Raise a Glass [OPEN]

[lordshield]

Who: The XV Cast and You!
When: June 6th
Where: Curti Center, Jiminy's Juicery (bar)
What: After saving innocents from the Dream Width, some people just need a drink.
Warnings/Notes: Alcohol consumption, possible violence, whatever people do in bars.

Their first foray into the search and rescue business in the Dream Width had been intense, to say the least. Stressful, heartbreaking, exhausting, and enlightening were other words some might use to describe the experience. After a night of rest and a day to somewhat sort things and people out, the next evening brings about a mighty need to head to the local tavern. Some drink to forget, some drink to remember, some drink to relax. There are even representatives of the Bard's Guild providing live music. You can try to make a request, but chances are they don't know your foreign songs.

Maybe you were invited by one of the excitable young men from Lucis, or maybe you came on your own. There's enough room in the bar for quite a few people, so long as they're of age. Sit right at the bar, or pull up chairs around a table, the choice is yours.

[OoC: Make your own toplevel or tag around. Please put content warnings as necessary. Have fun!]

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[spaceforged]

“That’s exactly what happened. We were going to ask the village for information and it attacked. I don’t blame it either. It was doing its job.” He sighs. “So the village always has this feast. It was massive. A yearly feast to feed their guardian. The guardian itself...even after it fed on the feast depending on how it liked it...it ate some of the villagers too. That was incentive each year to get the feast right. But I don’t think that was always the case.”

Shiro tips his head slightly to the side in thought. His words come out slow and measured. Even drunk he still thinks too much. “I think it was just a celebration then the massive bipedal, made of tentacles beast attacked. It smelled the feast and came running. Thus they needed the guardian. ...we didn’t know this at the time but Hunk figured it out when we were fighting it.”

He shakes his head and looks at Ignis. “Have you seen the red wings that jut up over housing? Or what they’re connected to?” It’s likely hard not to see it. The Black Lion is massive and parked right by B - 02.

[regalblaze]

Ignis didn't know what to say to that. A guardian that eats its own villagers? It sounds awfully familiar somehow... He brushes off that uneasy, familiar feeling and tries to focus on the rest of the story.

"It would seem that saying 'best way to reach someone is through their stomach' isn't just for laughs," Ignis clicks his tongue. In the end, everything comes to basic survival.

"Mm, I have noticed. It makes quite a shade for the neighborhood." Sorry Shiro but yes, he just made a joke about your flying lion. "I speculated it might be your spaceship but I didn't get a chance to ask."

[spaceforged]

He can't help but flush in slight embarrassment. He sigh. "...sorry about that. I couldn't think of anywhere else to put it that would be close and safe." Shiro looks aside and coughs. "The Black Lion isn't our spaceship. It's a combat fighter. But with Hunk's direction, we used the body of the former guardian to...make a giant soup. The beast ate it and passed out. Black and I were bait at the time to keep it busy."

He shoves his bangs aside. "So now they use the feast to keep it at bay. We got our lead and left."

[regalblaze]

"It is alright. I believe that Noct really enjoys the shade it makes in the morning. It takes additional ten minutes to get him out of bed because he thinks it's still dark outside."

A giant soup. A giant soup made in a combat fighter. Ignis can't lie- that sounds pretty cool. "Is it edible? The soup? For people? I'm just curious."

[spaceforged]

"...I have no idea. We didn't try it. We made it with our Lions and once things were alright, we left. We were in a hurry." He looks up at the ceiling, really puzzled. He's way too drunk to even guess at if that would have worked.

"My recollections are really getting fuzzy I think I'm too drunk." He has that much awareness. Wait. He blinks. "Is Noctis hard to wake up in the morning?"

[regalblaze]

"What kind of cooks you are if you don't try the food you prepare? Even a lick would've sufficed. Ah, well," Ignis shrugs.

The question makes Ignis smile at first and then chuckle lightly, "These last few months, it has been easier to wake him up. But before- waking up Adamantiose was easier," Ignis says so casually, drunkenly expecting Shiro to know what Adamantiose is.

[spaceforged]

He gives his best puzzled stare. “A what?” It sounds like some kind of turtle. He isn’t sure though. Their world is weird and has smelly birds instead of horses. “I don’t know what that is.” He shrugs, adding lightly. “I’m not a cook of any kind. It’s actually better for everyone I stay out of the kitchen.”

He doesn’t sound miffed. He frankly could care less what people think of that. “But I think from how the Abomination made of tentacles passed out after eating it. Better we didn’t try that soup.”

[regalblaze]

"Adamantoise. An ancient turtle that was asleep for over thousands of years. Currently carrying a mountain on its back." Ignis takes a sip of water that bartender placed in front of him. His throat is parched. "Said to be born at the dawn of time itself. It was considered to be a myth."

"Until recently, of course," he grouses, leaning chin on the palm of his hand. "Somehow everything happens when we are around." A small pause. "A turtle soup sounds good." Shiro mentioned soup so Ignis' brain latched on it as well.

[spaceforged]

Thousands of years. He tries to wrap his head around that and the sheer mass involved in carrying a mountain. Even sober he'd have been doing the math for more than a minute. "It is a little weird how everything seems to happen just when you show up, doesn't it? It's like that for us too. Maybe that's a constant in every universe. Its defenders have to deal with problems?" He sounds skeptical.

"Or maybe I'm too drunk to even get philosophical. It certainly feels a bit tiring how often things go to shit. But we see more than anyone else ever has." But from the look on his face...he has to wonder at the cost to that.

[regalblaze]

Ignis chuckles:"This defender would like one night of calm sleep. Maybe someone to make him breakfast and coffee. Take a day off... but I suppose when you're defending the entire star, you can't take a day off huh?"

They both are too drunk to get too deep into this. Ignis is basically just throwing out the first thing that comes to his mind. "Hmmm... I'd like the world to pause for a moment. Wouldn't that be great?"

[spaceforged]

He can’t help it. He laughs and it comes out faintly bitter. “Oh, that would be amazing. Just five maybe ten minutes of a pause on everything?” Ten minutes to breathe. To process. To do something other than constantly move. He wouldn’t exchange this life for anything. Being a Paladin is fulfilling and gives him purpose.

“This place feels like that pause. Well,” He takes a swig of water and starts at the ice in the glass. “It did...But there’s more to do.” Again. He shakes his head and grins but it looks tired. “Can’t even take a day off saving the universe either. Not unless you literally can’t do anything else. But sometimes you do have to step away for a while. Take a mental break.” No matter how frustrating something is.

“Can’t always do that. But imagining it helps a little, right?”