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[Victor/Ashtaroth/Chisaki] - Let's Get Drunk!

Who: Victor, Ashtaroth, Chisaki
When: Thursday the 11th, at night!
Where: A bar in the Nenakret.
Before/After: After Chisaki's e-mail to Victor.
Warnings: TBD. Probably swearing because Chisaki.

[A little bit of conferring with Victor led to an amazing plan: GETTING DRUNK. Chisaki is looking forward to this, even if she has no earthly clue whether molavvas can do that or if it takes epic amounts of booze to affect them. Whatever, she has loot stolen from druids from the war and nothing to spend it on. Booze time.]

[She stands outside of one of the Nenakret's bars. News of the war meant the curfew was relaxed through the weekend, for celebrations to occur, which Saftans and French are doing happily. She leans up against the wall, arms crossed over her chest. She has a black, form-fitting shirt and baggy Saftan pants on, instead of her usual gear. She's bathed and washed too. She feels almost good.]

[It's easy to push the bad parts of what happened, everything with Ravindra, the lack of communication with Nova, to the back of her mind. It's time for drinking!]

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[Ah-- Ash hello. He stares back at her, blinking in stunned silence before he can recall all his memories of Theresa.]

She was concerned about you.

[That comes out first, because that's what he always thought was the most important. It's what he latched onto.]

She was honest-- when I suspected, she came forward. She said she made you because she wanted to understand herself, and she always spoke of you as a person. [He frowns.] I think she was lonely. ... I don't know much else. Maybe when-- [He motions vaguely to Chisaki to represent the merge conversation.]-- this finishes...?

[Victor sighs.]

Sorry. I worry, but it's not as if anything can be done. [He blinks at Chisaki, turning toward her.] ... Which part? Don't most people know something's happening?

[ she stares at victor a moment, thinking about that, though her capabilities of thought are so badly slowed she may as well not be thinking on it at all.

maybe when...? ah, merge, yes. she could meet theresa then, and see if she's anything like how victor describes her. she doesn't sound too bad. she never saw anyone else's player, really, well, not the way victor saw hers. rhys was as far removed from player as a player could get by the time she'd met him.

she nodded a little to show she'd heard him, distant though it was, and looked back to chisaki, blinking at her owlishly ]

There've been earthquakes and things, haven't there? [ nevermind they could be happening on the other side of the world- the "other side of the world" to ashtaroth was the other side of the continent. the concept of anything bigger than that was lost on her. ]

Yeah. I'm from San Francisco, which gets earthquakes all the fuckin' time, though.

[Probably an overstatement, but Chisaki has a masters in acting blasé about things that bother her.]

Uh... you know, Victor. That thing from that time you healed me. I'll have to explain that. [Wait. Ash is here. She screws her face up and looks at Ash.] This totally gross scar.

[He sets his hand on Ash's back, half to steady her, half reassurance. Whatever happens with players, they'll figure it out.]

[... wait how many earthquakes? He takes Chisaki at face value.]

And people keep suggesting Earth's less dangerous.

[Victor takes a sip while Chisaki keeps talking and almost chokes on his drink, coughing, but mouth shut as he forces himself to swallow and not spill anything.]

[That. Right, that. Ashtaroth didn't know either. Victor had completely forgotten. It was too easy to think of Chisaki as human. Because she was, there was just the matter of... the thing...]

[The truth is dangerous for him to have.]

I wouldn't even know where to begin.

[Painfully honest.]

[ she stares at Chisaki, brows drawn in slightly. she steadies a little with the hand to her back. ] Do you live in tents? That many earthquakes sounds dangerous.

[ she doesn't quite trust her answer one way or another. earthquakes, they're kind of frightening! there were a lot of quakes in bastan while things were merging, a lot of damage, a lot of casualties. to play it off like it's nothing- that doesn't sound quite right.

she doesn't quite notice anything about chisaki's next answer until victor reacts to it, and she blinks, staring at him as though he's crazy, and she smacks him lightly on the back a time or two ]

Oh- a scar? [ she frowns a little, considering, then reaches out towards chisaki ] Lemme see?

[Chisaki blanches at that. Why did you have to ask that, Ashtaroth! She shakes her head.]

I'd rather not. Sorry. I really don't like it.

[Hopefully that does it. She looks once at Victor, but doesn't know what else to say, and the idea is going to be depressing if she really keeps thinking about it. She tilts her head to the side. Subject change!]

What do you think of that drink?

[He'll have to let Chisaki cover that one, practically burying himself in his drink to avoid having to answer for anything he might know. Ash already seems a little 'off' too... he's trying to figure how mad she might be later if he doesn't manage to encourage her to stop after this one.]

[He glances at Chisaki, then back at his drink. Is the bartender out of earshot? Good.]

It's not as thick as it should be, or as sweet. And it burns.

[He takes another drink from it anyway.]

I could try to heal it, if you like?

[ ah, ah- what? drink? she blinks and pulls her hand back to look at her drink before looking over to victor with his ]

Should we be drinking things that burn? This one doesn't. Do you want to try?

[ she offers hers to the both of them ]

Hey, some stuff is supposed to burn! Like whiskey.

[Chisaki nods her head and takes a long drink of long island iced tea, before she looks at Ash. She shakes her head.]

Someone already looked at it. Not much they can do. Don't sweat it.

[Victor blinks at her drink.]

Yes.

[Oops honesty. Yeah he does, but he won't be heartbroken if he doesn't. Rather than try to explain that to a clearly tipsy Ash, he takes a sip to make it easy. It's a lot better than what he has.]

I would suggest not trying to heal anyone until morning.

[He's not sure if that's a heavy issue, but he wouldn't want a drunk cleric mending his bones.]

Ah, well... if you say so...

[ she looks a little ): about the answer but victor distracts her with his okay. she hands her drink off so that he can try it, waiting for his answer.

instead he says that. ]

What? Hey, what do you mean by that??

[ looks like you ruffled a few feathers there victor ]

I can heal perfectly fine right now!

I dunno, drinking and healing seem kinda hard. You've had a lot...

[She drinks from her sixth? seventh? who knows? drink.]

Like what if you heal them and they... I don't know. Can they grow a second ass if you heal them wrong? That seems like a thing that could happen. Just, bam, arm's still broken.

[Chisaki nods knowingly.]

And then second ass.

[Victor slides his gaze to Chisaki. What even.]

You shouldn't heal anyone until morning, either.

[Not that hunters have much in the way of healing available. This does not change the validity of his statement.]

Wh... what? What? No! No, no! [ she's gotten louder all of a sudden! except she doesn't notice. she sits up, taking her straw again to stab at the ice in her drink once victor's given it back ] How could you- healing doesn't even work that way! It can't! You can't even- you'd have to be blind to mix those things up!

[ gestures, too. she's got gestures. ]

Blind and stupid! Really stupid! And maybe a badly healed arm but what a novice mistake! Not even a novice could make a mistake that bad!

It seems totally possible! I mean--okay, maybe just a third cheek? Like you get a raging case of tri-ass?

[Chisaki sucks on the straw until it's empty. What's this. How is it empty.]

I can't heal anyways. But if I could, tri-ass!

N-Never become a healer.

[He's mostly stunned though. Ash is getting loud and Chisaki is getting weird...er. How does he mediate this? He's the only sober one.]

[He looks at his glass and takes a long drink.]

[ you are not sober at all, victor, just too drunk to realize you are lying to yourself. ]

Would you- stop- stop saying that word! [ she puts her glass down on the counter loudly and reaches over victor to try and smack her arm ] Stop it! Stop! It's not possible! It's not a thing that happens! You don't- you fix things, you don't add things! Victor, tell her healing doesn't work that way!

I'd be a shitty healer, because I'd have to make things better.

[SIGH. She waves at the bartender -- yes, another drink -- and looks at Ash. She nods. Maybe she's accepting. Maybe...]

So, like, say a guy walks in and you see his ass and go, "Oh, jeez, that's unfortunate!" Could you use healing to fix it? Like make a mediocre ass into a great ass? Is that a thing healing can do?

[It's not gonna be that easy.]

[Alas it is the truth. He's unaware of how much slower he thinks and how much harder it is to stop from saying words.]

[Sigh.] Healing doesn't work that way. [~~lolwhipped~~]

[But he gets a little more energy back.]

Healing doesn't work that way either! Th-there's not even object criteria for that...

Noooooo! Stop it! Can you not be vulgar while you're being ridiculous??

[ ugh victor lean over a little so she can smack chisaki's arm! as it is she leans on victor to get him to lean over so she can accomplish this. ]

That's not how the word better works! You can't fix that! That's unfixable! Who would even try!

I'd try! I'd totally try! Healing should work that way. You'd use it, right, Victor? Healing magic to make people cuter?

[Humph! She folds her arms and siiiiighs.]

And I'm not fuckin' vulgar! I'm a model of awesome behavior! Children everywhere should emulate my incredible fuckin' manners!

[Victor leans with her leaning and slides back into position once she's up as if nothing happened.]

[He turns bright red with Chisaki's accusation and snaps his head around to look at her.]

O-Of course not! That's at least an invasion of... something! Besides, it would probably end up taking away from what makes them cute in the first place...!

[But wow he cannot even begin to think how to articulate that opinion and arguments of vulgarity go by without input.]

That isn't what healing is for! Healing isn't- it's not- it's not to give you something pretty to look at! And if it were, you'd let- me- look- at- your- scar!

[ she's still leaning on victor, just not pushing on him now, glaring at chisaki while she sips at her drink again. she pulls back to cough while chisaki starts up a blue streak

omg victor she isn't cute at all she can keep that scar! ]

Why are you doing this! Watch your language! That's totally- it's wholly- unnecessary! Healing isn't about what you want, it's about the other person! Don't become a healer!

You could find other uses that have nothing to do with ass, like--like I bet you could cast a healing spell on a steak and make it bigger!

[She grumbles. She is maybe slightly chastised.]

Wouldn't that rule? Come on, Victor, back me up here. Steak. Healing magic making it bigger. This could happen. We could order steaks and get Ashy to heal them and have SUPER STEAKS. Wouldn't that be amazing?

[He's not completely aware of Ash leaning on him. Or he's not reacting again if he is. He just supports her weight.]

[Paaauuuusee.]

Wouldn't that bring them back to life?

No, you would-- you would need the rest of the animal, but...

[GUYS WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU HEALED A STEAK]

[He looks to Ash now, suddenly concerned about this.]

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