Afterparty

[latinumsbetter]

[After the execution finishes and the culprit is once more dragged down into the Earth (he watches Snow be dragged down, with a pursed-lips look), and Typhon gives his goodbye, Quark doesn't wait in the silence this time. Instead, he says, arms folded:]

Well, since we're all doomed--[sarcasm, dry and acrid, edging a black humor]--then no better time to get a drink.

The bar’ll be open. Even if you don't eat or drink, stop in. [That's said with a side-glance at Leb. He then turns to look at Ferdinand, Aoi, Ranma, Cerejeira, and Vanity.] Ferdinand, you're gonna help me set up. Cerejeira, Aoi, you're behind the bar. Ranma you're in the kitchen. Vanity, if you've got more of that coffee, we could use it. Let's go.

[and he turns and walks out of the Arena. So...post trial, the Eatery’s been moved into bar configuration. There's a few more faces behind the bar again. Once again, there’s been several of the extra togas gathered and folded to be used as blankets. There are some dishes, light but filling for those that don't want to eat much, courtesy of Ranma.

Cerejeira, Aoi and Quark are behind the bar, the latter watching the other two like a hawk and teaching and helping when he needs to. They're all there to serve drinks, however. And Ferdinand? He's been relegated to the Dabo table. Maybe the first couple buttons of his shirt has been unbuttoned. He's paying off his tab!

The door is open.]

Comments

[catsgothistongue]

Really? They sound like two completely separate events to me.

[Hapless shrug. He doesn't exactly know the nitty-gritty of her greatest shame. He sits himself down at the edge of the cliff, resting his palms behind him while kicking his feet back and forth.]

It wasn't a big enough shame you would've killed for anyway, right?

[She literally bellowed it out at the top of her lungs at the gathering, it'd seem redundant to kill now.]

[raisethemoon]

Everyone in my world knows already. There would really be no point.

[ It isn't that it's not a big shame. Just...the cat's pretty out of the bag already! Really not a secret anymore! ]

[catsgothistongue]

[Ahhhhh. That he commiserates with.]

Same boat here. All my dirty secrets and shames are out in the open back home. [To his chagrin.] Sure, I'd hate if you guys heard them, but none of them are worth offin' any of you over.

[Hah... Cat's out of the bag, huh?

...]

... Is now a bad time to ask for a favor?

[raisethemoon]

.....no, not at all.

[ Maybe the opposite, even? ]

What is it?

[catsgothistongue]

[He starts to prepare his offer to do anything like an IOU he's done with Vanity, starts to contemplate busting out the 'Crouch of the Wild Tiger' to make her acquiesce if for pity sake, only for his brain to catch up with Luna's words.

Oh.

That... was easier than he assumed it to be. He thought there'd be more of a fight put up. Okay, cool cool. Time to stifle back that pride and ask the stupid question.]

...

[WORDS. USE THEM.]

Ahem! [Fake coughing into his fist, trying to psyche himself up.] I've been havin' some old nightmares, since the first trial. [Ones drudged up that he hadn't had to deal with since he was younger.] They're gettin' to be a real pain in the ass and...

[... Forget it. It isn't that pertinent.]

Think ya' can lend a hoof and help a guy out?

[raisethemoon]

Oh! Yes, of course! You had only to ask.

[ You know. Like she said before when you were all weird about it! ]

[catsgothistongue]

[... It really was that easy. Damn, he really did overthink it.]

Thanks! I owe ya' one.

[He wasn't weird he was protecting his pride cause he's a strong tough man he don't need no magical unicorn to solve his problems!!! >:(]