You Guys Had A Rough Month(s), Time To Drink

[unheiring]

Who: Anyone and everyone.
What: It’s a bar log, throw your characters on here.
When: After the Arbor has gone away but before the snakes come to play.
Where: The Watchtower Bar
Warnings: Alcohol, per usual.


Well, it’s been a long few months. A lot of you have died. Some of you probably repeatedly. But there’s good news to be had. The bar is still open, and between Luca and his spirit companion, there’s plenty of hands to pass everything around. In fact, Luca actually seems to be encouraging it. Anyone found to be in a state of melancholy is encouraged to stop by.

It isn’t just alcohol, mind you. Anyone in need of a hot meal will find one waiting for them on the hearth. Rather than stew, he’s serving something else this month. And of course, there is the usual assortment of cheeses to go around.

He’s also set up something special. All of the tables are more pushed to the side than usual, leaving a fair bit of room at the center of the room. Set up nearby are the records he’d received for the holiday, playing some more lively tunes. Need a dance? You’ll have one. Just mind the hearth, he can’t exactly move that.

Luca, of course, will put it best. “Come and revel. The months have been long and cold, and we know not what tomorrow brings.”

Comments

[aneikonic]

[ Good, excellent, there they are. After the round of chess with Luca, Clive will b-line right to Kiera. Place his hands on the table to lean down to speak quietly with them. ]

May I have a moment of your time?

[cryopathy]

[oh, clive, sweetheart, don't think they didn't see you go upstairs with luca, come down "inconspicuously" at different times, then join him for chess looking flustered.

their smile is as sweet as honey, though.]

Well, you can certainly loom over me for as long as you want, big guy. [she thinks she deserves to fuck with him just a little. as a treat.]

[aneikonic]

[ He didn't look FLUSTERED!

He thinks??

He blinks to the looming thing, opens his mouth to apologize, then huff as realization sets in. He moves to sit himself down instead, trying not to be flustered. Again.

Also keeps his voice low so Luca can't hear. ]

Can I ask you some questions?

[cryopathy]

[if kiera's eyes wander over to luca, it's only to make sure he isn't staring. and if he is -- she'll mouth very clearly, i'll kill you. then turn that easy smile back to clive.]

Of course.

[aneikonic]

[ Their dynamic always bemuses him still. Especially considering what he knows now. But he inclines his head in thanks. The first question then, and sorry it's blunt. ]

Would you be willing to aid me in courting Luca?

[cryopathy]

[well, isn't that straightforward? enough so that it makes kiera actually choke once on their drink, in laughter.]

Phoenix feathers, you're earnest. [kiera knew it. this is exactly why they backed off. what a sap! he's horrible for her, and perfect for luca.]

What would you like to know?

[aneikonic]

[ The choke makes him reach out briefly in startlement to pat their shoulder, but at least it's laughter and he rolls his eyes good-naturedly to it.

He will let them tease because... there it is. He smiles softly, in thanks. ]

We've only barely begun to learn about one another, but I would like to learn some things on the sly to surprise him. Is he particular to any sort of flower?

[cryopathy]

I certainly hope you're ready for him to harass your brother much the same.

[don't worry, clive. they don't appear harassed whatsoever.]

He's fond of dandelions -- the first indicators of spring, more like than not. If you're able to procure rarer specimens, bird of paradise is a good bet. And no, I'm not being facetious.

[aneikonic]

I daresay he's going to enjoy it.

[ Good, because he's got so much to ask-

Dandelions, bird of paradise. None of those sound like flowers to him but he'll accept it. Notes it in his mind, nods. ]

Any sort of favorite animal?

[ If it's Bird... ]

[cryopathy]

He likes horses well enough, but his very favorite animal is his Renovan hawk. Have you had the pleasure of meeting Polaris? She's quite fond of mice, you know. Luca usually keeps one or two in his pocket for her.

[aneikonic]

A ha- ah, the Stolas like creature in his chambers?

[ Clive nods a little. So... bird. It makes him smile a little, but he's already planning. He planned on bringing Ambrosia in, so it would certainly be a good opportunity to introduce them. ]

And color?

[cryopathy]

Sure, that's probably right. [whatever stolases are, so long as clive isn't talking about zahliya or something. she trusts his judgment!

she thinks for a moment, brows furrowing...]

Gold, I should think. [she takes a long sip of her drink, polishing it off. when she looks back at clive, her face is stern.] Do not, under any circumstances, present him with things of a color too similar to his hair.

[aneikonic]

[ Gold, hawks (stolas?), and flowers he doesn't know but he can look up. The warning makes him pause and not solemnly. ]

Nothing to remind him of the phoenix?

[ He assumes and he can most certainly do that, though now he wonders how Luca's Phoenix looks if hawks/stolas' are his favorite animals. Other than horses. ]

Thank you, Kiera, I think this should be enough for now. I appreciate it.

[cryopathy]

The feathers are fine. It's the hair. [she doesn't offer any more detail, but her tone remains steely.

at least until he eases off. then they, too, relax once more.]

You should also know that he's partial to apple pie.

[aneikonic]

[ Got it. Gold, hawks, flowers, apple pie. He nods, adding that last bit to his mental list, then reaches out to take their hand and squeeze it.

His eyes crinkle a little in a soft smile. ]

Anything else I should beware of?

[cryopathy]

[kiera is, unsurprisingly, not accustomed to physical affection. it makes their breath catch once more, but they easily disguise it as the hiccup of a drunkard.]

Hm... No, I shouldn't think so. I'll spare you the "if you hurt him" speech -- I can imagine you already understand, given your respect for your own brother.

[aneikonic]

Aha, I do. Yet if it makes you feel better, you most certainly can. Thank you, Kiera.

[ And if they thinks they're not going to get a gift of their own in return, they're sorely mistaken. Clive will figure out something Kiera likes and surprise them. ]

Let me buy you a round.

[ No this isn't the gift. ]

[cryopathy]

[thank the beasts he offers, because they were getting ready to demand it. debts should be repaid, and all!]

Ah, a true gentleman! You needn't offer twice.

[aneikonic]

[ That makes him laugh and he gets up. When he comes back, he'll have another round for them, and one for himself, and he'll sit back down.

Then raise his glass. ]

To you.