Drank live

[noteablekiller]

Who: whoever
Where: lobby
When: like a half hour after the game starts

[would you like to drink? Codex has an inkling you might like to drink.]

[he has the usual menu out, though the prices have gone up a bit:

All Drinks: 25 points

He has his deck of cards nearby on the table being used as a bar, though, so he is in play.

He speaks into the camera]

If anyone would like to come down to the lobby for drinks while they discuss the game, I'll be here for a few hours.


[Feel free to use an overflow post for the game, reply to Codex's top level (or another members of Baritones if they appear) to buy a drink]

Comments

[justfuckingtryit]

[Opens his mouth, like he's going to say something. Then he closes it, and comes out with something completely different, instead:]

I'm not sorry. I'd do it again.

[we_meet_again]

[soft, non-judgemental:]

I know.



You have a new scar on your face. Were you able to get what you wanted?

[justfuckingtryit]

Yes. No.

[Shakes his head, and makes a frustrated noise; funny how he's able to say both of those things with the truth effect in place.]

But I'll take it, anyway.

[we_meet_again]

I hope... you were able to get some sense of closure.

[justfuckingtryit]

Yeah... I'm done.

I'll let Loki get his when there aren't a bunch of people around to fuck it up, and then we can call it over.

[we_meet_again]

[His heart twists around but it doesn't show on his face.]

...Do you think that'll be the end of it?

[justfuckingtryit]

Guess I'll find out.

[we_meet_again]

I guess so.


I'll try to be ready.

[justfuckingtryit]

...you don't have to do anything, if you don't want to. It's got nothing to do with you.

[we_meet_again]

Sure it does. My best friend is involved. So if something happens to you, I'll be there to bring you back.

[justfuckingtryit]

[He goes very still, actually, for a long couple of seconds. Then:]

...sorry you got dragged into it.

[we_meet_again]

I'm sorry you did, too. This whole thing kinda sucks.

[justfuckingtryit]

Yeah. You can say that again.

[we_meet_again]

...


I know I already said this, but I'm really glad to see you.

[justfuckingtryit]

It was nothing I couldn't handle. I would have been fine, no matter what.

[He sounds less hard edges here - like he's trying to reassurance instead of challenge.]

[we_meet_again]

I know you would have been...

I guess it's just... hard? When bad things happen to people you care about.

[justfuckingtryit]

[Takes a soft breath in, and lets it out slow.]

Sorry. That's the kind of place this is.

[we_meet_again]

That fact doesn't make it hurt any less, strangely.

[justfuckingtryit]

...mm. Yeah.

[we_meet_again]

[There's a lot on his mind but absolutely no point expressing any of it, so he'll just soak up this relatively peaceful moment while he can.

He sags quietly into his chair, exhausted.]

[justfuckingtryit]

[Just... sits, quietly, for a minute.]

[After a beat or two of silence, he slides the martini he bought for this live over to Cobalt.]

[we_meet_again]

[This time it's Cobalt that gives him an evaluating look... but it's brief.

He takes a pretty generous gulp of the martini and slides it back.]

Thank you.


Sorry. I know I'm probably not very good company. I just... want to be near you. Is that weird?

[justfuckingtryit]

[Back over the martini goes.]

...no.

[we_meet_again]

[...looks at the martini]

Not a fan?

[justfuckingtryit]

[Shrugs with just one shoulder.]

Don't like drinking, much.