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

[a_wrong_turn]

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!]

Comments

[a_wrong_turn]

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?

[pulledunder]

[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.]

[vast_oceans]

[ she's lost her wind and just stares at chisaki. what. what are you even saying. how- how does that even work. ]

N- no. No!

[ she catches victor's look ]

........... no! [ assuming that he's thinking the same thing ] You can't add things with healing! It doesn't add on to things! You- you restore things! Not change things!

Talk to an alchemist for weird things like that!

[a_wrong_turn]

You're not sure! He's thinking about it! We--WE'RE TRYING THIS.

[They're not sure of it! She's sure of it, which can only mean -- follow her drunk logic here -- that she is correct. That healing steak equals super steak.]

[And there's the bartender with her newest drink. She grabs him by the arm and points at the kitchen with the other.]

Steak! We need steak! Like two or three or five or whatever! Bring us steak!

[She lets go of the bartender and nods proudly.]

[pulledunder]

We only need one steak.

[A correction for the bartender. This is science, not a dinner party.]

[But he blinks at nothing after the bartender is gone and holds his head in his hand.]

We don't need any steaks. We should not be healing steaks.

[vast_oceans]

Why is his thinking about it an indication of my not being sure! [ these are no longer questions but incredulous statements! ] That's not how it works! I think I have some idea of how healing works! It's not that!

[ oh my gosh victor we don't need any steaks! why would you tell the bartender that??

...why would you say the exact same thing when he's gone??? ]

Hey- hey! This is my mana we're talking about here!

[a_wrong_turn]

Because of logic, Ashy! Pure, unfiltered logic!

[See? Victor's on her side. He wisely corrected her so they only heal one steak. The world's not ready for multiple super steaks. In fact, here comes their steak.]

[Chisaki looks at it proudly.]

You're gonna go far, little buddy. [Then, to Ashtaroth:] Do your healy thing.

[pulledunder]

[There is no pride Chisaki. There is only shame. Victor slumps, face first, into the bar and mumbles into it.]

How did we get here?

[vast_oceans]

[ there is no sympathy, victor, only disapproval.

she sips her drink through the straw, watching the two of them with her brows drawn inward, looking more than a little unimpressed. ]

... no.

[ she puts her glass down and turns to the bartender ] Another- another please.

[a_wrong_turn]

Through the power of friendship, Victor. The power of friendship.

[She looks at Ash. Then she makes doe eyes.]

Pleaaaaaase?

[pulledunder]

[He deserves no sympathy. It makes him unable to stop her from ordering another.]

[That and his face is still in the table.]

I'm sorry for so many things.

[Too late, Victor.]

[vast_oceans]

[ the bartender meets her gaze and, deciding it may be best not to argue, goes off to make a third drink

ashtaroth turns back with a glare (and a wobble), her arm reclining on the bar. The other rests on victor's shoulder to keep her from leaning over too much. ]

Okay. Okay! Watch. Watch closely, and be prepared, okay?

[ ugh, she is definitely not hungry right now. gross. she reaches out, hand over the steak, and focuses.

even drunk (not that she knows she is) she knows there is nothing to focus on. it's a part of a dead animal. can animals be resurrected? she's pretty sure not.

but she pulls her healing magic through her body, from the white-hot core at the center of her and through the channels in her body that run through her like veins, and brings it all together into the palm of her outstretched hand.

...

...

...

nothing happens except what chisaki will consider to be a noxious cloud of holy magic. ashtaroth leans back and folds her arms with a smug look on her face.

sorry chisaki. the steak is also now holy tainted. ]

[a_wrong_turn]

Aw, maaaaaaaaan.

[Chisaki's nose wrinkles at that oh so unpleasant stink of the holy magic, which she is trying to ignore because it would be hard to explain. And because she is drunk.]

[So she slumps, instead.]

It didn't work. Not fair.

[pulledunder]

[He manages to lift himself up enough to watch the nothing that's about to happen. He is at least partially responsible.]

[Yep nothing.]

[But now he feels guilty bringing a steak here for nothing, so he puts his palm near it and bubbles it in a small shield if light. Then he lets his face slump back down.]

[vast_oceans]

I told you. [ nothing better (worse) than a smug teenager giving you that know-it-all look, huh? ] Better eat it before it gets c-

Victor! What are you doing?

[ no seriously what is he doing this makes no sense. she looks at him a moment then puts a hand on his head. ] Are you feeling okay?

[a_wrong_turn]

Lame! [And it smells all gross and holy, eeeww.]

[Then she looks at the light bubbled steak. It means she can't eat it. Aw, maaaan. Except now it might taste really gross.]

[pulledunder]

[He leans blindly into Ash's hand.]

I felt bad it didn't work.

And it looked lonely.

[Drunken honesty sounds weird once he says it.]

[But fear not. These sorts of spells are channeled and his shield eventually fizzles out.]

[vast_oceans]

[ pat pat. it's like petting a dog. which is funny, because he's scared of dogs! well not that funny, but kind of funny. not in a ha-ha kind of way.

without realizing it, she strokes his hair back as though she were petting a dog. ]

Maybe one of us can take it home.

Maybe it should be Chisaki.

[a_wrong_turn]

Sure, okay, whatever. I'll give the healed steak a good home.

[You two are so weird! In other news, Chisaki is the pot and thinks that the kettle is very black.]

[pulledunder]

[Not making dog connections, he finds the petting comfortable. Short, clean kept hair is nice. It feels better when people pet it.]

[Chisaki that makes him feel better. :> ... Why does that make him feel better]

[Victor gently slides his drink away, arm curled around his head like a school kid falling asleep at his desk.]

And I'm done.

If anyone wants to try that.

[vast_oceans]

[ this makes her so happy you have no idea

pet pet pet, his hair is bristly but soft and this is the best thing ever don't you dare throw stuff into it chisaki ]

Where is your home, anyway? Since it isn't Earth anymore.

[ she looks at victor's drink as he pushes it away, glancing at hers before putting it down briefly and taking up his.

ugh! not sweet enough. ] Ewww. [ pushin' it away and drinking more of hers thanks ]

[a_wrong_turn]

[It's okay, Nova is the only boy whose hair she can throw stuff. She'd be in a lot of trouble if she did otherwise. But she's pretty sure they're a thing now, as if she had any doubt.]

Omghan. It's not as bad as it sounds.

[Used to be where she stayed, but it became home somewhere.]

Come here, little steak buddy.

[...she puts it in her coat, wtf]

[pulledunder]

Yeah, it's gross.

[He closes his eyes and promises himself he won't fall asleep, but the pet pet isn't helping matters.]

[This means he misses steak pockets alas.]

I went there to turn myself in once.

It's quiet. That lake, though...

[vast_oceans]

That is gross. Why are you doing that??

[ omg why would you put that in your coat you don't put meat in your coat it gets everywhere and wow that is just not sanitary ]

Wait- what, what lake. What about the lake?

[a_wrong_turn]

I'll give it a bath later!

[...what]

Yeah, the lake is sad. It's like the saddest lake. It's just all.. tiny. And marshy. It looks like it needs a hug, but it's a fucking lake and no one is gonna hug a lake.