[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

/late with starbucks

[individuating]

[Wherever Kaoru and Seimei are these days, Hikaru's not far behind. He's got a careful eye on both of them, and it's a bit hard to unwind when you're still scared someone is going to drop dead at a moment's notice.

As usual, Hikaru's uncertainty gets translated into obnoxiousness. He'll be hanging over people's shoulders and getting in the way of just about everyone, and that includes the guy at the bar. Hopefully Georges won't be too upset by a red-haired brat winding up on his side of the bar, poking at the drinks.]

[bastionpc]

[um excuse you hikaru]

[Although, really, Georges isn't as annoyed as he probably should be. He'll just try to gently nudge the kid away from the drinks. Those bottles are important, after all.]

Change your mind and want to try a different drink?

[individuating]

[Um no why would he want to drink any of this. He allows himself to be nudged away, but still hovers within prodding distance of the bottles.]

You people actually drink this stuff?

[bastionpc]

Of course! I told you, it's healthy and good to have when you're in a fight.

...Well I mean most of it is healthy. A couple of them make you feel like you've been kicked in the face by a horse. But they're in the minority.

[individuating]

Right, right, you already told me. How could I forget? [Tone as dry as the desert.]

Who the hell came up with these, though? What kind of person looks at a squirt and thinks "oh, hey, I really think you'd taste good in a drink"?

[bastionpc]

Soldiers and miners who really needed a drink.

Although, to be fair, Fetching Fizz started out as a prank, and then the miners and scrap workers took to it.

[individuating]

'Fetching Fizz'? That doesn't sound so bad. What's wrong with it?

[bastionpc]

Some people don't much care for the aftertaste.

But if you want to go out and find shards, but don't want to fight, it's the drink for you! It draws shards straight to you. Real handy.

[individuating]

How the hell does a drink do that?

[bastionpc]

By being a Caelondian drink! It's part of the inspections they'd go through- they weren't allowed in the city unless they were useful beyond just getting you drunk after a point.

[individuating]

That sounds like bullshit.

[bastionpc]

You live with a giant dragon and you're trying to tell me that a drink can't be useful like that?

[He seems more amused than anything.]

[individuating]

A dragon makes more sense than magic booze. Are you sure that the miners and stuff just didn't get so drunk they started hallucinating things?

[daughterofursa]

Do you... have to do that?

[She's trying not to let the unwanted invasion of her personal space ruin her good mood. (What counts as a good mood for Zuko anyway.) But she's clearly not thrilled about it. She's not even doing anything worth poking his nose into this time.]

[individuating]

[You're existing in the same area as him Zuko, that's enough for him.]

Do what?

[Resting your elbow on someone else's shoulder and leaning on them is perfectly acceptable behaviour, isn't it?]

[daughterofursa]

...be annoying.

[Because pretending not to realize you're using someone as an arm rest is on another level from just doing it in the first place. Zuko leans away, pushing at the offending elbow.]

[individuating]

[He just leans with her, ignoring the pushing of his elbow. Gonna have to be more forceful than that with him, Zuko, especially since now he knows you're annoyed for sure.]

I'm never annoying.

[daughterofursa]

Then you don't listen very well.

[She can do forceful. This time she reaches to grab his arm and actively push him away from her. She's honestly trying not to be too forceful, but she's more used to doing this in fights than to detach herself from idiots.]

[individuating]

[It's okay Zuko, he's used to forceful. There have been times where his friends have literally thrown him out of rooms for being a hassle, and it helps that he was expecting it. He takes it gracefully, hopping sideways with the momentum of the push.]

Geeze, you don't have to be so rude about it.

[daughterofursa]

You're the one being rude.

[individuating]

[Icon]

I'm not the one going around picking fights with people.

[Except he totally is.]

[daughterofursa]

[Well, that's mature.]

If I were picking a fight, it'd be over already.

[This is just an argument.]

[bedheadstyle]

[Well at least one person doesn't mind having his shoulder looked over. He's used to it, considering drawing is a thing that gets people's attention a lot.

The boy with the messy brown hair and the too-big clothes will just keep right on drawing even with a set of eyes on his pad.

Might want to speak up if you're going to be obnoxious to this one, Hikaru.]

[individuating]

[He'll do more than speak. How do you feel about having someone drape themselves over your shoulders to point directly at a part of your picture?]

How'd you make it look so boring?

[bedheadstyle]

[Well that's just plain startling. Haruka gives a jump and looks up, blinking with wide eyes a few times.]

... what's wrong with it?