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Who: Rapunzel, Aoko, and anyone else
When: Day 126, afternoon
Where: Just outside HQ
What: Picnic it's a picnic and also a mingle \o/

[WHAT ARE YOU UP TO TODAY THUSIA, IS IT ENJOYING THIS RAD SPREAD OF DELICIOUS TREATS? Rapunzel has made half a dozen picnic blankets and laid them out on the grass as is proper picnic fashion, and has spent the last day and a half with Aoko baking all kinds of cakes and pies and sandwiches and spreads to feast on because what is moderation. There is unfortunately a lack of actual meat, but this food will be delicious enough without it! Or you could bring your own, it is a free for all party.

There is also beer. There's fruity drinks and smoothies and tea too, but the booze is what I imagine most of you will go for.]

Comments

[whistical]

[watching him]

[inruination]

Why do you do that? Just watch people without saying anything. It's uncomfortable. Feels like you're plotting something.

[whistical]

What should I say?

[inruination]

Hello. How are you. Nice weather.

Just something. I don't know.

[whistical]

... Is it necessary?

[inruination]

No. Maybe not. [Drinks again, you're hard to converse with]

[whistical]

[squats down beside him]

Do you like it?

[inruination]

Drinking?

Like it just fine.

[whistical]

Why?

[inruination]

This is a circular conversation.

Because it makes me feel nice. Good enough?

[whistical]

I don't understand.

[reaching out slowly to touch Tyki's hand on the bottle]

People drink and die. They make mistakes because of inhibited neural responses and dulled reflexes. They make poor decisions because they have a misguided sense of their invulnerability. They ruin their bodies through accident quickly or through slow degeneration of organs.

Why does that feel nice?

[inruination]

[Flinching away briefly before relaxing.]

As for slow degeneration of organs, Noah have an accelerated healing process that negates most of that problem. [Sharp, sarcastic smile] It's why I can take so many pills too.

Also? Not your choice.

[whistical]

[traces his fingers over the skin]

I... want to understand.

[inruination]

[Very ready to jerk his hand away at any moment.]

No reason to. It's not exactly a mystery.

[whistical]

[isn't doing anything but touching]

[inruination]

...Warn me before you touch.

[whistical]

[nods]

[inruination]

I suppose you won't be having any yourself, then.

[whistical]

I don't drink.

[inruination]

Missing out.

[whistical]

Why?

[inruination]

You could stand to loosen up a little.

[whistical]

I would fall apart.

[inruination]

...If you got drunk, or if you loosened up?

Either way, no hurry.

[whistical]

I don't know.