[well, while they're waiting for it to arrive, Valor will finish up this bit of the carving he's working on, stashing both it and the knife in a pocket once the sake is delivered]
[Hades simply looks up to the sky, not even sure what he should expect when this delivery happens. The drone looks to him like some kind of large, strange insect as it arrives with the bottles in tow, and if insects existed around here he might have missed it until the bottles thwacked into his head.
Luckily for him, he manages not to make a complete fool of himself, getting the bottles from the drone. Then he reaches into thin air, summoning a knife in order to open two of the bottles, one of which he hands to Valor.]
[He's just barely not chugging his drink. He's a big guy and frankly, he's drinking to get drunk. No two ways about it.]
I guess I am afraid that if I act out, I am going to be a big piece of shit again and then I will become everyones enemy. That maybe people will think that I am not worth the time and effort, and they will just try to get rid of me.
[Valor is sipping at his bottle, but probably only actually drinking every second or third sip. he's not drinking to get drunk himself, but he IS here to helpfully encourage Hades' efforts in that area.]
Well, death doesn't even fucking work right here, so I'm pretty sure it's fucking impossible to get rid of anyone. Worst they could do is probably just stop talking to you.
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Luckily for him, he manages not to make a complete fool of himself, getting the bottles from the drone. Then he reaches into thin air, summoning a knife in order to open two of the bottles, one of which he hands to Valor.]
We can order more when we finish these.
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I figured that would happen, 'cause it's gonna take a lot more than this to fuck you up.
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[He just lifts the bottle to his mouth and takes a long drink.]
I am quite tired of being afraid to act. Afraid to fight, afraid to hurt someone, afraid to... I do not know. Everything.
Maybe it is time that I were my own superior.
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[He's just barely not chugging his drink. He's a big guy and frankly, he's drinking to get drunk. No two ways about it.]
I guess I am afraid that if I act out, I am going to be a big piece of shit again and then I will become everyones enemy. That maybe people will think that I am not worth the time and effort, and they will just try to get rid of me.
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Well, death doesn't even fucking work right here, so I'm pretty sure it's fucking impossible to get rid of anyone. Worst they could do is probably just stop talking to you.
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I mean, you can disappear still. If you are away too long...
[It's a scary prospect, but he knows it is possible.]
I would not like it if everyone stopped talking to me either, though. I prefer being social, though I can imagine you do not care as much for it.
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So find some people who don't give a shit about you being a murderer. You probably even already know some. Who aren't me, even.