[Day 230] We're still not dead! Time to get drunk until we are

[bastionpc]

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.

Comments

[daughterofursa]

I'll leave that to you. I usually spend my free time training.

[So unless you want to train, Zuko's got nothing. What are hobbies.]

[amphibian]

In that case, the two of us'll have to work out together sometime, too!

[you are too deep into this friendship, zuko]

[daughterofursa]

[She has so little friendship experience, she never realizes this until it's too late.]

All right.

There's your.. swimming thing, too.

[amphibian]

The swim team! The only thing is, it's hard to advertise something to a lot of people at once, y'know? And it's not easy to coordinate practices and stuff without, um...working clocks...

[File under things she will never get used to.]

[daughterofursa]

I guess you'd have to have someone draw it...

But what's a clock?

[amphibian]

[oh no, living without timekeeping devices is weird enough, why does she have to explain clocks]

Um...well, you use 'em to keep track of what time it is...

[daughterofursa]

Oh.

Can't you just have everyone meet an hour after daybreak?

[amphibian]

D'you think everyone would be able to keep track? To tell you the truth, I lose track of time pretty often... Like, usually I get up around sunrise, but since I can't actually...y'know, time an hour, I don't really know...what an hour feels like, I guess. ...Y'know?

[Trying to articulate the concept of time is painful.]

[daughterofursa]

...I've never had anything to time it with. [Sorry, Zuko is coming from the opposite perspective here.]

But if it's, you know, for fun- [Is she really involved in something for fun??] -then it doesn't need to be that precise, does it?

[amphibian]

...Ah, I guess not. Here I got so involved in keeping my old routines... [But of course, there isn't really anything to practice for, so there's no reason to worry about regularity.]

That settles it! I'll start gathering a real group together and we'll meet an hour after sunrise every day! Or, y'know, just whenever everyone can.

[daughterofursa]

This place does force you to change things.

I don't know if I can do every day, but I'll try to show as much as I can.

[amphibian]

Even of a real team, every day's a lot to expect, but that gives people the opportunity to show up when they want! Oh, hey, make sure you get the word out for us, too, 'kay?

[daughterofursa]

...I'll do what I can, but you'll have more luck getting people to come.