[Day 205] It's the end of the world, get drunk

[bastionpc]

Who: Georges and anyone about
Open: Open
When: 205 sometime in the afternoon
Where: Around the Monument
What: The Cael way of celebrating everyone not dying involves booze, so drink up! (Fun fact: the Cael way of mourning may also involve booze.)
Format: Any
Warnings: Drunken shenanigans, likely. Also feel free to treat this like a mingle thread and not just talking to Georges! (Although he'll try to chat with everyone if he can)


So, just to double check: A cure has been found? Everyone's recovered? No one's dead? It's safe to leave the house now? Excellent.

With this fact well known, one can find Georges starting off his morning not hanging about the bar (as is his custom as the only bartender in the Bastion) but in fact setting up something in front of the Monument. Tables, chairs, some blankets to sit on when those inevitably run out... There's also something of a makeshift bar area, a variety of liquor in fascinating bottles set up along with some glasses.

Everything is all finished up around the afternoon, and Georges goes behind his little makeshift table-bar to cup his hands around his mouth so he can yell-

"DRINKS ON THE HOUSE!"

...What do you mean he technically never makes anyone pay for booze at the end of the world? Just come up and have a drink, Georges will be happy to recommend something. Or maybe bother someone else having a drink?

Comments

[freedom_engineer]

Colin takes the drink, and he tilts it back. He has to fight to keep from downing the whole glass in one gulp, that's the recipe for a major headache and drunken shenanigans right there.

"That hits the spot," he says, savoring the taste for a little while. "I normally don't drink much, dad has issues with alcohol, but I'm not gonna avoid it entirely. And frankly, after all this? You've got the right idea."

He grins then, and he shakes his head. "I definitely appreciate the offer, but..."

He pauses, then he leans in closer. "I'm gonna be heading out with Zulf, and we're almost certainly looking for Ura. I think the prejudices are Bulrathi shit, but I don't think carrying anything Caelondian would be conducive to good relations," he explains in a hushed tone, looking a little annoyed. "I hate diplomacy."

[littlerat]

[ Pikachu gives a quick 'pii!' in response to the hello, tucking the doughnut being nibbled on in his hand into his mouth to give her a wave.

He then makes another of the sound, but clearly more curious, pointing to her and then the other people, and following it by tipping his head. Don't you want to go over? ]

[daughterofursa]

[A pretty intelligent little rabbit mouse. She shakes her head.]

I'm fine over here. You... go on if you want.

[She makes a vague shooing motion, not sure how much it actually understands.]

Re: OPEN

[amourtician]

[Jay's staring at both the size of the glass and at Floette. He's never going to get over how bizarre Pokemon are. What the hell.]

I've heard of drowning one's sorrows, darling, but you could drown yourself quite literally in that glass!

[littlerat]

[ He understood that! But it sounded like a choice, sooo.

He's going to put down his doughnuts, all onto a neat pile on top of each other. But for the one on top, he'll hold it up towards her. It's got sprinkles! ]

[daughterofursa]

[Uh... Sure, she'll take it. As long as she's been here now, she's never actually tried one of these donuts. It's hard getting past the weirdness of them growing on trees.

And actually, maybe she'll sit down as long as the little rabbit mouse is keeping her company.]

...you didn't get the rest of that pile all for yourself, did you?

[littlerat]

[ A headshake! And then he tries explaining, pointing to the pile and then to her, and then he makes a circular shape with a paw, all with squeaking nonsense that no human can understand! ...

But even he realises that, uh, yeah, that doesn't make sense. So he tries again, pointing to the doughnuts, then to himself, and then making a motion out towards where everybody else is.

He wanted to share with all the people celebrating! ]

[daughterofursa]

[No, she got that.]

Oh. That's pretty nice of you.

[Finally taking a bite. Oh. It's like a sweet bun, plus... these sprinkle things that don't seem to stay on very well.]

[littlerat]

[ The pokémon takes a bite as well, rather hungrily, and then upon looking up at Azula giggles. He makes a motion around his mouth, spotting some of the sweet sprinkles around her lips.

Exactly like his own mouth. ]

[daughterofursa]

[Zuko wipes sprinkles from her mouth and smiles a bit.]

Guess we're not winning any awards for manners.

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

[Rob nods, piercing bouncing again.]

I heard about that. Doesn't sound like it was very fun.

[His voice increases in volume midway through speaking, and although it's still low it isn't as hard to hear anymore.]

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

Mm. [He takes a second sip from his glass.] How long's it been?

[superdrowningskills]

[Aaaaand there might be a certain someone eying you critically, Ippo. Gone for weeks without a word and suddenly showing up again looking suddenly much more the battle-hardened warrior? On one hand, Alucard is proud that he'd taken initiative and improved himself; on the other, he's a little irritated that Ippo said nothing about it.

No, he definitely wasn't worried, whatever are you talking about?]

[coolerthansora]

[By contrast, Roxas's voice quiets a bit as he stares into his drink.]

No. It was- scary.

[bastionpc]

[Probably, although you can never tell with Cael booze. Georges hands the bottle to him.]

Just be sure to bring it back when you're done with it! It's good to reuse these things.

[Can't exactly buy more the normal way at the end of the world.]

[bastionpc]

[What is with you people not wanting alcohol here]

Well, I have things that don't taste much like alcohol or have very little in them... Why don't I pour you a few tiny cups? Just a sip won't get you drunk!

[Probably]

[bastionpc]

How long... [Georges frowns a bit now, going through his memories. Since they haven't had a proper day and night, keeping track of the days has become a bit difficult. But...] Half a year, I think.

[bastionpc]

"Well, us Caels would say that there's no real wrong time for a glass!" Georges laughs a bit, although it's true. Liquor is certainly a big part of Cael culture. Maybe that's become obvious at this point, however.

When Colin leans in, Georges does so as well just out of habit. At the mention of Ura, his eyebrows rise up. If this wasn't so serious, maybe he would have given a whistle at that news. "So they really are still out there." He gives a small shake of his head. "I'd always heard from Breakers and Triggers that the Ura were a scary people, and I guess it's true if they could survive the Calamity and still be around to set up attacks and things like that. I'll be damned. Well, good luck. They weren't really a common sight in Caelondia, so I can't tell you much about them. Sorry."

[daughterofursa]

[Her uncle's efforts to foster a love of tea may have worked somewhat?]

Do you get something out of this?

[Well, it's not an outright no, she just doesn't understand why he's so eager to get her drinking.]

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

Been a while, then. Looks like you guys've held up pretty well from what I've seen so far. Guess going back to your question, I'm not sure what I should do here. What've you guys found you've wanted this past six months? Maybe I can try and figure something out.

[dragonsorcsandwolves]

[Rob says nothing for a bit. He hasn't thought about plagues much, but thinking about what it would be like to live through one, especially a potentially deadly one where you wouldn't know if you or the people you cared about would survive? Yeah, that sounds like it would be pretty scary.]

At least you got through it in one piece.

[bastionpc]

Yeah, I suppose so... We've definitely lost people, however. [Georges shakes his head to try and clear away the thoughts.]

I think right now folks are just trying to recover after the whole plague. You might try asking around for Nathaniel- he wanted to do something with the radio tower brought back and I'm sure he wouldn't be opposed to the help. Oh! Any good at cooking?

[bastionpc]

I'm a bartender! [He makes a sweeping gesture towards the bottles.] What good am I if I'm not plying my trade?

[yinyangfox]

"Sake? Please say you have sake..." Seimei's voice rasped, still raw from so much coughing. He had no business drinking when he was still in the process of recovering his strength. Not that he cared. He wanted a drink and while nothing really got him drunk, he wanted to taste that sweet ambrosial burn and relax his tension and wander in search of Kaoru and...

Well, he wanted to set some things right, but a little liquid courage could do anyone some good, really. At least he didn't look like a corpse anymore, washed and combed. His hair was still loose, flowing around him in a black sheet, but he didn't feel like asking anyone for help with it and was just grateful to be on his own two feet.

[bastionpc]

Georges would argue that recovery is exactly when you need some spirits to lift up your own. For now, however, he just takes one look at Seimei and immediately makes a grab for what isn't a sake bottle but instead a pale bottle strangely wrapped up in bandages. He hooks a finger through its tiny little handle and pops out the cork. The smell which wafts out isn't one of sake, that much is immediately obvious. It's too... herbal, floral almost, but exceedingly pleasant to breathe in. Georges pours it into a glass, the liquid a beautiful deep gold.

It's passed over to Seimei promptly. "No sake, but Mender's Mead helps the health. I know it ain't what you're looking for, my friend, but give it a try and see if it helps you any. I got plenty others that will help a man out when his body isn't doing him proper."