Letting Loose and Drowning Sorrows [Closed]

[wishmadeinfire]

Who: Ashura & Maraich
What: Ashura and Maraich had previously planned to have a few drinks together, and with the disappearance of their charge they have an even better reason to get a few drinks
When: Today
Where: A bar somewhere on the Thor and might migrate back to one of their rooms if conversation requires it
Warnings: possible drunken behavior

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[maraihi]

If Maraich were to be honest, he could use a drink. Normal stresses piled on top of the other problems that had been coming up and he needed a break. He didn't plan on staying completely sober as he suggested before - although he didn't plan on getting drunk, either.
So he had already ordered a drink. A glass of red wine. He had hardly started it when Ashura arrived.
He glanced back when he heard his name, and waved him over. He was at a small table - not the type to sit right at the bar. He didn't expect a deep conversation; they were both here to get their minds off of things.
"I see you made it."

[wishmadeinfire]

He nodded, sitting down with the elegance and grace of a king who has had such things pounded into them from the time they were old enough to remember them properly. He motioned to the waiter and ordered a nice red, like Maraich and told him to leave the bottle for them.

"I made a promise and, honestly, your company is... needed, right now," he said, taking the glass from the waiter and sipping.

[maraihi]

Maraich nodded. He could understand immediately what Ashura was talking about, no explanation needed.

He gave a heavy sigh, putting two fingers to his temple, "It's been a rough week."
It seemed he was spending more time looking at the wine and idling swirling it than drinking it.

[wishmadeinfire]

"That it has," he murmured, tapping the top of his glass with his finger before picking it up and sipping, gulping a bit as it hit his throat and then his stomach.

"It... it hurts, to have her gone," he admitted quietly, his throat tight.