[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]

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.

[hellpyre]

I just don't wanna freak him out...

[It was their first time after all. And her own panic isn't helping.]

[fuckthemancers]

If you approach him and explain it calmly, than that will help him not panic as well. The best way to help get yourself calm? Think of a plan on how to approach him.

[hellpyre]

... you've met me, right?

[Does Rin ever do "calm"?]

[fuckthemancers]

That just means more work and focus on your part.

[hellpyre]

I--... I'unno... I don't think I can do that without makin' things worse...

[fuckthemancers]

...Do you want me to tell him?

[hellpyre]

[A small part of her wants to scream "Yes! Yes, please tell him! Don't make me go through this!" but...

she knows better than that. She has to be responsible for a choice both of them made equally and she can't hide from this forever.]

... I'll tell him.

[fuckthemancers]

Well... if you want to have someone to talk with before you do that, I'll always be available. Maybe it will help calm you down.

[hellpyre]

Y-yeah. Sure. ... thanks.

[Could this be any more awkward?

... yes, probably.]

[fuckthemancers]

It's perfectly fine. At least this is something I have experience in.

[Non-traumatic experience, even. Isn't that a miracle?]

[hellpyre]

.. you do?

[fuckthemancers]

Of course. I'm an adult, you know- I've had various romances and some of them have taken awkward turns.

[Sometimes when you're a teenager, you are a bit of a jackass. Thank god he's passed that portion of his life.]

[hellpyre]

[Rin is still very firmly in 'jackass' stage.]

Oh. Right. Th.. that makes sense.

[fuckthemancers]

Mmm. So don't be worried about asking for my assistance.

[He's better at solving other people's problems than his own, honestly.]

[hellpyre]

Okay.

[That seems to be all she can say lately. Poor girl.]