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daybreakacademy2020-01-28 01:15 am
hatesdeerstalkers) wrote in daybreakacademy2020-01-28 01:15 am
Drink away the uncomfortable truth [OPEN, mingle log]
Who: Moriarty, Sherlock, and whoever joins in
When: January 28th
Where: Banquet Hall
What: Moriarty got some news he's not happy about, and has decided to get drunk to deal with it. Naturally, he's inviting everyone to drink with him.
...Also maybe celebrating that his back is no longer broke.
A - network
To whoever wishes:
There will be a 'drinking party' of sorts in the Banquet Hall this evening - as a celebration of my successful recovery, and....other things. Any who wish to attend may, regardless of age - though I would ask that those underage either moderate their drinking or grab non-alcoholic drinks from other parts of the hall.
I will be providing the alcohol, of course.
- Professor Moriarty
Hall
[And like he said, there's plenty of booze to go around - lined up on tables, running the gambit from good wine to spirits and all sorts. It all looks pretty high quality, too - though that might not be a surprise, considering how easily Moriarty seems to be able to come up with wide sums of money.
The man who made all of this possible is, of course, there - nursing a glass of brandy with what looks like canned mackerel on crackers nearby as a drinking snack. You can choose to talk to him...or just talk among yourselves, though he looks remarkably glum and a little annoyed - which is weird, because shouldn't he be happy?
Still, it's free alcohol - so go on and drink to your heart's content! He's not going to keep an eagle eye on you all.
As the party goes on, Moriarty will get more and more drunk - and as he does, his accent will slip from a crisp Londoner one to....straight up rough Yorkshire. And in stark contrast to how he normally is, he'll become quiet and almost withdrawn, staring into his cup like it somehow holds all the answers to his sorrows.
There's a reason he doesn't drink much, honestly.
But hey! Who needs to mess with the old guy when you've got the opportunity to get smashed, right?]
When: January 28th
Where: Banquet Hall
What: Moriarty got some news he's not happy about, and has decided to get drunk to deal with it. Naturally, he's inviting everyone to drink with him.
...Also maybe celebrating that his back is no longer broke.
A - network
To whoever wishes:
There will be a 'drinking party' of sorts in the Banquet Hall this evening - as a celebration of my successful recovery, and....other things. Any who wish to attend may, regardless of age - though I would ask that those underage either moderate their drinking or grab non-alcoholic drinks from other parts of the hall.
I will be providing the alcohol, of course.
- Professor Moriarty
Hall
[And like he said, there's plenty of booze to go around - lined up on tables, running the gambit from good wine to spirits and all sorts. It all looks pretty high quality, too - though that might not be a surprise, considering how easily Moriarty seems to be able to come up with wide sums of money.
The man who made all of this possible is, of course, there - nursing a glass of brandy with what looks like canned mackerel on crackers nearby as a drinking snack. You can choose to talk to him...or just talk among yourselves, though he looks remarkably glum and a little annoyed - which is weird, because shouldn't he be happy?
Still, it's free alcohol - so go on and drink to your heart's content! He's not going to keep an eagle eye on you all.
As the party goes on, Moriarty will get more and more drunk - and as he does, his accent will slip from a crisp Londoner one to....straight up rough Yorkshire. And in stark contrast to how he normally is, he'll become quiet and almost withdrawn, staring into his cup like it somehow holds all the answers to his sorrows.
There's a reason he doesn't drink much, honestly.
But hey! Who needs to mess with the old guy when you've got the opportunity to get smashed, right?]
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[He pretty much wastes ZERO time in grabbing a cup, setting it so that Zagreus can poor him a drink, looking happier than he has for the whole party.]
I'll try not to take more than this - But I do believe this will hit just the right spot!
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To new friends.
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To new friends, and to the future.
[However strange and odd it may now be.
He lowers his cup, taking a mouthful -
dear god. It's delicious and heady and - he doesn't have words. He wants to hold it in his mouth forever, and he's pretty sure that other alcohol will just taste like ethanol in comparison.
But, eventually, he has to swallow it - and it rushes through his system, making him flush almost instantly.]
Mmm...
[He smacks his lips, blinking a little owlishly, and when he next speaks-]
Thas' a bit...strong, innit? Like a cuppa homemade wine, but far bet'er.
[It's with a clear Yorkshire accent.]
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They can throw a hell of a party in the heavens. It's hard to get in the underworld, but if you're friends with Charon the boatman, you can occasionally get your hands on a bottle.
[Then, slightly uncertainly.]
I THINK I'm friends with Charon. It's...hard to tell, with him.