[Accidental Visual] Hotel Carmilla-- Don, Long is copycatting you

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The tablet had been very helpful in letting him know when it might be wise to leave his rooms. When the coast was clear of possibly hostile dots, Long shouldered a satchel containing a few books and notebooks he had thought it simply unbearable to leave behind (and what a trial it had been, deciding that, winnowing it down to what he could carry).

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Keywords, Long.

"I'm starting to think this whole free alcohol thing is...a bad idea." Exasperasted Glitch is exasperated. "To answer your question, though: they'll probably giggle, then ignore it."

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"Yes, of course. Giggling first, rrremiss of me to have thought otherwise," Long said, his rs rolling off his tongue as he blinked down at Glitch's face.

"Why do you-- why do you think it is bad idea? Have bawls-- brawls broken out?"

Said with absolutely no piecing together of his own state of intoxication with Glitch's words, of course.

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"No, it's just making folks...less cautious. And, well, maybe there will be brawls. Or or or alcohol poisoning."

Glitch is, occasionally, a fretter.

"But really, no, it won't help. The only time they really step in to do anything is when one of us does something really wrong." He frowned, not entirely sure if he was remembering that properly. "It's why we can't get explosives now, 'cept for fireworks."

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"Taxon has an excellent doctor," Long responded sagely, as if that quelled all issues.

He propped one hand under his chin-- it seemed rather easier to support the weight of his head that way-- and nodded ponderously at Glitch's words although he had no idea what the other fellow was talking about.

"The New Year's fireworks were quite splendid, really. An, an auspicious start to the year in some ways..."

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"Oh." Glitch made a face. Doctors. He wasn't too fond of them, truth be told, they were always stealing brains and blowing things up and...okay, that didn't make much sense but he felt certain it was true.

Meanwhile Mayland was being fascinating and not doctor-scary so Glitch opened to focus on that.

"Auspicious how?" he asked, curious. "I mean, seeing as we got, you know, zombies right after."

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"You don't approve of doctors?" Long said muzzily, noticing the expression that crossed Glitch's face. "Theirs is a-- a noble profession. Pri-... primum noc-- no that isn't right-- primus non-- oh blast and hell, I can never Latin when drunk."

Long scowled at his glass. Cause of many earthly ills. He gave it a deliberate push out of arm's reach down the bar's top, and tried to drag his meandering attention back to the discussion.

"Ah, but I got to insure-- incise-- incinerate some of the zombies. That was very auspicious," he said with a wag of a finger.

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"D-don't worry, I'm sure it's all...a-all true, I'm sure," Glitch replied with a vague nod. Yes, there were kindly and helpful ones but there were also a few with buzz saws.

The news of burninating got a grin, as Glitch himself had hardly been able to mete out the punishment he felt the zombies had deserved. DG had managed to pull him back, but for a time he'd wanted nothing more than to just destroy them all because-

"I watched my best friend die," he said, a bit too blithe and lacking any gravitas. "It was pretty quick but still terrible, and and then I buried him."

And that was the first time he'd said it all out loud, and Glitch paused. "That's all better now too, though."

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There was more confused blinking at this. Glitch's words and tone were utterly at odds with one another, and that might have caused him a moment's disconnect even had he been fully sober.

"...I... I'm sorry for your loss?" he hazarded. "--oh. Oh. But he came back? With B'Elanna and the others?

"We have oddly-- oddly considerate sadists for captors."