A night of feasting and dancing

[geartopia]

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Who: Everyone (guests and non-guests alike)
Where: Geartopia
Summary: Party at the Thirsty Mare Tavern for booze and dancing and everyone's invited!
Warnings: Cowboys and Gears and Parties and Booze but mostly Booze
EVENT INFO: Read about it here if you're a new comer!

With the issue still unresolved as the days passed by, the Visitors and the Guests of Geartopia were reaching a peak as more of them appeared from the time rifts. Morale could plummet, but the mayoress would never allow that.

Thankfully, the city itself was hospitable and welcoming to all. The villagers that composed it were a colorful cast, after all. Perhaps drowning your sorrows in booze and a night of dancing would be helpful. Don't worry about the kids... well, there aren't any age limits here after all (...wait...)!

The Thirsty Mare was a large building that could hold the entire town if it needed to do so. Carved out of wood from the nearby forest with the permission of the Ancient Spirits, it rose above Geartopia like a protective beacon. It was a new building as well, no older than ten years, thus new even to the heroes who had come here before. A symbol of the growing economy and peace all around them, it was half town hall, half tavern.

At night? Definitely a tavern.

Cages of fireflies are hung up in the air, as pieces of moss and leaves are strung decoratively against the large heavy trees forming the building's skeleton. Lighting is provided with gas lamps hung around and a gigantic crystal chandelier in the middle.

To the left, a bar seats a few patrons who get tired of dancing, serving drinks for all. Don't worry; it's on the house tonight. At the far off of the hall, a giant table had been prepped with food: entire turkeys, beans (everyone loves beans here, it's quite magical), rye bread, corn, apple pie and sugar pie.

And the alcohol is definitely felt tonight, as the musicians (two wolves and what looks like a bear) settle in and begin playing. Most serious work could be held off until tomorrow, after all.

For now, have some fun! Try not to get drunk too much, the Cactus Juice here is pretty potent...

Comments

[bondsofsuffering]

Hmm... I suppose it is. He died before I started forming many solid memories, so seeing him like this was surprising.

[Except that's not what Ayumu's asking.]

[melodyoflogic]

[No, it's not, but he isn't going to push it.]

My brother and I are the same. People always comment on how much we look alike. It got annoying fast.

[bondsofsuffering]

It's a little scary how strong blood ties can run, isn't it?

[And so he finishes off his meal with a little less energy than usual.]

[melodyoflogic]

[He nods, continuing to eat in silence for a few moments.]

The pie is good.

[bondsofsuffering]

[And back to the smiles!]

Everything here seems better than that first saloon, huh?

[melodyoflogic]

The food is better than I expected it to be.

[He scoops up the last piece of pie, taking a bite and chewing thoughtfully for a while with a pensive look.

There were complications, of course, but.... there were only benefits to gaining more time, if everything he'd heard was true.]

Hey. The way you got here from Hinoto-Ri.....

[bondsofsuffering]

Hm? What about it?

[melodyoflogic]

You're going to be returning the same way, right?

[He places the fork down, leaning back in his chair slightly to look at Hizumi squarely and mentally noting the way his shoulder pulled unpleasantly. Still stiff, but he shouldn't need the crutch soon....]

Think a hitchhiker could get through?

[He doesn't elaborate, waiting for Hizumi's reaction. Sure, it sounded like another mess over there, but it didn't sound like it outweighed the benefits of extra time. Time to consider.... time to find solutions.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[There's only a slight pause on Hizumi's end.

In a way, this could be considered welcoming death into your home, couldn't it? After all, displaced as he may have been, Hinoto-Ri was a place in which he could move about freely and, on occasion, leave his worries about his cursed genetics behind for a short while. And yet...

And yet...]

[bondsofsuffering]

[He can't think of anything he could have wanted more.

The smile he gives Ayumu this time is definitely more genuine than before.]

I don't see why that would be an issue. There's no special requirement for being able to pass through the gate as far as I can tell.

Thinking of tagging along?

[melodyoflogic]

Yeah.

[He had some ideas forming. Not even ideas, really. But possibilities?

Maybe.] I don't see a reason why not.

[That Hizumi seemed happy about this was questionable in it's own right, but that was a subject he could broach another time. He had an idea of why already.] Hope you don't mind.

[bondsofsuffering]

Well, like I said, I've mostly been killing time there. Having someone around who understands--

It's kind of a relief.

[And he's being completely honest, here. Ayumu should understand it just as well--

The fact that in all of their world, only Hizumi could fully understand Ayumu, just as Ayumu could only fully understand Hizumi.]

[melodyoflogic]

[He smiles a bit. He was starting to get that, just a little. They thought on a similar wavelength, didn't they?

His earlier desire to solve the problems of both the Blade Children and Hizumi hadn't changed, even if the situation had. And because of that, this place was a boon. It would buy him time.... and maybe more options.]

I'll try my best not to disappoint.

[As long as he could get through that gateway....]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Oh, Ayumu. As if you could disappoint. After all, Hizumi's only been waiting to meet you for a few years now.]

Something like this deserves to be celebrated, don't you think?

Ah, I've got the perfect idea!

[And in less than a second, he is flagging down a bartender. Yep, this is happening now.]

[melodyoflogic]

[Hizumi what are you doing.]

And what idea is that?

[He has a guess, but....]

[bondsofsuffering]

[The answer comes in the form of a mug of cactus juice sliding right in front of Ayumu. These bartenders are well-practiced.]

We've just gotta have a toast!

[Completely and totally necessary, all of this. Hizumi's already got his own mug raised.]

[melodyoflogic]

[....Was he ever going to lay off about that?]

Didn't I say--

[melodyoflogic]

[And then the bartender gives him an insulted look, cutting off his words.

....Damn it.]

[He reaches out and takes the mug in hand, not wanting to start anything.]

....Fine.

[bondsofsuffering]

[Nice try, Ayumu. Hizumi nudges Ayumu's mug with his own.]

Cheers!

[And, by virtue of that, bottoms up!]

[melodyoflogic]

Cheers. [He's going to get you back for this, Hizumi. He nudges his mug halfheartedly against Hizumi's, opting to take a small swig for appearances sake, watching as the bartender goes back to their job at last.

...Eugh. This stuff was....]

[bondsofsuffering]

[It takes a bit longer for Hizumi to finish his own drink, having more or less chugged down the rest of his, but it doesn't take a whole lot for him to notice Ayumu's expression.]

Told you it was strong!

[melodyoflogic]

[He sets the mug down, a sip being enough to assure that he's definitely not touching that stuff again, pissed off bartender or not.]

And yet you drank the whole thing.

[bondsofsuffering]

Sometimes it's not just about the taste.

[melodyoflogic]

I don't think anyone drinks stuff like this for the taste.

[bondsofsuffering]

See? You're learning already!