Can Any Of Us Even Get Drunk

[mikangirl]

Who: Space Bar staff and special guests
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Space Bar!
When: One fine night after closing

[The Space Bar staff made good use of the ever-replenishing alcohol supply at their last stop, and Nami and Remy got around to discussing the idea of testing various experimental mixes to come up with new additions for the menu.  I mean, add to that Nami hasn't made a decision which one of the applicants should take the main bar job, so clearly the best idea is to shove them all into one place and ply them with alcohol while they talk to each other and work it out after that.

No, it's a good idea.  Shut up.

...okay.  It may just be a good excuse for a party.  Sue her.]



((ooc: this is a mingle!  It's open to job applicants and regulars who hold their liquor and their plus ones.  If you think that might mean you, you're more than welcome here!))

Comments

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki bows slightly. ]

You're welcome.

[goldenglasses]

Thanks, but you also didn't answer my question.

[dothelokimotion]

I'm perceptive. It's not a power as much as it is a skill.

[goldenglasses]

Alright. Then if I'm not mortal, what do you think I am? [Color him curious.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki pauses, giving Vash his full attention. ]

Something far older and used to playing a fool to hide it.

[goldenglasses]

Ha! Shows what you know! I don't play a fool! I am a fool! [Spoken with nothing but pride.

[dothelokimotion]

[ Dryly. ]

I'm not sure that is a statement to be belted out with such joy.

[goldenglasses]

I don't see why not! Fools have more fun, don't they?

[dothelokimotion]

Only because they cannot see the forest for the trees.

[goldenglasses]

But if you're surrounded by trees how can you miss the forest? [He actually gets what Loki means, but now he's having fun.]

[dothelokimotion]

I refuse to explain it.

[goldenglasses]

Okay, then want to explain why you think I'm old? DO I HAVE WRINKLES!? [He pats at his faces as if he can feel and check for them.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki blinks. ]

Age isn't measured by wrinkles.

[goldenglasses]

IT ISN'T!? Then how could you tell?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki hesitates before replying. ]

It comes from the way you speak. Your cadence is light-hearted but it holds weight. And that only comes from experience.

I pay attention to the way people talk.

[goldenglasses]

Huh. Well, that is very perspective of you. [He'll have to change the way he talks maybe. Still he raises his glass out of respect.] Well, I won't tell a lie. You're probably correct.

Depending on people's definition of old around here. It seems to vary depending on who is asked.

[dothelokimotion]

[ A little bland. ]

I'm known for being perceptive.

How old?

[goldenglasses]

[There is a small pause as he considers answering or not. A quick swirl of what's left in his drink and then he finally answers.] A hundred and thirty six. How's that rank for you? Old or not old?

[dothelokimotion]

[ A pause. ]

Quite young, actually.

[goldenglasses]

I suppose a God has probably been around for a long time. Have you been around from the start of time or somethin'?

[dothelokimotion]

Not I.

A close approximation of my age would be over a thousand. More or less.

[goldenglasses]

Huh. Sounds like I'll have some catching up to do then, huh? Cheers! [Finishing off that drink.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ Hm. ]

Do you know how long you will live for?

[goldenglasses]

No idea. [He has been told the other non-independant plants power, and therefore their life, is nearly limitless. So long as they're used properly. The problem is thanks to the terrible conditions of his Planet they are usually being pushed to their limits instead of being treated properly. So it was really hard to say just how long one might live if given the chance to make it to an "old and natural" death.] But does anyone really know the answer to that?

I mean, besides Gods of course! Gods live forever, don't they?

[dothelokimotion]

[ Loki shakes his head. ]

Gods do not live forever.