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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 And in stark contrast to how he normally is, he'll become quiet and almost withdrawn, staring into his cup like it somehow holds all the answers to his sorrows.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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[ flat leans on his chair, a hundred times more interested in the conversation than he was moments ago. ]
Well, it makes sense now that you mention it... even extinct animals were found to have DNA if they were preserved in the right conditions. That’s so cool! He’s like the world’s best preserved mummy!
[ it makes sense in his head. ]
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Hmm... shtill have all my organsh, not dried out or frozen, so technically not anything like a mummy.
[Then he murmurs]
thank god, last thing I need is someone trying to turn me into a paint
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[God, their era was so inherently fucked up.]
Still, that's pedantic as hell and you know it.
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[ flat laughs— at him, of course. and as to drive the point in, he downs the rest of his wine glass like it’s soda. it might as well be, considering the little effect it has. ]
Although eating a mummy... I’m sure that’s going to get someone sick! It’s like cannibalism but even nastier? And I thought people in Iceland were bad—they eat fermented shark, you know?!
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Hmm- it's been too long. People ate them for medicinal purposes, much like how some people think powdered rhinosceroes horns would cure various ailments. Senesless on both parts.
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[He shrugs.]
It was a fancy among people, and it's good that it's entirely fallen out of favor now. Though I don't doubt many got sick from the act.