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seasonsrpg2023-06-25 10:48 pm
darkdisgrace) wrote in seasonsrpg2023-06-25 10:48 pm
drown your sorrows for the day, raise your glasses to life
WHO: Everyone involved in Saya's player plot, various +1s, honestly Chuuya isn't taking attendance so go wild
WHAT: Drinking party
WHEN: Evening after the De-Hibernation plot
WHERE: A bar in nightwake city
WARNINGS: Alcohol use, aftermath of this plot with likely mentions of murder. Grief processing/murder processing/etc.
[So: Today sucked. Things didn't go to plan, Saya had died, and many of them were all various degrees of injured. Suffice to say, the mood is quite low for everyone, Chuuya included.
The thing is? When shit is bad like this, there's only one thing to do, in Chuuya's mind. So he'll go from person to person to find whoever's lingering at the research center to offer an invite out and then, just in case he can't find everyone:]
So yeah, that was a bit of a shitshow. I don't know about anyone else, but I could use a drink or five. Anyone else feeling the same can meet up at this bar, all drinks on me, and I do mean all.
Pretty sure Saya would appreciate a drink in her name, at least.
[And there's a location included in the post: a bar not too far from the research center, big enough and casual enough people can go to drown their sorrows... or toast to Saya's (future) recovery. Chuuya's certainly not going to tell people how to feel right now, but he knows how bitter failure and loss can feel, and he also knows it's a little easier to swallow with good company and good drink.
Chuuya himself can be found at the bar counter, with a glass of wine and a cigarette. He'll leave the raising of any toasts to people who knew her more intimately, he's content to just bankroll the drinking and support people in mutual comfort tonight.]
WHAT: Drinking party
WHEN: Evening after the De-Hibernation plot
WHERE: A bar in nightwake city
WARNINGS: Alcohol use, aftermath of this plot with likely mentions of murder. Grief processing/murder processing/etc.
[So: Today sucked. Things didn't go to plan, Saya had died, and many of them were all various degrees of injured. Suffice to say, the mood is quite low for everyone, Chuuya included.
The thing is? When shit is bad like this, there's only one thing to do, in Chuuya's mind. So he'll go from person to person to find whoever's lingering at the research center to offer an invite out and then, just in case he can't find everyone:]
So yeah, that was a bit of a shitshow. I don't know about anyone else, but I could use a drink or five. Anyone else feeling the same can meet up at this bar, all drinks on me, and I do mean all.
Pretty sure Saya would appreciate a drink in her name, at least.
[And there's a location included in the post: a bar not too far from the research center, big enough and casual enough people can go to drown their sorrows... or toast to Saya's (future) recovery. Chuuya's certainly not going to tell people how to feel right now, but he knows how bitter failure and loss can feel, and he also knows it's a little easier to swallow with good company and good drink.
Chuuya himself can be found at the bar counter, with a glass of wine and a cigarette. He'll leave the raising of any toasts to people who knew her more intimately, he's content to just bankroll the drinking and support people in mutual comfort tonight.]
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Hey. How is your arm? Are you feeling okay?
[There is no beer in Flynn's hand, on the contrary he has a glass of juice. Old habits die hard, truly. He settles near Chuuya and sighs as he looks around at the room, distracted for a moment.]
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[Chuuya is... okay. He's fairly used to death and murder, used to much worse injuries, and he wasn't nearly as close to Saya as many of them. It's part of why he'd taken on the job of this: Providing a space for people to grieve, to unwind.]
What about you? You looked like you were healin' a lot of people, and while I'm not quite familiar with how that stuff works, I know it's gotta be tiring.
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[He had been so busy, it probably does show on his face that he's a little more tired than usual.]
I'm glad that I could help you.