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

[papillonmagique]

Heh, sounds like a good plan. And pray we do not get so drunk that we wander off and act like idiots.

[scentofmakai]

We could just have self-control.

[papillonmagique]

Self-control is all well and good when you are not someone who gets drunk after two bottles. [Aka Zoe is a massive lightweight.]

[scentofmakai]

Then maybe you should stop now?

[papillonmagique]

No way. I am going to keep going until I can at least stop thinking about what happened last month.

[scentofmakai]

That's dangerous to your health.

[papillonmagique]

I am more endurable than a human, I can take it.

[scentofmakai]

Dying of alcohol poisoning is so much less interesting than the other ways you could die.

[papillonmagique]

I can not really die anyway, and I swear I will not drink that much.

[scentofmakai]

Better keep your promise.

[papillonmagique]

... And why are you so concerned about me drinking too much?

[scentofmakai]

Isn't it unpleasant when anyone passes out druk?

[papillonmagique]

I would do that in my room, so no need to worry about that.

[scentofmakai]

Well, I'd worry anyway.

[papillonmagique]

Why? Despite how I look, I can take care of myself.

[scentofmakai]

I didn't say it was logical.

[papillonmagique]

[Blink, blink.] ... A demon worrying over an angel getting drunk. That is a first.

[scentofmakai]

Don't make a big deal out of it.

[papillonmagique]

Heh, I am not. You are the one who started to make a big deal out of me drinking.

[scentofmakai]

[Try not to sulk. Sulk. Sulk a lot.]

[papillonmagique]

[Zoe is pretty much laughing a lot now.] Come on, do not sulk. I was just joking~.

[scentofmakai]

I'm not sulking.

[papillonmagique]

Yes you were, I just saw you do it.

[scentofmakai]

You've been drinking too much already, you're seeing things.

[papillonmagique]

Oh dear, does this mean I should be worried about you fussing even more, then?