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

[brbtalkingtogod]

[Someone looks drunk, yeah. If just slightly.]

Have to keep going.

[Lucifel takes a seat and crosses his legs.]

What about you?

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick shifts himself sideways, draping himself over the back of his seat.]

Yeah? G-Good s-start, this. [He chuckles and takes a heavy swig.] C-Can't lie, I'm...f-feeling p-pretty good. Think we n-needed this.

[brbtalkingtogod]

That we did... the last month was hard.

[Now, to get at the topic he has wanted to speak about... And this will be hard for Lucifel because this is something he usually never does, because it's like admitting he was wrong.]

There are things that shouldn't have happened.

[It's a start.]

[bashfulshifter]

[He seems genuinely confused for a second, but soon his expression resolves into something more flippant.]

...T-Tell me a-about it. The T-Tower sh--shouldn't h-have h-happened. Th--That c-covers it, r-right?

[brbtalkingtogod]

Most of it, yes.

[Lucifel leans back in his seat, appearing calm unlike the last time they spoke.]

... I did not mean to get mad last time.

[There. He said it.]

[bashfulshifter]

[For the first time this evening, Rick feels somber. He leans back and has a good think.]

...But you d-did m-mean to, though. [That statement almost slides before Rick picks up on how it can be misinterpreted and he corrects himself.] --I-I w-would've b-been more a-alarmed if you w-w-weren't mad. I d-did a...r-really shitty thing, and you r-r-reacted to it r-reasonably. I c-can't b-blame you for that.

[brbtalkingtogod]

[Well, of course he couldn't blame him for getting mad, he had been mad for a good reason after all.]

I understand that curiosity can be a very tempting thing, even more so if it may help understanding this place.

But how do humans say? 'Curiosity killed the cat'.

[He's being serious. In a way.]

All I'm saying is that you should be more careful when you get curious next time. and also tell others to watch their actions.

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick's personal censor fails him and he scoffs, murmuring into his glass.]

...Yeah, l-literally... [Then in better humor: ] --T-Trust me, I--I've l-learned b-better, now.

[brbtalkingtogod]

That's good.

[There's another thing he wanted to talk to him about as well...]

I guess you spoke to Enoch already.

[bashfulshifter]

[SHRUG] Not t-tonight, no. I'll m-make s-sure I do.

[brbtalkingtogod]

I see.

[He had been hinting on something else but okay.]

[bashfulshifter]

[Don't worry, he'll catch on. Just a few more quiet sips of wine, then--]

--Oh!

[--there it is. Rick hastily lowers his glass and squints an apology.]

Ah, yeah. I m-mean, I...I th--think we i-ironed things out o-okay, when the...y'know. Sh--Shadows thing.

[brbtalkingtogod]

[Yeah, that Rick. He had seen you on that day.]

Have you?

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick could probably figure out the implications there, too, if he weren't so inebriated.]

...Eh? What...?

[brbtalkingtogod]

... Nothing.

[Yeah, better stop doing so and talk to him when he's less drunk.]

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick is pleased!]

--Oh, okay! If you s-say so.