Jae-Ha (
razzledazzles) wrote in
thefarshore2016-09-12 11:01 am
it's like a quarter life crisis
Posted: 24 April 2016
From: Jae-Ha
Why are so many of you so young? I'm not the only one at a more mature age, am I? Is anyone over 20? I'm getting wrinkles just thinking about this.
[He's just 25 but if he has one more person tell him they're too young to drink when he thought they were older... his heart can't take it.]
From: Jae-Ha
Why are so many of you so young? I'm not the only one at a more mature age, am I? Is anyone over 20? I'm getting wrinkles just thinking about this.
[He's just 25 but if he has one more person tell him they're too young to drink when he thought they were older... his heart can't take it.]

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Maybe they were chosen specifically to torment good people like us. You're someone I haven't had a drink with yet, though. Why don't we fix that?
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not going to say no to that. not over in japan thow, having to yell to get served gets old real fast. why dont you come over to my place and help me drink up this wine?
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I wouldn't mind that at all. I don't suppose you have directions? I've been to a large handful of the temples, so even in relation to another few should be fine.
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[Right this second??? What time is it? Who cares, he wants wine.]
(ooc: Would you prefer action here or a log or anything else? c:)
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[ Wait, right this second? ...Goddammit, fine, okay, guess he's gonna spend the evening drinking. That's fine. Hell, he's pretending like everything's okay, right? Him getting shitfaced is pretty much as normal as things get. For the good of his cover act, or something. ]
Asshole! [ He tosses the little computer thing aside and heads downstairs to the big dining room, to check on the current wine supply. Asshole, his white-haired and elven-eared shinki, ghosts silently into the room behind him. ] We're havin' company. We need drunk snacks.
[ With a mute nod, Asshole vanishes back towards the kitchen. There will be a tray of goodies soon, perfectly matched to the selection on wines on the sideboard. How Asshole learned how to pair food and wine is a mystery best left unexplored.
Gojyo, for his part, drops into one of the gilded and overstuffed chairs, kicks his booted feet up onto the table, and lights a cigarette. Wonder who his guest will turn out to be? ]
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[His guests ends up falling out of the sky onto the front lawn in a heavy gust of wind. This is always his entrance, whether someone's there to witness it or not, and he takes just a moment to smooth down his robe before he approaches the temple doors.
Well, drinking is always a pastime of his. He enjoys it, he has a high tolerance he hasn't been able to beat yet, and he never has enough drinking partners. Hazel seems to come with his own supply of wine back in the temple, but they've spent all night drinking together so many times that Jae-Ha is beginning to think he should go out of his way to find others.
Standing tall, he gives two polite and solid knocks at the entrance.]
Hello~.
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Oh. You're here. [ Gojyo tosses his hair back, the better to peer at Jae-Ha over one shoulder. Good. He's normal-looking. That's a plus.
He waves his cigarette in the direction of the table. ] Come help yourself.
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Jae-Ha follows along and slows his steps once the dining room comes into sight. What a spread! What speed he must have had, with Jae-Ha inviting himself over so quickly.]
My, you're not lacking, are you? [The place is tacky, but he doesn't know mythology well enough to understand that this is a wine god's temple. He steps closer to help himself right away.]
It's nice to meet you in person. You probably already saw my name, but I would feel strange to not introduce myself now, so please call me Jae-Ha.
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Jae-Ha, huh? I'm Gojyo. [ He points up at one of the more ludicrous pieces of art on the ceiling, being a depiction of Dionysus in all his naked androgyneous well-hung beauty. ] And that's Dionysus. I'm just livin' in his house for now. ...And drinkin' his wine.
[ Of which there is plenty! Cups on the sideboard or swig from the bottle like Gojyo's doing -- this isn't the kind of house that stands on ceremony. ]
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If the wine is here to drink, it would be a waste not to have some. You must live a comfortable life.
[With a cup now, he moves to join Gojyo by sitting down with a smile.] Do you enjoy it? Taking the place of a god.
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What's not to like? [ He leans back in his chair until the front feet tip up, and blows a casual cloud of smoke toward the effigy of Dionysus on the ceiling. ] I got this big house, all for free... magic powers... [ He shakes his half-full bottle with a grin. ] ...all th'wine I can drink. It's paradise!
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And that man at the door, was he your shinki? [That's what he's stuck on, eyeing Gojyo carefully over the cup he drinks from.]
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Him? [ Gojyo shoots a clear look of displeasure toward the door Asshole retreated through. ] Yeah, he was here when I showed up. Doesn't talk, doesn't eat... [ Doesn't drink, unlike his god. ] ...he's fuckin' creepy. Guess they tried to take his memories and took too much.
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[He looks down at his cup now, curious. That's the second one he's seen, and it's even more unsettling watching him go around like an errand boy. Maybe he's making some judgements... It's fine.]
This is nice wine. [He says after a moment, gesturing with the cup and a smile.] You're lucky after all.
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Look. [ The smoke trails up in front of his face, partially obscuring his expression. ] i don't like it any more than anyone else does. But I don't tell him to do shit. [ At least, not usually. ] Shinki without gods don't last long, so I can't send him away.
[ He takes another deep drag (thank fuck his ribs have finally healed enough to allow him to smoke!) and stabs the butt out in the ashtray at the edge of the table. ] If you've got a better idea I'd love to hear it.
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I didn't mean to insinuate that you were treating him poorly. [He lowers his cup for the moment so he can face Gojyo more directly.] Only that the ones who have stripped him from every bit of memory and freedom he has are the ugliest things I've heard of yet.
[In other words, just that he's touchy with this sort of thing. It's definitely a relief to hear that Gojyo isn't the type to just boss his soulless shinki around, though.] In a way, it's more of a weight on your shoulders, too, isn't it?
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I guess, [ --he shrugs, rolling his shoulders back and using the motion to rock his chair up on its back legs again, kicking one foot up onto the table to hold himself balanced. ] It's not a big deal though. He cleans this place all day every day, so he's more takin' care of me than the other way 'round.
[ He takes another swig of his wine, and glances at Jae-Ha out of the corner of his eye. ]
You're a shinki, aren't you?
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[He doesn't really think it's so deep, but he feels like saying it like this. He leans back in his chair, but he's still rather formal compared to Gojyo. Sitting up straight, one leg crossed over the other is the most casual he'll get as far as posture goes in a chair. But he sure is going through this wine without blinking.]
Ah, that's right! I'm the shinki who soars through the air. [Of course, he has to say it like this, as well.] So sadly I won't have any tales to share over our alcohol.
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But he's happy to change the subject. ]
Soars...? You mean you can fly? No way!
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[It's not technically flying. It's jumping. But it is extreme jumping, so there's that.] That's how I came from my god's temple to here so quickly.
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What, you flap 'em or something?
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