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

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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

[individuates]

I was sick, you know.

[individuating]

[Jostles him gently. True that he was sick - scarily so, even - but it's pretty obvious what he's trying to pull here.]

I'm your twin, idiot. You think I'm going to buy into that excuse after you've already had some?

[...but he is now definitely more willing to do it. Dammit, Kaoru, stop pulling your brother's strings.]

[individuates]

Not this one.

[uncorking the bottle. Here, Hikaru. Sniff.]

[individuating]

[no don't make him smell it ;-; Hikaru cringes, but dutifully leans in to sniff it.]

It's... not so bad, I guess. [Surprisingly.] Kind of smells like spices.

[individuates]

Glasses?

[they're only going to try a sip, if that. But no way is Kaoru trying it on his own. You gotta back him up, big brother.]

[individuating]

[Grimaces. So you're actually serious about this, then?]

Ugh. Alright, alright.

[Drags himself off Kaoru to go fetch two glasses. As soon as he comes back, he's draping over his twin's shoulders again.]

[individuates]

[sloshes a little into each glass. Goodness that… is a little on the thick side for booze. But at least it will come back out of the glass, it's not going to stay in the bottom. Hands one to Hikaru]

Bottoms up~!

1/2

[individuating]

[are you insane did that fever actually permanently damage your brain drinks are not supposed to be that thick, Kaoru]

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[He takes the glass willingly anyway, tightening an arm around Kaoru's shoulders and taking a deep breath to brace himself.

This is gonna suck.]

Three, two, one...

[and down the hatch it goes]

[individuates]

[don't make that face, there are liqueurs out there that are about as thick…]

[obediently takes his shot at the same time as Hikaru, mentally braced for the taste but…

…yeah. Actually that one isn't so bad - the spice is quite an interesting dimension, though it leaves a slightly dry aftertaste. He can feel the warmth in his stomach from just one sip though]

…I had no idea that booze could be filling.

[individuating]

[Yeah, liqueurs that you mix with something else to dilute them.]

It's... not so bad. Kind of gross feeling, though.

[individuates]

[picks up the bottle and squints at the Caelondian on the label]

Snider… no, Cinderbrick… oh, Stout. That explains a bit… [is it a bad sign that Kaoru does not find the drink all that objectionable?]

So this time you pick. I sniff. Try to make it a good one.

Something that doesn't have fermented Squirts in it.

[individuating]

[He should probably be a bit more surprised that Kaoru's able to read it, but hey, linguistics has always kind of been one of his twin's things. Hikaru will just roll with it.]

That one. [He points at the rounded bottle covered in what looks like bandages, with no hesitation. It looks the least dangerous, okay?] The ones with Squirts in them have them on the label, right?

[individuates]

Hard to tell. Some of them are like mascots more than actual indicators of what's inside.

[smiling sweetly at Hikaru as he settles back, bottle in hand] More glasses, please?

[even if they didn't end up drinking this one, they had been taught better than to taste multiple drinks in the same glass. Meanwhile, Kaoru will pop the cork and take a cautious sniff of the insides. Huh. Not bad.]

[individuating]

[He'll only fetch more glasses because Kaoru's still recovering from being sick. Actually, thinking of that, should they even be drinking anything at all with his health in such a fragile state?]

You shouldn't have any more after this one. I'm pretty sure it's bad to mix stuff like this, anyway.

[individuates]

Roger~!

[all right, Hikaru has a point. But that means that he's not doing thimble measures - they're gonna have real drink of this one. He hopes it's as good as it smells.]

"Mender Mead". Do I need mending? [clinking through the other bottles] Or there's Lifewine. Maybe I need more life...

You should try the Blue, though. Just because you're cutting me off doesn't mean you shouldn't enjoy this cultural experience.

[individuating]

O-Oi! Don't go pouring that much! What are you trying to do to us?!

[individuates]

Mend us, obviously.

[what the heck, Hikaru, it's not like you to freak out. There's only an inch or so in the glass - an inch and a half at most, and Kaoru's giving you the fuller one]

[…in retrospect, it might have been good to taste it first, but never mind]

[individuating]

[excuse you Kaoru but alcohol is a depressant that means it slows your nervous system down that means you heal slower. Hikaru has full rights to not want his back-from-the-brink-of-death twin drinking more than a small sip.]

Just because it's got a good name, doesn't mean it's going to do what it says.

[And giving him the fuller glass doesn't make it any better, what the hell.]

Why do you want to try so many of these things anyway?

[individuates]

Well there's only one way to find out, and most of the others kinda need you to go on the Skyway to test them.

Shall we go to the Skyway, Hikaru?

Shall we?

[individuating]

[He's not going to dignify that with an answer.]

Just how much have you had already?

[And look, to further drive home how much he doesn't want to even think about the Skyway, he's downing the glass. It's ridiculously fresh, like eating a whole bunch of herbs at once, and--well, not bad, actually. He doesn't mind this one at all.]

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[holds his thumb and pointer finger a short distance apart] Like, half a shot each of the Crunchy One and the Blue One. [they both have names but they hardly tell anything about what they're like and… of course for Kaoru his main impressions of the two drinks are summed up precisely in those appellations. Crunchy and Blue.]

[he lifts his glass for a sip and… raises his eyebrow at the way Hikaru is gulping it down. He suspects Hikaru will not be happy with him using the same tactic]

[individuating]

[Definitely not. If Kaoru starts downing it as fast as he just did, Hikaru will certainly scold him.]

Kinda reminds me of pesto.

[Pesto as a drink. Weird much? It does inspire him a little, though.]

...Are any of them spicy? Like, hot-spicy?

[There's nowhere near enough spicy foods here, and he may have something of a craving.]

[individuates]

…you think I'd know?

[he's not the expert, sure, but at least he's less likely to poison you than the expert]

All I can do is tell you which one not to drink. That one. [and that's the Cham-Pain being moved out of the way with all of the other "NO" bottles] And this one… [Bull Brandy. And you thought the stout was thick?]

[pulling two bottles closer] …he recommended this and this. One has magical flavour changing properties but I'm not speaking from experience here…

Oh, and there's one that's supposed to taste like wasabi, I don't know which one that is...

[individuating]

You know enough about all the others.

[He has to admit, his interest is sufficiently piqued. Why did he even bother resisting to begin with? He should have known he'd wind up drinking all of them if Kaoru really wanted him to.

He disappears again quickly to get some more glasses - a fair few this time, he's truly dropped all pretenses - and is soon back to his half-drape half-flop against his twin's shoulders.]

So what's the deal with the Blue you keep talking about?