Party time? Party time.

[clearasmud]

[ Enough of this. Enough Tuesdays being total crap, enough of everything sucking. The Conductor had given them a bar stocked with alcohol, they practically had a responsibility to use it to the fullest. For their own satisfaction and to pour one out, as it were, if not literally because that would be disgusting indoors.

Under most doors, a scribbled note is being slipped: ]

We've got a bar, let's use it. Even if it's just for tonight, we deserve a break! Will start 8PM. Many drinks! Don't come if you think you're too young!!

[ ...That was kind of a lot to write out over and over again, but hopefully it'd be worth it. ]

[ ooc: treat this like you would a trial or resistance meeting, by which I mean go forth and threadjack all over. ]

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[clearasmud]

[ Youko will show up early and leave late, like a good host should! ...Not that the others will necessarily know it's her, given she completely forgot to sign her name on any of the notes. 'Oops' was a little preemptive, though - maybe it was better this way! It definitely made her harder to complain to. She'd do her best to ensure complaints wouldn't happen, however. Youko picked the seat at the bar she could see the most from, all the better to watch how everyone was doing. And all the easier to goad them on.

She'll be moving around the room a lot for that same reason, asking anyone who doesn't look like they're having enough fun one very important question: ]

Hey! What's your favorite drinking game?

[ Much later in the evening, Youko will have retreated to one of the tables away from the bar. She's not drunk--! just reeeeeally tipsy. She needed to find out how much alcohol her human form turned ordinary could take, you know? ]

[decrees]

[Unsurprisingly, Logan immediately seeks Youko out once he arrives. He doesn't drink much, but the past few nights have really helped with getting to sleep, so of course he wasn't going to turn this down.]

Good evening. How are you doing?

[Another week, another incentive. At least this one isn't quite as bad.]

[clearasmud]

Logan!

[ Oh, her favorite person showed up! And of his own volition! Youko is pleased as punch and she looks it. Enjoy the bright, genuine smile, Sovereign. ]

I'm so glad you came. I would have missed you if you hadn't.

[ The bar was fine for drinking alone, but a table would be much comfier and cozier. With that in mind, Youko hops off her stool, heels hitting the floor. ]

What's your favorite drink? Let's take some and this sake and move to a table. Hey, do they have sake in Albion?

[ This isn't CROQUETTES 2.0, but she does look pretty excited about the possibility of getting to introduce him to the drink. ]

[decrees]

Sake? I've never heard of it.

[He'll follow, of course! The table is certainly more comfortable than the bar and once he's settled he props an elbow on the table, leaning his chin against his hand.]

I don't usually drink, but I've found it's nearly impossible for me to sleep lately, so...

[he's making up for lost time]

[clearasmud]

Then I finally get to unite you with it? Wonderful!

[ She's like a '6' when ideally she should be a '4' in terms of energy here, but hey! Graceside could do with more excess cheer!

...Logan's reveal doesn't get a response any sensible person would have hoped for, however. ]

What?! [ Status: internally wailing. ] That's such a good idea! I can't believe I didn't think of it the moment we got the bar!

[ ...yeah. ]

[decrees]

Normally that wouldn't be my first thought, but I've been getting even less sleep than usual.

[He actually got a couple of hours on Sunday! ...That was all he could manage and that wasn't going to work.]

It's certainly been... interesting.

[Dear god, he's a mess.]

[clearasmud]

[ Yeahhhh, she's not seeing the problem here. Logan is finally getting some proper sleep. What could be bad about that? ]

Hmm~ Would you be opposed to my joining you from time to time? I know it's just to sleep, but we could have so much fun! And goodness knows we need more of that.

[decrees]

I don't see why not. It's probably best to have someone else there.

[Mostly because it will make them less appealing targets, even if they do go past their limits.]

[heymcfly]

[ Allow Marry to join you later in the evening.

He looks like a good kid, sure. But by god if he's gonna sneak a beer or two (or three, or four...) because shit, if you're in a place where you're watching people die every week, why not? He might not be around the next day, so he's going to get shitfaced while he can. It was kind of hard to sneak the booze without Barkeep noticing, but it was possible.

Marty takes a seat next to her, eyes half lidded. It is way too obvious he's going to be sick next morning. ]

Howzit goin'?

[clearasmud]

[ Exactly. It's silly to let kids join the army before they can buy a drink to drown their sorrows in! Or something. ]

Wonderfully! And yourself?

[oftheland]

[...he was tactically not looking like he was having enough fun just to get that question.]

Ahhh, Never Have I Ever is a classic. Do you know that one?

[clearasmud]

No, but I would definitely love to learn!

[ Youko gets ENTHUSIASTIC after a couple of drinks, surprise ]

[oftheland]

Oh, well, it's most fun in a group, but basically, you take turns saying things that you've personally never done. If other people in the group have done that thing, then they take a drink, and if they haven't, they don't.

[clearasmud]

Oh! That does sound fun! If nobody else wants to join in, can you and I still play?

[oftheland]

Oh, well, of course. I'm sure there are enough unique experiences between us that we'll be able to have fun with it, right?

[heymcfly]

[ did somebody say BAR?

Marty loved the idea of a bat party. Not because he had a chance to get some free beer (although that was a big part of it), but because it was a break. People were dying, others were killed right in front of him, Jesus. There was enough mental scaring to last a lifetime. The opportunity to relax for once wasn't something he was about to pass up. Too bad he didn't have a guitar or something, else he would play some stuff.

He walks on into the bar and reaches for a fridge, helping himself to a beer. Age be damned! ]

[announcemyvictory]

You're far too young for this, aren't you?

[heymcfly]

What, me? No, no!

[ pauuuuuuse] If I lived in Italy this would be perfectly legal. Right?

[forcegalactic]

But this ain't Earth Italy nor Space Italy. I'm not lettin' ya break any laws.

[Yoink. He's going to take the bottle out of your hand, Marty.]

[clearasmud]

If he's here, it's fine. You saw the note - "Don't come if you think you're too young".

We all have different laws to begin with, so anything else is just silly.

[forcegalactic]

[Well, dang. Youko thought out the wording of her rules well.]

But anyone younger than him, I'm barring a alcohol. There's a reason why these kinda laws exist in the first place, and that is to keep the young folks safe.

[heymcfly]

What if I told ya I'm mentally 21. Would that count? [ innocent smile! ]

[forcegalactic]

Well, your profile lists your physical age as 17, which ain't near 21 at all, which is what the legal drinkin' age on Mars is. And don't tell me that time travel changes anythin', because it don't!

Look, I'll make you some carbonated drinks and alcohol-free cocktails. Don't you start this habit early!

[announcemyvictory]

Honestly, some people... Does mental age even really exist?

[heymcfly]

Sure it does...!

Somewhere.

[ninehundredlives]

[Susan isn't admittedly very interested in socializing right now, but alcohol sounds like it might help with things. Anyway, she thinks it's best to turn up at these things. No matter how she's feeling, it's best to know what's going on with everyone else in the group. Her life might depend on it.

That...is an odd thought sometimes, but she doesn't want to die like this.

She spends most of the night lingering off to the side of the gathering with a glass of wine. She even got a bottle so she wouldn't have to run up to the bar whenever she needed a refill - though she isn't going to get drunk. That's just a bad idea.]

[midnightsea]

[Even if drinking would affect him at all (and it wouldn't) Dio didn't care for it in the slightest. From the look of the half-formed scowl on his face, he seemed to have a distaste for the very concept.]

[But it was night, he was awake, and this place was just boring when he was left to his own devices. Actually writing in the journal currently hidden in his jacket only took up so much time, and so Dio decided he'd at least spend a few minutes there.]

[Who knew? Maybe he'd get lucky and Rick would get drunk enough that no one would care if he punched him.]

[rickdiculous]

Oh, there's - there's. You fucks are here.

[So, he's gonna leave with a generic cup in his hand, still filled to the brim with some sort of alcoholic beverage. This might be the first time anybody's actually seen him leaving the bar this week.]

F-fuck this shit, I'm out.

[heymcfly]

Aw c'mon, man. You're no fun.

[ he grins a sloppy smile. ] Stay for a bit wouldja?

[forcegalactic]

Did you just pour the first bottle you saw into the first cup you grabbed?

[The sheer lack of care put into Rick's drink is infuriating. Oh my god, you do not do things like that!]