[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

[fuckthemancers]

[This is a very delicate subject matter, so Zulf keeps his voice very low as he asks.]

You're not... pregnant, are you?

[HE KNOWS YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND, RIN]

[hellpyre]

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N-n-no! ... no.


. . .


I don't--

... maybe... ?

[fuckthemancers]

[Maybe. Zulf wants to take another deep breath from his pipe, but pauses. After a moment, he snuffs it out respectfully and sets it to the side.]

Alright. What makes you think 'maybe'?

[hellpyre]

[Ohlord don't give her that look she doesn't like that look she doesn't want to have this conversation...]

I-- just... i-it's-- ... I'm uh. Late.

[fuckthemancers]

[Zulf has dated enough people to know what that means. He's by no means an expert, but he has some... vague life experience to rely on.]

By how much?

[hellpyre]

[Better than Zuko.]

Well see I'm pretty regular and I shoulda started like four days ago.

[And the deed was about six days ago]

[fuckthemancers]

Hmm... Well, it's not unusual for something like that to change... Have you been feeling anything else? Perhaps more tired than usual, or headaches?

[hellpyre]

Tired, yeah... and there were headaches back when that mess with the Bastion fallin' happened but that's finally started to go away.

[fuckthemancers]

That is a problem, true. Considering the timing with the recent Monument problem, it's actually hard to say if what you're going through can be blamed on that or something else.

...Did... they have anything in your world to tell if you were pregnant, Rin?

[hellpyre]

Yeah, see that's why I'm worried. And not sure. ... and really... really not wantin' to go to Yukio or tell anyone about this.

[Even though she keeps getting dragged in to this conversation with others some how.]

Yeah, duh. Pregnancy tests. Which... we don't have any of here.

[fuckthemancers]

Then I'll get you one, if you like.

[hellpyre]

Wh-... n-no you don't have to do that!

[fuckthemancers]

But it's the preferable option, isn't it? You won't have to face any awkward situations, and it will seem slightly less strange if someone more my age does it.

I honestly don't mind... and it does seem to be something we need to make sure of.

[hellpyre]

Well, yeah, but...

I mean if I... am... he's gonna find out eventually, right? Yuki is a doctor.

... our only doctor.

[fuckthemancers]

Let's find out first of all if you are or are not. Then we can take it from there.

[hellpyre]

Mnr...

[Distressed cat noises]

[fuckthemancers]

I'll go visit the Monument after this is all over, alright?

[hellpyre]

Alright alright.

Just... no tellin' Yukio. Or Ryuuji. 'kay?

[fuckthemancers]

I have no interest in doing so, don't worry.

[hellpyre]

... thanks.

[fuckthemancers]

It's no problem. Something like this needs a bit of discretion.

[hellpyre]

Yeah...

... Zulf?

[fuckthemancers]

Yes?

[hellpyre]

[Rin rubs her belly beneath her shirt nervously.]

A... am I gonna be okay... ?

[fuckthemancers]

Of course. After all, there's no guarantee that you're pregnant. With the stress of everything that's been happening lately, maybe it's that why you're late.

And if you are... Then we'll discuss your options then. There's no doubt plenty of ways to stop this before it goes any further with all the different worlds everyone is from, even from the Terminals.

I do think this is something you should talk with Bon about, however. You can't carry this sort of worry solely on your shoulders.