second spell ☠ video & action

[fantachetic]

Who: Dorian Pavus & You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Malum
When: post-shuffle

[ It's been quite a while since Dorian made a public broadcast, but all things considered, someone should do it, and why not him? He's nice to look at, has a way with words, and in a thoroughly bad mood. Still, no one would be able to tell with that public mask he has.

The feed opens up on a booth at Malum, A close-up of Dorian and his glass of wine. ]

For those of you who have somehow not noticed, a great number of our own have left this cold, dismal place that has yet to reward us for their invasive and cruel treatment of us. [ An elegant eyebrow raises and his mouth draws into a line. ]

The most appalling is their lack of proper spirits, however, this will have to do. The very least we deserve is a decent meal and a proper, stiff drink- perhaps twenty. It is an insignificantly small mercy that the ones who are no longer with us don't have to suffer the Atroma and their churlish silent treatment.

Comments

[passingthrough]

I like how you propose it like a choice. Maybe I'll take up a hobby or go be an alcoholic. It does seem like the sobering up is the problem though. Your problems are all still there waiting for you so maybe the trick is to stay drunk the whole time. [Is this what a bartender should be saying even in jest? It's a good thing this place was never that professional.]

[fantachetic]

It's always a choice, whether it is a conscious one or not.

[ He waves a hand idly. ]

By that time, you are either ready for another bottle or to deal with the problem head on.. Or you can simply use it as a vessel to push everything into a dark precipice and move on with your life.

[passingthrough]

At least two of those sound deeply unhealthy and more my speed. [Especially that last one though she's toyed with the first. And if she's a little more forgiving she's faced plenty of things head on too. She's getting better at it.]

[fantachetic]

I can assure you my motives are quite transparent, though I do enjoy drinking for the sake of it for the most part. [ He offers a bit of silence as he takes another drink before quirking an eyebrow. ] However, sometimes one needs to get horrendously shitfaced in order to make the world make sense again.

[passingthrough]

Are you trying to tell me that there was a point where the world actually made sense or just that if you drink enough it seems like it does?

[fantachetic]

As much sense as it did before, naturally.

[passingthrough]

Oh, well, that much sense isn't a lot of sense. At least I never thought so. Or I haven't for a long time anyway.

[fantachetic]

Hence the drinking.

[passingthrough]

Hence indeed. [She grabs a glass to pour something for herself, but it's just lemonade or what passes for it.]

Was it someone specific? [She did hear part of what he was saying after all.]

[fantachetic]

Isn't it always?

[passingthrough]

I suppose it is. [Not that the general build up of disappearances can't get to a person. They can. They have. But the ones that really hit hard are usually someone meaningful to you.]

I'm sorry.

[fantachetic]

I am certain I will get over my own self-pity.

[passingthrough]

Well, I never have, and I think it just makes me more charming.

[fantachetic]

As charming as you are, I'm afraid it wouldn't hold the same flair for me.

[passingthrough]

It can be an acquired taste. Still, people make an impact and that doesn't go away just because you're gone. Give yourself a break for not being over it.

[fantachetic]

Silly to be this upset over a revolving door of faces, isn't it? It's not as if we were together. [ Because as much as he loves Leilani, sorry no. ]

[passingthrough]

Silly maybe. But I'd say it's human except I'm not human and I have no idea if you are. Language is limited that way. It's understandable.