RP log with Mathiu, Queen, Apple, Rekion and Cray
Started out as an emo discussion between a plastered Mathiu and perfectly sober Queen but most of the subjects of their discussion ends up showing up as well.
Mathiu: *is sitting slumped over a table in the empty tavern, still drinking*
Queen: *walks through the tavern as she returns from the lake, her eyes red and swollen. Spotting Mathiu, she walks over and sits across from him* I thought I said alcohol doesn't make things go away. Although, if I could, I would drink myself stupid right now too.
Mathiu: *he's been drinking since lunch and doesn't look like he's stopping anytime soon. Lifting his head off the table slightly he looks up at her* You're pregnant. You can't drink....
Queen: ... *raises an eyebrow* I know, that's why I said "if I could". How long have you been here?
Mathiu: *mutters* What day is it?
Queen: Well, it's a little past midnight now, so technically, it's Saturday.
Mathiu: *curses and sits up* Since noon then. *looks at her* So what's wrong? I'll have a drink for you.
Queen: ... 12 hours straight. Impressive. *shakes her head* No need to drink for me - you'll kill yourself if you do. *sighs and frowns* Not much except that I'm once again finding myself agreeing with Viki and at the same time not wanting to.
Queen: And you? What's that inevitable end you were going on about?
Mathiu: *perks up a little at Viki's name* She still talking about sending people back?
Queen: *looks at him oddly when he perks up a bit* Yes. Why does that excite you?
Mathiu: Doesn't really...just...lately I've been thinking she might be right.
Queen: ... Great. I don't think I should be talking to you about it then. It's not something I want to believe. But why now all of sudden?
Mathiu: *takes another drink, even though he's rather past gone* I used to think we were all here because we were dead and we had earned whatever afterlife this is...but now I just know that no matter what...we'll be miserable. In our own times, out of our own times...just miserable.
Queen: ... How so? We were all perfectly content not too long ago. And misery is created by ourselves for the most part.
Mathiu: *shakes his head* You're happy. But you're here, wanting a drink so you're not really happy.
Queen: ... Because Viki continues to insist that this is all a mistake that needs to be fixed and if that's true then that completely invalidates everything I have with Cray.
Mathiu: *nods* But does she have the right to decide such things? I don't believe so. If people want to go back--like I do now--then she should send them back.
Queen: She didn't decide it for the hell of it. Everyone being here does affect the flow of time in one way or another, changing history. * looks at him oddly again* But why do you want to go back? You're the only one ...
Mathiu: It does affect history but it also affects THEM. If she were to send Cray back against his wishes and you still had his child would that still not change history? Even the two of you meeting has already altered history. *sighs and takes a drink as he answers her question* Nothing worth staying for.
Queen: That's what I told her - that the future is always changing but what we choose to do or not do now. Still, the people here from the Islands' War, many of them have not had children yet and while they're here, the people they were supposed to meet and have children with will never happen.
Queen: Nothing worth staying for? How about all of us here? Cray, I, Rekion and Apple? I know about Apple, by the way.
Mathiu: But what if they are there as well? If Viki can exist in two places at the same time--or the same place twice--surely others can, too. *frowns and drinks some more* Maybe not 'nothing' but...*sighs* last night Rek told me to "find someone better."
Mathiu: *pours more of his Scotch but swirls the glass with it instead of drinking it* And...Apple...well...let's just say that wasn't one of my brightest moments...but I am glad she has grown into such a strong woman...
Queen: Besides her deciding to work for Colton, you mean. That is not her brightest moment. *pauses to think* You're right. That's a good point. But it's Viki from two separate points in time - her younger self and her older self. *shakes her head* I really don't know actually. Something that should be brought up to her though. *looks at him sympathetically* Well, none of us can expect much from Rekion concerning sentiment. But I'm sorry nonetheless.
Mathiu: *mutters* Yeah, I'm sorry, too. *shakes his head* I can't stop Apple...but I'm hoping she comes to her senses. *stares down into his glass* But if two Vikis can be here...then perhaps Cray can be here and also in the Islands causing the problems he did back then.
Queen: I know you care about Rekion a good deal but she does seem to be truly incapable of affection. She's probably right and you'll have to find someone else who can reciprocate your feelings. *sighs* Yes, let's all hope she realizes sooner before later.
Queen: Actually, Cray came here right before he was supposed to die - after all the trouble in the Islands. Those are two different points in time right?
Mathiu: *is very, very drunk and is practically slumped over the table and his words are slurred as he speaks to Queen* I hope she gets to experience human emotion just once...even if it not with me. As for Cray...yes...two different points in time...history says
Mathiu: *lifts his head and props his chin in his hand as he stares into his drink* says...he was killed at the end of that war...
Rekion: *enters the room and just kinda butts in* Aye he kinda blew up...
Rekion: I went looking for him in the smoldering pile of ruin, I thought I might even be able to find his body. *points to her scarf* this is his cape, it's all I found...
Mathiu: *to Queen* See. Two Crays, two different times.
Queen: *a shadow crosses her face but she looks up at Rekion's sudden appearance* Whoa, hey ...
Rekion: Naw, one Cray, and one gimped time Shifinting Rune Cannon.
Mathiu: *looks at Rek, but his eyes are still heavy with the alcohol* Yes, then. But maybe now. Maybe there's two. Like two Vikis. One there. One here.
Rekion: I just said I couldn't find his body, only his cape, that's cause he was here....
Queen: I agree with Rekion. Let's put it this way - you ten minutes ago is a separate you from now. He was pulled from a particular point in time. And after he was pulled, he no longer exists in the past.
Mathiu: *shrugs* So much for that theory. *downs the drink in front of him*
Apple: *marches into the tavern, determined. She'd heard Mathiu had been in there for awhile.*
Rekion: Anyway, why the sudden increase in Alcohol intake?
Mathiu: *doesn't answer Rekion*
Queen: *just gives Rekion a look and then notices Apple come marching in* Well, look who's here?
Apple: *nods to Queen and Rekion, but she has eyes only for Mathiu.* What do you think you're doing?
Rekion: He's gettin' Pished.
Apple: I asked him.
Mathiu: *curses under his breath and tries to force his eyes to focus* Ehh...talking to Queen.
Rekion: So?
Queen: ... Funny. We were discussing you both and you end up showing up. Cray might as well at this rate.
Queen: Hell, Viki may as well teleport in here as well.
Mathiu: *grins and looks into his glass* Must be what I'm drinking. It makes people appear.
Apple: *reaches for Mathiu's glass* You're acting foolish.
Mathiu: Give it back. I'm rather happy in my misery at the moment and I don't want you ruining it. Shoo.
Rekion: By the way Apple, the pot just called, he say's you're black.
Apple: Drinking isn't going to change things. But you seem to think you know what's best .... unfortunately, your liver has no
choice. *glares in Rekion's direction*
Mathiu: *raises the glass before Apple snatches it* To lost lives, lost loves and other miserable things. May they drown in this.
Rekion: *just smiles back*
Queen: ... I tried telling him that alcohol isn't going to make the problems go away, but I do understand why he still wants to do it.
I would if I could.
Mathiu: *nods to Queen* Exactly. Can't fix 'em, might as well numb them.
Apple: I'd rather tell you this while you were sober ... but I don't know if there is the time for you to sober up.
Queen: Yeah, you might as well just tell him now.
Mathiu: *waves a hand impatiently* Well get on with it. You're going with that bastard. Fine. I'll probably still be drunk when you get home.
Queen: *raises an eyebrow* You're going somewhere with Colton, Apple? Don't you know how much of a jackass he is? And why
can't Viki send him back, of all people?
Apple: You're both wrong - I'm not going with him. I refreshed the stocks in his infirmary for his trip, but that's all.
Mathiu: *drunkenly and dramatically* She has seen the light! Can I get an 'Amen?!'
Rekion: I don't believe in God.
Queen: *sputters and lets out a brief snicker at Mathiu's outburst* Amen to that.
Queen: *to Apple* That's good, at least. *places an elbow on the table and rests her chin in her hand* I still don't understand why you're working with him. Did he threaten you?
Apple: I didn't see any light, but I suspect the member of the crew who tried to push me onto the infirmary cot saw many lights
when I kicked him. *chuckles darkly*
Mathiu: *wags a comically drunk finger at Apple* Violence never solved anything, dear daughter.
Apple: Neither did alcohol.
Mathiu: Touche, m'dear but its serving its intended purpose at the moment. So either sit down and be social or shoo.
Apple: *finally sits down and turns to Queen.* No, Colton did not threaten me. He has been nothing but disarmingly polite.
Mathiu: *blurts out* He wants to get in your pants.
Rekion: Heh, probably.
Rekion: Or to hurt you to get at Mathiu.
Queen: *narrows her eyes* Of course he would. He's a liar. *turns to look at Mathiu briefly at his outburst and back at Apple*
Rekion: I know a little about the psychology of a madman, I spent 7 years with one.
Mathiu: *crosses his arms on the table and drops his head down into them*
Queen: And look, Colton's lackey tried to rape you. Look at what danger you're putting yourself through! Stay away from that man, Apple.
Apple: The man has been dealt with. *darkly* He won't be trying to rape anyone again.
Apple: *as gently as she can, she picks Mathiu's head up by gently grabbing a hold onto his hair.* Math?
Mathiu: *muttering to himself incoherently* will you won't you will you won't you will you won't you will you join the dance...?
Apple: *concerned* I think you've had enough to drink for now.
Queen: ... *looks at Mathiu* He's been drinking for 12 hours straight, apparently ... I'm amazed he's still somewhat conscious ...
Rekion: Hahaha he sounds like he's on crack
Mathiu: *forces his eyes open as Apple holds his head up* My hair hurts...
Queen: ... *gives Rekion another look*
Cray: *walks in* Oh hey guys...
Apple: *spots a waitress and orders some water*
Mathiu: *has his head being held up by Apple jerking on his hair* I wanna go swimming...
Apple: Twelve hours? *looks incredulous, and rests Mathiu's head on her shoulder so she can let go of his hair.*
Queen: *snickers at Mathiu* Mathiu, your hair can't hurt. And you really shouldn't go swimming ... *to Apple* That's what he told me.
Queen: *looks up at Cray's voice and sighs* I knew it ...
Mathiu: *contentedly rests on Apple's shoulder*
Apple: But why would he be drinking for so long?
Mathiu: *drools a little on Apple and reaches for his glass*
Apple: *moves the glass of alcohol out of Mathiu's reach*
Mathiu: Noooooo...give it....
Queen: *watches the exchange between Apple and Mathiu and answers Apple* Because he's finally understanding that Rekion isn't going to reciprocate his feelings for her ...
Mathiu: *drools some more on Apple and tries to glare at Queen* Not...her...business...
Apple: *quietly* Oh. *takes the glass of water from the waitress and turns to Mathiu.* Drink this.
Mathiu: *attempts to drink the water while slumped on Apple's shoulder and manages to spill more on himself than drink*
Queen: Whoops, sorry. I didn't know. *shakes her head and tries not to laugh at Mathiu*
Mathiu: *nods to Queen and closes his eyes* S'okay. Too late now I guess...
Cray: *smiles to Queen and walks over to her*
Apple: *patiently takes the glass from Mathiu, and helps him to drink it*
Mathiu: *waves to Cray as Apple feeds him the water*
Queen: *looks up at Cray and smiles slightly* We talk about people and they just come. All's left is Viki now.
Cray: Heh, well hopefully she won't appear... *Sits down next to Queen.* You've not been drinking have you?
Mathiu: *mutters* She'll come. She'll send me back.
Apple: *forcefully* I won't let her.
Queen: Of course not, even if I would like to. *to Mathiu* No, please don't say that.
Mathiu: *shakes his head* Don't care at this point. Dead there. Dead here. What's the difference? *sloppily, to Cray* Get me a Scotch.
Rekion: She should send me back *grins*
Cray: You're pissed out your mind as it is...
Apple: *looks at Cray, her eyes saying "No, do not get him another Scotch."*
Mathiu: ........you're no help, man.
Cray: I never was.
Apple: You might not care, but there are others who do! *sets the glass of water down on the table heavily*
Mathiu: *mouths 'Scotch' to Cray and then drools some more on Apple for good measure*
Cray: Drinking your problems away doesn't work anyway, they'll just be there when you sober up.
Mathiu: *glares at Cray* Who are you and where is Cray?
Cray: My name's Maharg Yarc, and I ate Graham Cray...
Rekion: Don't do that, he'll believe you.
Queen: ... *sputters again and nearly bursts out laughing*
Mathiu: *laughs and sits up and off of Apple* Take me to your leader, Maharg Yarc!
Cray: I don't have a leader, I'm the only kind of my Species left.
Mathiu: Really? Me too!
Apple: *shakes her head and sits back in her chair*
Queen: *snickers* Drunks are so amusing ... and so easy to play with ...
Cray: Hate to burst your bubble, but there's no shortage in drunks.
Queen: ^_^ I know! That's why I plan to get everyone in the castle drunk! *hastily covers her mouth and whispers* Shh, you didn't hear that.
Cray: *snerk*
Mathiu: I'm not drunk! I'm...*looks to Apple*...I'm...uhhh...
Apple: You're drunk.
Mathiu: Nah. Just a little toasty.
Rekion: Just a weeeeeee bit... *does the size measure thing with her finger*
Apple: *rolls her eyes slightly*
Mathiu: *suddenly* I know! Let's go swimming!
Rekion: Go back to sleep.
Rekion: Shall I knock him out?
Apple: No.
Rekion: he needs rest though. Don't worry, I won't hit him. The HVG does have a drugs division you know.
Mathiu: *points at Apple* She thinks she's my mother.
Queen: *sighs* He's in a happy place right now. I wish I could be there too ...
Rekion: In a happy place eye? He's not dead wummin.
Apple: I don't know. I know next to nothing about the Howling Voice Guild. *doesn't say anything about Mathiu's comment, but she is clearly perturbed.*
Queen: I meant, the happy drunk place.
Mathiu: *to Apple* I was having a nice conversation with Queen until you came along and took my
Rekion: *takes out a bag of powder form her pocket* This is sleeping powder, it's 3 times as powerful as normal sleeping powder. I bumped it from Cray....
Cray: Hey!
Apple: *stands up abruptly* Fine. I will leave you to it. *there's an angry and sarcastic edge to her voice* Sorry for interrupting.
Mathiu: *curses* Apple...no. Come back. *curses again and slumps over on the table*
Apple: *stops, but doesn't turn around. She's clearly upset.*
Queen: Wait, Apple. It's just the alcohol talking. Let him sober up some.
Mathiu: *moans, face first into the table* Apple...
Cray: *sighs*
Apple: *sighs and turns around* I think it would be best if I left.
Mathiu: *remains slumped over the table* Apple...sorry....Apple....
Mathiu: *forces himself to sit up and then tries to stand* I'm gonna go swim. And find Viki.
Apple: At least wait until morning? *starts to move towards Mathiu*
Queen: No! Don't go looking for Viki! And no swimming for you either ...
Mathiu: *bows to Queen crookedly, but the intent is there* Lovely chat we were having, milady. Forgive me if I was a bore.
Rekion: *rolls her eyes, takes out a pinch of powder and flicks it at Mathiu's face*
Queen: Actually, you were quite amusing. *to no one in particular* ... Someone help him to his room and tie him down.
Rekion: Nighty night....
Mathiu: *turns his head just before the powder touches his face and continues to talk to Queen* Well...that's something at least...
Queen: You should sober up though. You're still the castle doctor.
Mathiu: *happily, he throws his arms up* Nobody's sick right now!
Rekion: *Waits for the powder to kick in....*
Queen: Not yet. You will be when you wake up.
Apple: *shakes her head disapprovingly, and steadies Mathiu for when the sleeping powder takes effect*
Mathiu: *leans forward, and away from Apple for the moment, feeling...not so well* You're all wonderful people. Should the curse be broken before I wake and suddenly I'm gone...*steadies his head*...uhh...
Apple: *thinks she knows what's coming, and holds onto Mathiu's shoulders.* Sssh.
Mathiu: *fights the effects of the drug* ....burn....the....journals...*and finally he succumbs to it, collapsing to the floor*
Queen: ... Well, he's down for the count. Shall we get him to his room now?
Apple: Yes, I think that would be wise.
Queen: ... Graham, you're going to have to lift him~
Apple: Rekion may have to help.
Mathiu: *makes a few pitiful noises*
Cray: Alright... *pulls Mathiu to his feet and slings one of his arms over his shoulders*
Mathiu: *mutters* which way to go doesn't matter both will lead somewhere if you walk long enough...
Apple: *watches concerned*
Queen: As much as I would like to listen to his drunk ramblings, I think I'll go back to my room myself. I still have lots to think
about.
Mathiu: *his head lolls about as he's hauled away*
Apple: Do you mind if I walk with you back to your room, Queen?
Queen: Not at all, Apple.
Mathiu: *mumbles something about a rabbit*
Mathiu: *is sitting slumped over a table in the empty tavern, still drinking*
Queen: *walks through the tavern as she returns from the lake, her eyes red and swollen. Spotting Mathiu, she walks over and sits across from him* I thought I said alcohol doesn't make things go away. Although, if I could, I would drink myself stupid right now too.
Mathiu: *he's been drinking since lunch and doesn't look like he's stopping anytime soon. Lifting his head off the table slightly he looks up at her* You're pregnant. You can't drink....
Queen: ... *raises an eyebrow* I know, that's why I said "if I could". How long have you been here?
Mathiu: *mutters* What day is it?
Queen: Well, it's a little past midnight now, so technically, it's Saturday.
Mathiu: *curses and sits up* Since noon then. *looks at her* So what's wrong? I'll have a drink for you.
Queen: ... 12 hours straight. Impressive. *shakes her head* No need to drink for me - you'll kill yourself if you do. *sighs and frowns* Not much except that I'm once again finding myself agreeing with Viki and at the same time not wanting to.
Queen: And you? What's that inevitable end you were going on about?
Mathiu: *perks up a little at Viki's name* She still talking about sending people back?
Queen: *looks at him oddly when he perks up a bit* Yes. Why does that excite you?
Mathiu: Doesn't really...just...lately I've been thinking she might be right.
Queen: ... Great. I don't think I should be talking to you about it then. It's not something I want to believe. But why now all of sudden?
Mathiu: *takes another drink, even though he's rather past gone* I used to think we were all here because we were dead and we had earned whatever afterlife this is...but now I just know that no matter what...we'll be miserable. In our own times, out of our own times...just miserable.
Queen: ... How so? We were all perfectly content not too long ago. And misery is created by ourselves for the most part.
Mathiu: *shakes his head* You're happy. But you're here, wanting a drink so you're not really happy.
Queen: ... Because Viki continues to insist that this is all a mistake that needs to be fixed and if that's true then that completely invalidates everything I have with Cray.
Mathiu: *nods* But does she have the right to decide such things? I don't believe so. If people want to go back--like I do now--then she should send them back.
Queen: She didn't decide it for the hell of it. Everyone being here does affect the flow of time in one way or another, changing history. * looks at him oddly again* But why do you want to go back? You're the only one ...
Mathiu: It does affect history but it also affects THEM. If she were to send Cray back against his wishes and you still had his child would that still not change history? Even the two of you meeting has already altered history. *sighs and takes a drink as he answers her question* Nothing worth staying for.
Queen: That's what I told her - that the future is always changing but what we choose to do or not do now. Still, the people here from the Islands' War, many of them have not had children yet and while they're here, the people they were supposed to meet and have children with will never happen.
Queen: Nothing worth staying for? How about all of us here? Cray, I, Rekion and Apple? I know about Apple, by the way.
Mathiu: But what if they are there as well? If Viki can exist in two places at the same time--or the same place twice--surely others can, too. *frowns and drinks some more* Maybe not 'nothing' but...*sighs* last night Rek told me to "find someone better."
Mathiu: *pours more of his Scotch but swirls the glass with it instead of drinking it* And...Apple...well...let's just say that wasn't one of my brightest moments...but I am glad she has grown into such a strong woman...
Queen: Besides her deciding to work for Colton, you mean. That is not her brightest moment. *pauses to think* You're right. That's a good point. But it's Viki from two separate points in time - her younger self and her older self. *shakes her head* I really don't know actually. Something that should be brought up to her though. *looks at him sympathetically* Well, none of us can expect much from Rekion concerning sentiment. But I'm sorry nonetheless.
Mathiu: *mutters* Yeah, I'm sorry, too. *shakes his head* I can't stop Apple...but I'm hoping she comes to her senses. *stares down into his glass* But if two Vikis can be here...then perhaps Cray can be here and also in the Islands causing the problems he did back then.
Queen: I know you care about Rekion a good deal but she does seem to be truly incapable of affection. She's probably right and you'll have to find someone else who can reciprocate your feelings. *sighs* Yes, let's all hope she realizes sooner before later.
Queen: Actually, Cray came here right before he was supposed to die - after all the trouble in the Islands. Those are two different points in time right?
Mathiu: *is very, very drunk and is practically slumped over the table and his words are slurred as he speaks to Queen* I hope she gets to experience human emotion just once...even if it not with me. As for Cray...yes...two different points in time...history says
Mathiu: *lifts his head and props his chin in his hand as he stares into his drink* says...he was killed at the end of that war...
Rekion: *enters the room and just kinda butts in* Aye he kinda blew up...
Rekion: I went looking for him in the smoldering pile of ruin, I thought I might even be able to find his body. *points to her scarf* this is his cape, it's all I found...
Mathiu: *to Queen* See. Two Crays, two different times.
Queen: *a shadow crosses her face but she looks up at Rekion's sudden appearance* Whoa, hey ...
Rekion: Naw, one Cray, and one gimped time Shifinting Rune Cannon.
Mathiu: *looks at Rek, but his eyes are still heavy with the alcohol* Yes, then. But maybe now. Maybe there's two. Like two Vikis. One there. One here.
Rekion: I just said I couldn't find his body, only his cape, that's cause he was here....
Queen: I agree with Rekion. Let's put it this way - you ten minutes ago is a separate you from now. He was pulled from a particular point in time. And after he was pulled, he no longer exists in the past.
Mathiu: *shrugs* So much for that theory. *downs the drink in front of him*
Apple: *marches into the tavern, determined. She'd heard Mathiu had been in there for awhile.*
Rekion: Anyway, why the sudden increase in Alcohol intake?
Mathiu: *doesn't answer Rekion*
Queen: *just gives Rekion a look and then notices Apple come marching in* Well, look who's here?
Apple: *nods to Queen and Rekion, but she has eyes only for Mathiu.* What do you think you're doing?
Rekion: He's gettin' Pished.
Apple: I asked him.
Mathiu: *curses under his breath and tries to force his eyes to focus* Ehh...talking to Queen.
Rekion: So?
Queen: ... Funny. We were discussing you both and you end up showing up. Cray might as well at this rate.
Queen: Hell, Viki may as well teleport in here as well.
Mathiu: *grins and looks into his glass* Must be what I'm drinking. It makes people appear.
Apple: *reaches for Mathiu's glass* You're acting foolish.
Mathiu: Give it back. I'm rather happy in my misery at the moment and I don't want you ruining it. Shoo.
Rekion: By the way Apple, the pot just called, he say's you're black.
Apple: Drinking isn't going to change things. But you seem to think you know what's best .... unfortunately, your liver has no
choice. *glares in Rekion's direction*
Mathiu: *raises the glass before Apple snatches it* To lost lives, lost loves and other miserable things. May they drown in this.
Rekion: *just smiles back*
Queen: ... I tried telling him that alcohol isn't going to make the problems go away, but I do understand why he still wants to do it.
I would if I could.
Mathiu: *nods to Queen* Exactly. Can't fix 'em, might as well numb them.
Apple: I'd rather tell you this while you were sober ... but I don't know if there is the time for you to sober up.
Queen: Yeah, you might as well just tell him now.
Mathiu: *waves a hand impatiently* Well get on with it. You're going with that bastard. Fine. I'll probably still be drunk when you get home.
Queen: *raises an eyebrow* You're going somewhere with Colton, Apple? Don't you know how much of a jackass he is? And why
can't Viki send him back, of all people?
Apple: You're both wrong - I'm not going with him. I refreshed the stocks in his infirmary for his trip, but that's all.
Mathiu: *drunkenly and dramatically* She has seen the light! Can I get an 'Amen?!'
Rekion: I don't believe in God.
Queen: *sputters and lets out a brief snicker at Mathiu's outburst* Amen to that.
Queen: *to Apple* That's good, at least. *places an elbow on the table and rests her chin in her hand* I still don't understand why you're working with him. Did he threaten you?
Apple: I didn't see any light, but I suspect the member of the crew who tried to push me onto the infirmary cot saw many lights
when I kicked him. *chuckles darkly*
Mathiu: *wags a comically drunk finger at Apple* Violence never solved anything, dear daughter.
Apple: Neither did alcohol.
Mathiu: Touche, m'dear but its serving its intended purpose at the moment. So either sit down and be social or shoo.
Apple: *finally sits down and turns to Queen.* No, Colton did not threaten me. He has been nothing but disarmingly polite.
Mathiu: *blurts out* He wants to get in your pants.
Rekion: Heh, probably.
Rekion: Or to hurt you to get at Mathiu.
Queen: *narrows her eyes* Of course he would. He's a liar. *turns to look at Mathiu briefly at his outburst and back at Apple*
Rekion: I know a little about the psychology of a madman, I spent 7 years with one.
Mathiu: *crosses his arms on the table and drops his head down into them*
Queen: And look, Colton's lackey tried to rape you. Look at what danger you're putting yourself through! Stay away from that man, Apple.
Apple: The man has been dealt with. *darkly* He won't be trying to rape anyone again.
Apple: *as gently as she can, she picks Mathiu's head up by gently grabbing a hold onto his hair.* Math?
Mathiu: *muttering to himself incoherently* will you won't you will you won't you will you won't you will you join the dance...?
Apple: *concerned* I think you've had enough to drink for now.
Queen: ... *looks at Mathiu* He's been drinking for 12 hours straight, apparently ... I'm amazed he's still somewhat conscious ...
Rekion: Hahaha he sounds like he's on crack
Mathiu: *forces his eyes open as Apple holds his head up* My hair hurts...
Queen: ... *gives Rekion another look*
Cray: *walks in* Oh hey guys...
Apple: *spots a waitress and orders some water*
Mathiu: *has his head being held up by Apple jerking on his hair* I wanna go swimming...
Apple: Twelve hours? *looks incredulous, and rests Mathiu's head on her shoulder so she can let go of his hair.*
Queen: *snickers at Mathiu* Mathiu, your hair can't hurt. And you really shouldn't go swimming ... *to Apple* That's what he told me.
Queen: *looks up at Cray's voice and sighs* I knew it ...
Mathiu: *contentedly rests on Apple's shoulder*
Apple: But why would he be drinking for so long?
Mathiu: *drools a little on Apple and reaches for his glass*
Apple: *moves the glass of alcohol out of Mathiu's reach*
Mathiu: Noooooo...give it....
Queen: *watches the exchange between Apple and Mathiu and answers Apple* Because he's finally understanding that Rekion isn't going to reciprocate his feelings for her ...
Mathiu: *drools some more on Apple and tries to glare at Queen* Not...her...business...
Apple: *quietly* Oh. *takes the glass of water from the waitress and turns to Mathiu.* Drink this.
Mathiu: *attempts to drink the water while slumped on Apple's shoulder and manages to spill more on himself than drink*
Queen: Whoops, sorry. I didn't know. *shakes her head and tries not to laugh at Mathiu*
Mathiu: *nods to Queen and closes his eyes* S'okay. Too late now I guess...
Cray: *smiles to Queen and walks over to her*
Apple: *patiently takes the glass from Mathiu, and helps him to drink it*
Mathiu: *waves to Cray as Apple feeds him the water*
Queen: *looks up at Cray and smiles slightly* We talk about people and they just come. All's left is Viki now.
Cray: Heh, well hopefully she won't appear... *Sits down next to Queen.* You've not been drinking have you?
Mathiu: *mutters* She'll come. She'll send me back.
Apple: *forcefully* I won't let her.
Queen: Of course not, even if I would like to. *to Mathiu* No, please don't say that.
Mathiu: *shakes his head* Don't care at this point. Dead there. Dead here. What's the difference? *sloppily, to Cray* Get me a Scotch.
Rekion: She should send me back *grins*
Cray: You're pissed out your mind as it is...
Apple: *looks at Cray, her eyes saying "No, do not get him another Scotch."*
Mathiu: ........you're no help, man.
Cray: I never was.
Apple: You might not care, but there are others who do! *sets the glass of water down on the table heavily*
Mathiu: *mouths 'Scotch' to Cray and then drools some more on Apple for good measure*
Cray: Drinking your problems away doesn't work anyway, they'll just be there when you sober up.
Mathiu: *glares at Cray* Who are you and where is Cray?
Cray: My name's Maharg Yarc, and I ate Graham Cray...
Rekion: Don't do that, he'll believe you.
Queen: ... *sputters again and nearly bursts out laughing*
Mathiu: *laughs and sits up and off of Apple* Take me to your leader, Maharg Yarc!
Cray: I don't have a leader, I'm the only kind of my Species left.
Mathiu: Really? Me too!
Apple: *shakes her head and sits back in her chair*
Queen: *snickers* Drunks are so amusing ... and so easy to play with ...
Cray: Hate to burst your bubble, but there's no shortage in drunks.
Queen: ^_^ I know! That's why I plan to get everyone in the castle drunk! *hastily covers her mouth and whispers* Shh, you didn't hear that.
Cray: *snerk*
Mathiu: I'm not drunk! I'm...*looks to Apple*...I'm...uhhh...
Apple: You're drunk.
Mathiu: Nah. Just a little toasty.
Rekion: Just a weeeeeee bit... *does the size measure thing with her finger*
Apple: *rolls her eyes slightly*
Mathiu: *suddenly* I know! Let's go swimming!
Rekion: Go back to sleep.
Rekion: Shall I knock him out?
Apple: No.
Rekion: he needs rest though. Don't worry, I won't hit him. The HVG does have a drugs division you know.
Mathiu: *points at Apple* She thinks she's my mother.
Queen: *sighs* He's in a happy place right now. I wish I could be there too ...
Rekion: In a happy place eye? He's not dead wummin.
Apple: I don't know. I know next to nothing about the Howling Voice Guild. *doesn't say anything about Mathiu's comment, but she is clearly perturbed.*
Queen: I meant, the happy drunk place.
Mathiu: *to Apple* I was having a nice conversation with Queen until you came along and took my
Rekion: *takes out a bag of powder form her pocket* This is sleeping powder, it's 3 times as powerful as normal sleeping powder. I bumped it from Cray....
Cray: Hey!
Apple: *stands up abruptly* Fine. I will leave you to it. *there's an angry and sarcastic edge to her voice* Sorry for interrupting.
Mathiu: *curses* Apple...no. Come back. *curses again and slumps over on the table*
Apple: *stops, but doesn't turn around. She's clearly upset.*
Queen: Wait, Apple. It's just the alcohol talking. Let him sober up some.
Mathiu: *moans, face first into the table* Apple...
Cray: *sighs*
Apple: *sighs and turns around* I think it would be best if I left.
Mathiu: *remains slumped over the table* Apple...sorry....Apple....
Mathiu: *forces himself to sit up and then tries to stand* I'm gonna go swim. And find Viki.
Apple: At least wait until morning? *starts to move towards Mathiu*
Queen: No! Don't go looking for Viki! And no swimming for you either ...
Mathiu: *bows to Queen crookedly, but the intent is there* Lovely chat we were having, milady. Forgive me if I was a bore.
Rekion: *rolls her eyes, takes out a pinch of powder and flicks it at Mathiu's face*
Queen: Actually, you were quite amusing. *to no one in particular* ... Someone help him to his room and tie him down.
Rekion: Nighty night....
Mathiu: *turns his head just before the powder touches his face and continues to talk to Queen* Well...that's something at least...
Queen: You should sober up though. You're still the castle doctor.
Mathiu: *happily, he throws his arms up* Nobody's sick right now!
Rekion: *Waits for the powder to kick in....*
Queen: Not yet. You will be when you wake up.
Apple: *shakes her head disapprovingly, and steadies Mathiu for when the sleeping powder takes effect*
Mathiu: *leans forward, and away from Apple for the moment, feeling...not so well* You're all wonderful people. Should the curse be broken before I wake and suddenly I'm gone...*steadies his head*...uhh...
Apple: *thinks she knows what's coming, and holds onto Mathiu's shoulders.* Sssh.
Mathiu: *fights the effects of the drug* ....burn....the....journals...*and finally he succumbs to it, collapsing to the floor*
Queen: ... Well, he's down for the count. Shall we get him to his room now?
Apple: Yes, I think that would be wise.
Queen: ... Graham, you're going to have to lift him~
Apple: Rekion may have to help.
Mathiu: *makes a few pitiful noises*
Cray: Alright... *pulls Mathiu to his feet and slings one of his arms over his shoulders*
Mathiu: *mutters* which way to go doesn't matter both will lead somewhere if you walk long enough...
Apple: *watches concerned*
Queen: As much as I would like to listen to his drunk ramblings, I think I'll go back to my room myself. I still have lots to think
about.
Mathiu: *his head lolls about as he's hauled away*
Apple: Do you mind if I walk with you back to your room, Queen?
Queen: Not at all, Apple.
Mathiu: *mumbles something about a rabbit*