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[Day 230] We're still not dead! Time to get drunk until we are
Who: Georges, you, and so much alcohol
Open: Open
When: Day 230, from noon til night
Where: Inside and outside the Distillery
What: In which planning is attempted, an obnoxious amount of booze is shoved at everyone, and Georges needs help with some things
Format: Pick your poison
Warnings: Drunk shenanigans at some point, likely
So, in the morning, Georges makes sure to stop anyone before they can go out onto the Skyway or get a bite to eat, or basically attempt to carry on with their lives like normal. With the most recent near death experience, he seems to be aiming to be more insistently friendly, apparently.
"Hey there! I got everyone together for some drinks, well, last time since we all needed one after that and I figured why not do it again? Come over to the Distillery later today, and I'll have some things whipped up! Oh- and by the way. That Ura fella, Zulf, he wanted folks to meet up and try and figure a few things out, get a bit more organization 'round here I suppose. If you could pass this around, that'd be great!"
And, sure enough, at around noon-ish Georges has once again set up some things. There are tables just outside the distillery, the largest he could manage (which is just a couple pressed up against one another) done up specifically for anyone who wants to sit around and be responsible.
For those who don't care about or don't trust themselves with responsibility, there's a couple smaller tables scattered about both inside and outside. As usual, Georges is behind the bar with a row of bottles on display. Ask him about them, chat with one another, or just focus on getting utterly and completely smashed, do as you like.
Maybe if you're chatty enough, you might even get roped into something.
Open: Open
When: Day 230, from noon til night
Where: Inside and outside the Distillery
What: In which planning is attempted, an obnoxious amount of booze is shoved at everyone, and Georges needs help with some things
Format: Pick your poison
Warnings: Drunk shenanigans at some point, likely
So, in the morning, Georges makes sure to stop anyone before they can go out onto the Skyway or get a bite to eat, or basically attempt to carry on with their lives like normal. With the most recent near death experience, he seems to be aiming to be more insistently friendly, apparently.
"Hey there! I got everyone together for some drinks, well, last time since we all needed one after that and I figured why not do it again? Come over to the Distillery later today, and I'll have some things whipped up! Oh- and by the way. That Ura fella, Zulf, he wanted folks to meet up and try and figure a few things out, get a bit more organization 'round here I suppose. If you could pass this around, that'd be great!"
And, sure enough, at around noon-ish Georges has once again set up some things. There are tables just outside the distillery, the largest he could manage (which is just a couple pressed up against one another) done up specifically for anyone who wants to sit around and be responsible.
For those who don't care about or don't trust themselves with responsibility, there's a couple smaller tables scattered about both inside and outside. As usual, Georges is behind the bar with a row of bottles on display. Ask him about them, chat with one another, or just focus on getting utterly and completely smashed, do as you like.
Maybe if you're chatty enough, you might even get roped into something.
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And really, it was only natural that Rin was so upset. This was scary. Hilda couldn't even imagine what kind of fear she was feeling right now.
Hilda just shut up from there, opting to just sit there by Rin and try to comfort her. ]
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She is kind of glad that Hilda is there, though, if only because she knows she's going to start crying any second and she doesn't want to be alone with that.]
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At this point, Hilda figures it's probably better if Rin figures out what to do on her own. She's given her suggestions, she's being moral support, that's about all she can really do.
She sighs and moves to take one of Rin's hands into her own, gently squeezing it. Hey, she's here for you.
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Yes homo. All homo. Very homo. Wait--But in all seriousness she needs friends right now, and she's grateful for Hilda and all of her friends in this place.]
I guess... I'mma have to talk to him...
[Him being Ryuuji, obviously.
And maybe her brother.
Maybe.]
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Well okay but we can't let our boyfriends knowShe nods in response. ]
Yeah.
[ she's not sure which 'him' it is, but talking to even one of the 'him's would be better than keeping it to herself. ]
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Of course]I'll--... I'm gonna wait... I don't wanna drop it on anyone else durin' this.
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Do you want me there when you talk to him?
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[She sighs tiredly, dragging a hand down her face.]
God I'm worn out... I didn't even go out with everyone today.
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[ here, have another hug. ]
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[Rin.]
... alright. Yeah. Thanks.
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Not a problem. I'd stay even if you told me not to.
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[You're almost as stubborn as she is, Hilda.]
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... Is it too personal to ask what it was like?
[ She means the sex. She's curious, okay. ]
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Ah... ? ... w-well no, but I'unno if I could really describe it.
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I-It's okay, I'm sure I'll find out for myself eventually ...
[ LOL NOPE MAYBE NOT, N WILL NEVER BE READY FOR IT. And she's fine with that, she would never ever want to push him into something he wasn't ready for. She's just ... really curious, and she kind of wants to take things to that level with him. ]
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[Sorry, Hidlda. Even Rin has her doubts there.]
... I-I mean! Erm. ... I liked it... ?
[That is not much better.]
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It's okay, I know it must be really hard to describe something like that…
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Mn... it is. I don't regret it, even if...
[Even if she might be in trouble because of it.]
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[ Even if. Things. Yeah. ]
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