PC: Gideon

[hardrocklife]

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[cavaliered]

[she gives him a thumbs up. with her... fucked up hand, so the one that has three fingers.]

Peachy. You?

[hardrocklife]

Better than you, I assume.

[He goes ahead and pours that beer.]

What happened to the two of you yesterday?

[Did you have a magical girl adventure???]

[cavaliered]

[the first part makes her laugh.]

Some snot creature told us to learn magic to save a princess and lo and behold, that all went to shit. [she says dryly. so yeah, a little bit.

a tiny orange fairy peeks at zelgadis from behind the counter.]

[hardrocklife]

[he stares back at the fairy.]

... And that came with you?

[cavaliered]

[it waves at him furiously.]

It was a reward for one of the trials. It... doesn't do anything. [she seems bemused.]

[hardrocklife]

[he blinks at it.]

I see...

What kind of trials were there?

[And while he's still got his hands on the beer tap--] You want one?

[cavaliered]

Yeah.

[maybe if she's drunk she will Hurt Less.]

Anyway. Stupid shit. We baked a cake. Waters took an octopus on a date.

[hardrocklife]

An... octopus?

[He slides her a cup of beer.


And for good measure, he pours some into a little shot glass and puts it out for the fairy. Can it drink? Unknown. Should it drink? Also unknown.]

[cavaliered]

[ABSOLUTELY please make the fairy drink. it chirps, and sticks its hand in the glass and just starts licking the beer off its fingers. okay.

gideon takes the beer, and gives him a flat look.]

Yeah. I had the same reaction.

[hardrocklife]

[Hm. Well, at least the fairy seems to be enjoying itself.]

You guys ended up pretty messed up, for how absurd that all sounds...

[cavaliered]

[a pause.]

There was fighting, too, but it's not important. It's the typical horseshit, using your friends against you. If I never see a huge fucking skeleton again in my life it'd be great.

[hardrocklife]

Typical, huh...

[Taking a thoughtful sip of his beer...]

Guess so.

... There really have been a lot with skeletons, too...

[cavaliered]

We're in hell, so I guess that tracks. [...] Did yours have skeletons?

[hardrocklife]

Yeah... Most of them, the normal kind.

[a beat, and then he considers that maybe that could use some clarification:] They stayed dead.

[cavaliered]

Is that the normal kind?

[hardrocklife]

[he nods.]

Very normal.

[cavaliered]

Hm.

[anyway. she takes a drink of beer, and then immediately makes a face.]

[hardrocklife]

[looking at her face.]

What?

[cavaliered]

It's gross. [she still doesn't like the taste of beer, like a baby.]

[hardrocklife]

[oh. well.]

Didn't realize you were picky about your drinks.

[cavaliered]

Wow, judgy much? [she's just being a brat, now.]