Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 9, 2063 || Tuesday

[kalikat]

[Dinner is served late in the mess hall because it's a grand banquet in honor of the Magistrate of Kibo. It's a pretty modest celebration, all things considered: the people at Kibo are invited, along with her family, any Searing Wind members who feel like dropping in from wherever they've been as of late, and a few friends among the other Keepers of the Vigil. That's about it.

Still, Kalika looks like she's having fun. Her husband and her children are, of course, all in attendance, together with her husband's familiars and the entire division of the Strays from Seigi. The food, mind you, is excellent, and there is more than enough booze.

You're welcome to come and go as you please. Kalika's easy like that.]


OOC Notes:
+ Will have some threads for NPCs of note, but just to give you a general idea: many members of the three blades are in attendance, along with pretty much anyone whom Kalika views as family. If you want to request for somebody, lemme know!
+ Debby and Noey: feel free to put your NPCs in here. =w=
+ Feel free to start your own threads too. Just specify if it's open to all, or if you're going to thread something out with a particular PC.

Comments

[thebrandybunch]

We're ALWAYS making it rain.

[Case in point: both of them are now drinking, like. Half of their very big bottles of sake.]

[bladeweaver]

Haha, I misspoke, then. I guess making it rain is a state of mind!

[Taning probably shouldn't try and ape their alcohol intake. Probably.

But he's trying to anyway. Because dead men don't get drunk, right? Right?]

[thebrandybunch]

[THEY MOST DEFINITELY CAN. THAT IS WHY THESE TWO APPROVE.]

Yah. I mean, some guys don't find fighting fun at all.

[That is Saxon. He will never understand it. 8T]

[bladeweaver]

[Welp. That means he's gonna get drunk, then~]

Some people do have softer sensibilities, I guess...

[thebrandybunch]

Softer is so BORING!

[Both of them think this, of course.

Of course.]

[bladeweaver]

[His keeping up with you guys' drinking is getting him pleasantly tipsy by now.]

I... think I agree, actually!

[thebrandybunch]

Just 'think'?

[Although you won't be able to tell the difference (especially now), that is Breton talking with a lifted eyebrow and a smirk. Saxon is... drinking more. Yep.]

[bladeweaver]

Well, yes? I don't know if it is, really. I believe it is, at least.

[Sipping at his drink with a "welp" look on his face.]

[thebrandybunch]

Believing's enough, in my opinion.

[Breton.]

And mine! Kinda!

[There's Saxon.]

[bladeweaver]

[Oh whew.

Also, is the more thoughtful one Saxon, or Breton? Because he can almost tell them apart now. If they start acting out of type again he'll get totally messed up again, though.]

I'm glad for that, then! [Offers a toast.] To violence?

[thebrandybunch]

And us Thrones!

[EAGERLY TOASTING TO THAT.]

Since you're a comrade anyway.

[:D]

[bladeweaver]

[It's heartening to hear them say that, for him. The Brands aren't about dissimulation, which, to be sure, he thinks they're capable of, but probably not about this kind of thing.

He does, though, view it as an implicit challenge. One he wants to live up to. He can be an asset to the Thrones; he knows this, they know this. What he wants is to deserve being family.

He'll just nod and smile and down his drink to that. Which makes him dizzy, of course.]

[thebrandybunch]

[On this end, the Brands are just getting started.

...Not that they can ever get drunk, anyway. It takes a very, very, VERY long time.]

So. Have you met Alyssandra yet?