pub crawl o'clock

[airily]

Who: Zaveid and the fleet!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: On the Iskaulit
When: Right now!

So.

Who wants a drink?

[ Someone is not very happy about the things he's remembering, no sir. As always, resonance permissions are here! ]

Comments

[airily]

[ See, he's a good man! He does his best, settling down and closing his eyes. ]

See. Nothing with alcohol.

[searingedgelord]

[She wrinkles her nose a little bit because the fizziness tickles a bit, but that's the point, so she's not actually mad about it.]

Yeah, not bad.

[airily]

[ That is the point. At least she's drinking. ]

How're you doin', Velvet?

[searingedgelord]

About as well as you'd expect.

[Which is to say she doesn't really like people stomping around in her head, thanks.]

You?

[airily]

How do you think?

[ He's sitting alone and drinking, Velvet. ]

At least I've got beautiful company now...

[searingedgelord]

[She gives him a look and then shrugs.]

Yeah, you're pretty lucky. I'm stuck with an old man.

[airily]

Aww, jeez, Velvet... Be nice!

[searingedgelord]

I am being nice.

[Also if she were actually nice in the traditional sense he'd probably think something was wrong with her or something.]

[airily]

I don't wanna remember what you being mean is like.

[ It would probably involve her eating him or something. ]

[searingedgelord]

That's probably true.

[She's not going to deny it. However, something does occur to her.]

Shouldn't you have a thicker skin after spending so much time with Edna?

[airily]

I don't bruise as easily, sure.

[ He shakes his head, leaning back. ]

Besides, she never means it. Not really. Most of the time.

[searingedgelord]

[She takes another sip of her drink, raising an eyebrow.]

That so?

[airily]

Her bark is worse than her bite. [ He rubs his head, though. ] Even if she can hurt...

[searingedgelord]

Just to prove to you how nice I am, I won't tell her you said that.

[Wouldn't want to give her any ideas, right.]

[airily]

Thanks. [ He's not rolling his eyes, shush. ] She'll hunt me down, y'know.

[searingedgelord]

Yeah. I guess it runs in the family.

[Because yeah she remembers Eizen chasing after him all the time. It wasn't really that long ago for her, to be honest.]

[airily]

If it's not one it's the other, huh? [ They're both...

Terrifying... ]

[searingedgelord]

[Zaveid seems to like a lot of terrifying people.]

Seems that way.

[airily]

[ It's not his fault they're stupidly hot. ]

At least you can distract Eizen with dumb vases...

[searingedgelord]

[This is a really specific type.]

Yeah, Edna isn't a nerd.

[airily]

[ He snorts, taking another drink. How did they get back to this dangerous topic again... Totally his fault. ]

I guess that skipped her, right...

[searingedgelord]

[Yeah, it pretty much is. Good job, Zaveid.]

Yeah. She seems to have her own set of interests.

[Which seems to include beating people with an umbrella, but that's fine. No judgement.]

[airily]

Like beating me up, right? I swear she doesn't hit the others as hard as she hits me!

[ Mostly because they don't deserve it like he does. ]

[searingedgelord]

You're a big boy. You can take it.

[airily]

Can I? [ Zaveid leans back, huffing quietly. ] I dunno, a man can only take so much...