[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

[amourtician]

[Jay smiles. It's a bit lecherous.]

Oh, darling, I'd drink to your genes!

[fuckthemancers]

I still say it seems like you've had quite enough to drink.

[It's said with a bit of a smile, however. Zulf isn't taking the flirting seriously- it's hard to take people seriously when you think they're hammered.]

[amourtician]

[Jay laughs. He doesn't mind, as long as nobody hits him for being so blatantly queer.]

No, really, darling, you're awfully good-looking. And you've been so kind to me ...

[fuckthemancers]

[Definitely drunk.]

You were in such a state, I couldn't just leave you. I'm certain it's what anyone would have done.

[amourtician]

[Jay snorts.]

You have such a very rosy view of people, dearest.

[fuckthemancers]

When I stop having a rosy view of people, I'd probably start ruining lives.

[Fun thoughts. He sighs and shakes his head.]

Really, it's only a viewpoint I've been able to get back into recently.

[amourtician]

[Jay laughs.]

I've never mastered it myself and I've been doing just fine, darling!

[fuckthemancers]

You're sure? I don't want to seem too doubting... This all is just a lot to take in.

[amourtician]

Hmmm? I'm not sure what you mean, dearest.

But then again, I'm quite drunk and just ... ahhhh, enjoying the sound of your voice.

[fuckthemancers]

[Zulf just gives a slight shake of his head.]

Well, I was a speaker before all this. I suppose it's just natural.

[amourtician]

[Jay laughs.]

No, darling, you've just ... got a pretty voice. To go with your face.

[Yeah, he's drunk and shameless. Sorry, Zulf. The water's not helping at all.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Jay...]

You're only saying that because you've had too much to drink.

[amourtician]

[Jay snorts.]

I'd be saying it if I'd had exactly the right amount to drink, too, dearest!

[fuckthemancers]

I'm fairly certain just a glass is too much to drink when it comes to the kind of liquor you find here.

[But he might be biased.]

[amourtician]

[Jay grins.]

I'm used to strong drink, darling!

[fuckthemancers]

As you say. [Zulf's smile is maybe faintly amused as he gives a shake of his head.] How long do you play to stay out here, then?

[amourtician]

[Jay shrugs, again. He's very lackadaisical, right now.]

Whenever I feel I'm nearing collapse, darling!

[fuckthemancers]

Let's try to avoid actually collapsing, shall we? If you start to feel dizzy or nauseous, I'll be more than happy to get you back home.

[amourtician]

Of course, darling!

[Jay restrains himself from winking. He can tell Zulf isn't interested in innuendo, here.]