To Drown Out

[warriorscribe]

Characters: Enoch never intended it but, everyone who's up for drinking!
Setting: Cafeteria, throughout the day (sorry team indigo)
Format: Party, do what you want!
Summary: With Riki being generous with the food again, Enoch decides to see, first, if he can still get drunk at all, and second, if being drunk will help keep his new headmate quiet. A (not-so-) surprising amount of people are likely to be interested in drinking with him.
Warnings: Drunken shenanigans. Possible angst because he might actually talk about Eleven under the influence. Might also talk about gory details of the meeting with Ruana. Did I say drunken shenanigans? I think I need to say that again.

*Much like just before the glamour failure, Enoch sits with several bottles of red wine from the kitchen stock. Unlike then, he has no extra glasses out to share with. He is not drinking to a plunge into the unknown. He is drinking to drown things. Mostly, the voice screaming in his head.

But nothing really changes the fact that any modern wine is of much higher quality than anything his time could produce, and he's savoring its flavor too, in long sips. It's almost a distraction, itself.

Speaking of distractions, he certainly won't object to any company, and if it turns into a larger gathering he may get so caught up in it he'll forget how much he's had.

And so might you. Care to grab a drink for yourself? He won't mind if you ask for some of the wine he has.*

((ooc: Of course you can approach Enoch like any other log, but due to interest expressed this is actually more of a mingle! Start games and contests if you'd like or just hang out and have your characters get drunk or bodyguard or spectate. Please identify new games and contests in the header to make it clearer to people scrolling through! Naturally there can be several threads of the same game, considering this isn't organized at all.

Have fun, and do keep an eye out for monsters...))

Comments

[midgarhorizon]

[Reno flopped back in his seat, his hands shaking a bit and feeling like he had been punched. It only lasted a moment before he steadied himself, though.]

...Congratulations.

[alephbet]

[Aleph thought he noticed something off, but why would anyone be upset at someone being married?]

Thank you. Even with everything going on, I still feel like a lucky man.

[midgarhorizon]

Yeah, but what will you do when she disappears tomorrow and never comes back?

[It was a good question, because Reno hadn't figured out the answer yet.]

[alephbet]

...Probably the same thing I'd do if we got out of here and had to go to our separate worlds.

[He doesn't actually know either.]

[midgarhorizon]

I mean, do ya start over? Or wait until she comes back, even if she never does?

[This hypothetical question wasn't hypothetical at all, it sounded more like he was asking for advice.]

[alephbet]

You're asking things I don't know the right answer to, or if there even is one. I guess you grieve until your heart tells you it's okay to go on.

[midgarhorizon]

[Grieve. Like she was dead. Something he didn't want to think about, either...]

I guess we're all different in how we deal with that kinda thing.

[alephbet]

[She was on a world that was dead and possibly being used by Ruana for energy. It's close.]

I'm sorry.

[midgarhorizon]

[Reno raised an eyebrow]

For what?

[alephbet]

Not being able to help more with your question.

[midgarhorizon]

Nah. [Brushing it off, he gave a mirthful snort and shook his head.] You helped. It just seems like that kinda thing is just opening yourself, though.

[Hypocrite.]

[alephbet]

I'd much rather be hurt and be brought to the bottom than never risk anything.

[~chaos protag~]

[midgarhorizon]

[Try it, bud]

Better hope they serve alcohol that month. So who's the lucky lady?

[alephbet]

April. Have you met her?

[midgarhorizon]

Know of her. Nice catch. [And he wasn't just saying that, he'd thought April was cute the few times when they spoke- not that he had been interested, nope.]

[alephbet]

The absolute best, in my opinion.

[midgarhorizon]

[Reno stood up, preparing to leave, when his hood slipped just a little before fixing it.]

Yeah, [he crinkled his can up in his hand] that's the important bit. Good luck, and everything.

[alephbet]

[Aleph's memory of recurring faces is every good.]

Haven't I met you before?

[midgarhorizon]

Nope. I'd remember.

[Liar.]

[alephbet]

Must be my mind playing tricks on me then.