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A night of feasting and dancing

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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...

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[And that gets a light thwack on his head in response.]

Idiot. Who do you think you're kidding?

[Yaiba is on the other side of the room and Hizumi couldn't hold his drink as well as he'd claimed. Great.]

[Owwww. He didn't even catch that coming fast enough to react in time. He rubs at his head with annoyance.]

Seriously! S'not that much!

[It was just... stronger than he thought. As he'd mentioned earlier.]

[Then why did he keep drinking?]

You can't speak straight and you're telling me that's not much? [Ayumu reaches over for his mug, and if there's any left in it, too bad.... it's getting shoved far out of Hizumi's reach.

The annoyance seems to have plateaued, at least.]

I think you're done for the night.

[He should probably get him out of here.... the risks of Hizumi being drunk right now aren't good ones.]

I can too speak straight!

[If he tries. Like now.]

Nooo, you don't hafta do that...!

[Yeah, Ayumu doesn't trust that in the least.

He pushes himself up from the table, giving Hizumi a pointed look.]

Come on. I'm getting you out of here.

[Before an encounter Hizumi would regret could happen.]

I'll be okay on my own... honest!

[And now he's leaning on the bar, arms crossed on top of it. He's not budging...!]

[leaning being the key term here.

Ayumu steps away from his seat at the bar, stepping back.... only to make his way behind Hizumi to grab him by the arm and try to lug him up.

....Tch. That hurt worse that he thought it would.]

I said come on.

Don't wannaaaaaaaa.

[He would struggle, except... Wow, he's tired. He just wants to lay down and fall asleep right here and right now.

So uh, have fun dragging that kid who's pretty much gone limp at this point, Ayumu.]

Too bad. [All the better for Ayumu, who's having enough trouble just dragging him out of the bar. He slings Hizumi's shoulder over his before working on getting them both out of there.

He'll try not to make a scene, but it'll be slow going between attempting discretion and the burning pain radiating from his shoulder and arm.

Hizumi better be grateful for this later.]

[Well, he'll stumble along with, but...

Yeah, this is gonna be some extremely slow going. It's such a good thing Yaiba is preoccupied with his own stuff right now.]

[Slow going on not, it'll go at least.

And Ayumu was rather thankful he didn't stop Yaiba from drinking. A wasted devil, at least that devil, was actually useful in this situation.

By the time they get out of the bar, he's breathing a little heavily, but they're out. So maybe the doctor hadn't been lying about the 'don't partake in any strenuous physical activity' thing, but he'd make it work.]

Where are you staying....?

[Bluntly:]

Wherever they'll let me in.

[It helped that he was usually quite charming when asking for a place to stay.]

[Can you even be charming drunk--

Oh who was he kidding. He continues lugging Hizumi a ways away from the bar, ultimately settling them both on a bench. Just for a moment, while he figured out where to take him.]

You want us to just go door to door?

[He readily flops onto that bench, arms splayed out over the back. Just. Give him a second to gather himself here, Ayumu.

Eventually he looks up again, glancing around blearily to reorient himself.]

...There's a lady down that way. Widowed. She'll pro'ly let us both in.

[Ayumu finds he needs a second himself, and he leans back against the bench while Hizumi does, getting his breathing back to normal. He probably should have waited another week to try something like that....] That works.

[Normally he'd be a bit put out by further mooching off the generosity of others, but they'd been doing that this entire time anyway. Right now he had no room to complain.]

Awright, let's go.

[With a sigh, he heaves himself up to his feet. Still looking kind of unsteady - that damn drink sure took its time to kick in - but at least he's on his own two feet.]

[Ayumu nods, pushing himself up to his feet as well. If Hizumi could walk, he'd let him walk. Besides, he didn't exactly know the way. Though if he started looking like he wasn't going to last on his feet, he'd interfere.]

Lead the way.

[It's really not that far of a walk, but it certainly takes a bit longer with the boys in the shape they are. When Hizumi finally knocks on the door, he's leaning on the frame for support.

Needless to say, the woman who answers the door is somewhat puzzled when she opens it.]

Can I help you?

[Hizumi's staying quiet, so... it's probably up to Ayumu, here.]

[... Is he feeling sick or something? Damn him, this was his idea in the first place--

Thinking quick, he pastes on a warm smile, trying to make a good impression.]

Ma'am, would you happen to know where my friend and I can stay for the night? We're visitors, and he's not feeling very well....

['Not feeling well' being drunk, but he had a feeling that wouldn't win them any points here.]

[Thankfully, it takes only a single glance for her to understand the situation, giving a low chuckle.]

You boys hit the saloons, I see. Well, we'd best get you two somewhere to lay your heads for the night.

[She leaves the door open for the pair of them, beckoning them inside. Although it's evidently some effort, Hizumi does begin to follow, pausing only to mutter:]

Told you she's nice.

[Still, it's a good thing that between the two of them, they've got quite a lot of natural charisma at their disposal.]

[Looks like she didn't mind the idea of a drunk teenager at her door then. Ayumu just makes a small noise of agreement as he muses to himself, following after Hizumi into the house.

He'd have to find a way to pay her back somehow. It really was generous of her to take them in like this.] Thank you Ma'am, you're very kind.

With all the partyin' tonight, I expected to see some of your kind on my doorstep sooner or later.

Upstairs is where the rooms are. They ain't the nicest around, but the spare bedroom's already made up. Only one bed though, so you two'll have to figure out that one 'mongst yourselves.

[She frankly seems to be amused by it all.]

Nn... Ayumu, how're your injuries?

[Ayumu glances over at Hizumi, not really as surprised that he noticed as he could be. Even drunk like he was, Hizumi was still sharp.]

I'm fine. I don't even need the crutch anymore. [...As long as he takes it easy.]

How are you feeling?

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If I drink enough water, I think I can sleep it off... Prob'ly.

[And honestly, he could crash pretty much anywhere at this point.]

You might as well get the bed.

[Hm.

Normally, he'd be more against the idea seeing as Hizumi was possibly going to have a headache in the morning regardless, but at the same time he wasn't going to suggest they both share, either. Hizumi reeked a bit from the bar, and he wasn't quite willing to give up his personal space. So instead, he picks up the pillow and some of the bedding, offering them over.]

Alright. You can have these.

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