I’ll see what’s left to be done.
Rasta: I did a lot of what I could since the final hand off, but the ventilation is still actin’ up. I don’t think I can fix that. And there may be an electrical issue with the bar lights…
Mako: Say no more, I got ye covered. Easy fixes, shouldn’t even be that costly.
Rasta: Ya wouldn’t happen ta know a rough estimate, would ya?
Mako: Bout 200 bits, 225 if I have to use expenses on any extra parts I need.
Rasta: Hmmm Stops to think Do ya walkthrough and if you see any problem, add it to the bill and tell me the new charge. I’ll give you half now, and half when you’re done. If ya think ya can do it by the end of the day, I’ll double it for ya troubles.
Mako: You got it, ma’am. Starts doing his walkthrough
Rasta sighs and heads back to the bar, grumbling about a possible faulty wire. She went to try and fix that, leaning over the bar. After fussing and finagalling, she growled to herself, tail feathers wiggling and flaring in frustration.
Rasta: Come ON
Mako: calls from across the room Need some help?!
Rasta: No, I think AHAH!!! She grins as the lights of the bar flicker on Got it!
A moment later, a fuse blows and they go off.
Mako: comes around the other side and the bar and kneels down ….. Let me have a look.
Rasta’s face, which is on that half of the bar is all puffy in a pout and her feathers are fluffed.
Rasta: Why am I doing this? Why did I think I could…? Uggh..
Mako: starts tinkering with the wiring What do ye mean?
Rasta: I’m just some girl from Jamareca that came here thinking I can do anything… But I got hired by a Stallion who was as business savvy as a glass bottle and as charming as spoiled meat. Her accent starts to shift, becomes more… Austrawlian. That right bastard couldn’t manage ‘is way out of a paper plate! He left this place in such a mess, I might just lose my partnas! It was bad enough I embarrassed myself yesterday at that Jazz club… She slowly slides completely over the other side of the bar, her wings hiding her face
Mako: watches with slightly wide eyes before carefully steadying her so she doesn’t fall Easy there! … Ey, don’t give up just yet. There’s still a chance! Just you wait, I’ll fix what’s left and you’ll be set! Continues with the wires before they flicker on, and stay on.
Rasta: Nooo, I went and probably got a business partner who will take one look at this place and give up on it. When I heard the name Casey Bleu and the name of his club, I thought it was another nightclub! Not some high sophisticated Jazz place! She sits up And there is nothing wrong with that, it was lovely, but this is a place for loud music and weird dancing, not wine and cheeses!
Mako: ears perk up Casey? I know him, I did renovations for him too. You sound as worried as he was when he took over his club.
Rasta’s ears perk up and she turns her head, like an owl, a bit too far to face him She looked excited.
Rasta: You know him!?… I mean…You know Casey?
Mako: dolphin squeak ….Uh, yeah…! Heheh, fixed up the stage for him when it was a wreck. He’s a classical person, yeah, but he likes to let loose every now and then.
Rasta: You…wouldn’t happen to know if he is… single?
Mako: stops what he’s doing and looks up at her …. You like him, don’t ye? Grins
Rasta: I’m not being particularly subtle about it… and I’m sure he’d picked up on it after that fiasco…
Mako: Oh come on, it couldn’t have been that bad.
Rasta gets up and grabs a water bottle for the Orca, before recounting what happened. Each. Embarrassing. Detail. By the time, she is finished, both are leaning against the bar.
Rasta: And that was my day…
Mako: Whoa… Well, to be honest. I dunno if he even noticed. It was a business meeting after all.
Rasta: I guess… but it was still embarrassing. I shoulda left, seeing the kinda club it was but I got distracted by that… wonderful voice and those gorgeous eyes…
Rasta goes into a slight daydream about the pale purple pony, a rather telling grin on her face, and her tail feathers spreading apart, before she snaps out out it once more
Rasta: Dammit…
Mako: can’t help but grin while drinking his water and chuckling You got it bad for him, heheh. Ey, it might’ve been a fancy lookin’ club, but I don’t think he’s the type to just pull out of a deal if it’s not
completely in his taste. He’s a business savvy guy, need to be professional
Rasta: Raises a brow Anything else I should know about him?
Mako: smiles Besides the fact he’s single and loves to collab Jazz with Jamarecan music?
Rasta: Does he now…? Hmmmm.. But is he even gonna go for me? I’m sure he’s probably got lots of mares after him…
Mako: Pfft. Yeah, but not really genuine ones…
Rasta: What’s that supposed to mean?
Mako: .. The ones that try to get with him just want one thing from him. And they’re not exactly gracious about it either
Rasta: Oh… ears droop That’s right… girls do that sometimes. That’s terrible…
Mako: Yeah.. but, you seem like a class act. I’m sure you wouldn’t have trouble at all reelin’ him in.
Rasta: stops to think before grinning Let’s get that ventilator fixed, Mako, I have a club to Open! ….Also it is hot as BALLS in here… not that I know anything about that!
Mako: sweating a little you and me both I’ll go take care of that right now. Gets up to go take care of the ventilation
Following Rasta’s final partnership being confirmed, all that needed to be done were the final renovations and adjustments to the Club. With these, everything would be completed and the club would be ready for opening night by tomorrow….if It all went according to plan. Which right now…. ,well, was unforeseen. She had spent the week prior doing whatever she could, and trying to find someone to fix the mechanical problems with the buildings. She was recommended to call a pony named…
Rasta: Mako. Ok. He should be here… at any time now. We’ll do the walk through and then fix the issues.. and hopefully… HOPEFULLY this place will be open tomorrow. That’s the plan!
After a little bit, the doors to the club opened as a Orca Seapony walked in with a tool box, looking around the club. Catching sight of Rasta, he walked up to her.
Mako: Hi. I’m Mako, you called earlier?
Rasta: Turns and blinks Uh… Yes. You’re Mako? I was expecting…a pony. Not that that’s a bad thing! I’m still getting used ta seeing other Hybrids. My name is Rasta Jam…just Rasta works fine though. Moves to shake his hand
Rasta: That accent… You’re from Trotland, correct?
Mako: Aye, lucky guess. Hahaha!
Rasta: Actually… I studied Trottish Gaelic in school. She grins and chuckles It was something new ta do. It’s always nice ta meet someone not originally from Equestria. Thank you for comin’ on such short notice.
Mako: No problem. Just let me have a look around, I’ll see what’s left to be done.
Rasta: I did a lot of what I could since the final hand off, but the ventilation is still actin’ up. I don’t think I can fix that. And there may be an electrical issue with the bar lights…
Mako: Say no more, I got ye covered. Easy fixes, shouldn’t even be that costly.
Rasta: Ya wouldn’t happen ta know a rough estimate, would ya?
Mako: Bout 200 bits, 225 if I have to use expenses on any extra parts I need.
Rasta: Hmmm Stops to think Do ya walkthrough and if you see any problem, add it to the bill and tell me the new charge. I’ll give you half now, and half when you’re done. If ya think ya can do it by the end of the day, I’ll double it for ya troubles.
Mako: You got it, ma’am. Starts doing his walkthrough
Rasta sighs and heads back to the bar, grumbling about a possible faulty wire. She went to try and fix that, leaning over the bar. After fussing and finagalling, she growled to herself, tail feathers wiggling and flaring in frustration.
Rasta: Come ON
Mako: calls from across the room Need some help?!
Rasta: No, I think AHAH!!! She grins as the lights of the bar flicker on Got it!
A moment later, a fuse blows and they go off.
Mako: comes around the other side and the bar and kneels down ….. Let me have a look.
Rasta’s face, which is on that half of the bar is all puffy in a pout and her feathers are fluffed.
Rasta: Why am I doing this? Why did I think I could…? Uggh..
Mako: starts tinkering with the wiring What do ye mean?
Rasta: I’m just some girl from Jamareca that came here thinking I can do anything… But I got hired by a Stallion who was as business savvy as a glass bottle and as charming as spoiled meat. Her accent starts to shift, becomes more… Austrawlian. That right bastard couldn’t manage ‘is way out of a paper plate! He left this place in such a mess, I might just lose my partnas! It was bad enough I embarrassed myself yesterday at that Jazz club… She slowly slides completely over the other side of the bar, her wings hiding her face
Mako: watches with slightly wide eyes before carefully steadying her so she doesn’t fall Easy there! … Ey, don’t give up just yet. There’s still a chance! Just you wait, I’ll fix what’s left and you’ll be set! Continues with the wires before they flicker on, and stay on.
Rasta: Nooo, I went and probably got a business partner who will take one look at this place and give up on it. When I heard the name Casey Bleu and the name of his club, I thought it was another nightclub! Not some high sophisticated Jazz place! She sits up And there is nothing wrong with that, it was lovely, but this is a place for loud music and weird dancing, not wine and cheeses!
Mako: ears perk up Casey? I know him, I did renovations for him too. You sound as worried as he was when he took over his club.
Rasta’s ears perk up and she turns her head, like an owl, a bit too far to face him She looked excited.
Rasta: You know him!?… I mean…You know Casey?
Mako: dolphin squeak ….Uh, yeah…! Heheh, fixed up the stage for him when it was a wreck. He’s a classical person, yeah, but he likes to let loose every now and then.
Rasta: You…wouldn’t happen to know if he is… single?
Mako: stops what he’s doing and looks up at her …. You like him, don’t ye? Grins
Rasta: I’m not being particularly subtle about it… and I’m sure he’d picked up on it after that fiasco…
Mako: Oh come on, it couldn’t have been that bad.
Rasta gets up and grabs a water bottle for the Orca, before recounting what happened. Each. Embarrassing. Detail. By the time, she is finished, both are leaning against the bar.
Rasta: And that was my day…
Mako: Whoa… Well, to be honest. I dunno if he even noticed. It was a business meeting after all.
Rasta: I guess… but it was still embarrassing. I shoulda left, seeing the kinda club it was but I got distracted by that… wonderful voice and those gorgeous eyes…
Rasta goes into a slight daydream about the pale purple pony, a rather telling grin on her face, and her tail feathers spreading apart, before she snaps out out it once more
Rasta: Dammit…
Mako: can’t help but grin while drinking his water and chuckling You got it bad for him, heheh. Ey, it might’ve been a fancy lookin’ club, but I don’t think he’s the type to just pull out of a deal if it’s not
completely in his taste. He’s a business savvy guy, need to be professional
Rasta: Raises a brow Anything else I should know about him?
Mako: smiles Besides the fact he’s single and loves to collab Jazz with Jamarecan music?
Rasta: Does he now…? Hmmmm.. But is he even gonna go for me? I’m sure he’s probably got lots of mares after him…
Mako: Pfft. Yeah, but not really genuine ones…
Rasta: What’s that supposed to mean?
Mako: .. The ones that try to get with him just want one thing from him. And they’re not exactly gracious about it either
Rasta: Oh… ears droop That’s right… girls do that sometimes. That’s terrible…
Mako: Yeah.. but, you seem like a class act. I’m sure you wouldn’t have trouble at all reelin’ him in.
Rasta: stops to think before grinning Let’s get that ventilator fixed, Mako, I have a club to Open! ….Also it is hot as BALLS in here… not that I know anything about that!
Mako: sweating a little you and me both I’ll go take care of that right now. Gets up to go take care of the ventilation
Rasta is a bit frustrated and discouraged so MAKO TO THE RESCUE~!
Mako and Rasta meet, become friends, and she leans more about Casey~ PERFECT!
With those renovations and repairs, the CLUB IS OPEN FOR BUSINESS!
Mako belongs to Blackblood-Queen
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