solas_ion | ☘ 006; [video; backdated to 3/17]

[As it turns out, there is a bar in Violet City. Which, tonight, is inhabited by a famed heroic spirit of myth--]

Faither--!

[--who currently has his only son in a headlock.]

Something wrong, kid? C'mon, don't tell me you can't get out of this!

[The resulting scuffle seems to have knocked his Pokegear out of his bag--and as Lancer's E-rank luck dictates, of course it will turn on and record this to embarrass the hell out of him. Meanwhile, the rather hesitant NPC bartender carefully hinted that hey, maybe Lancer should ease up on the getting drunk. Judging by the mostly-empty bottle of alcohol nearby, he was probably right.]

[With his free hand--the one which lacked a flailing teenager--Lancer pointed at the poor bastard with a look of absolute seriousness on his face. Which probably made the situation seem even more ludicrous.]

Hey. HEY. Nobody tells the Hound of Ulster when he's drunk. Back home that'd have gotten you a lance to the chest. And you don't want a cursed lance to the chest.

[A pause--he immediately seemed to forget about the ~horrible offense~ the bartender had committed by suggesting Lancer was drunk.]

...Man, I miss that lance. [He addressed the still-flailing Connla, headlock more of an awkward one-armed hug now.] Your aunt Scathach is gonna kick my ass if she ever finds out I lost it.

[The video timed out shortly after, Lancer's miserable fortune seemingly in full swing even if nothing else was. Drop a few more hints about your identity, why don't you?]

[ooc: IC responses will be delayed by a few hours. Drunk Lancer is quite drunk.]

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What a lively evening! Are you celebrating a particular occasion?

[Because he really hopes that quantity of alcohol is not a weekly thing or something.]

Edited 2011-03-22 17:16 (UTC)

[OH GOD THE HEADACHE. Lancer had, by this point several hours later, passed from 'drunk' to 'nauseated' to skirting the lines of 'this is surely the worst hangover in recorded history'.]

Some ridiculous human holiday I am never celebrating again.

[And of course, he blames the date and not his own cluelessness. For the record, Lancer, humans can't drink as much as demigods.]

A holiday? I've not heard anyone mention it. Are there any other parts of it that you could still celebrate?

['Without looking like you want to die' is unsaid but there.]

I don't have a damn clue. The way I heard it described, it was like humans use this holiday as an excuse to drink. ...And an excuse is pretty much all I need.

[Until the 'OH GOD MY HEAD' kicked in.]

Apparently, this body doesn't have the tolerance I'm used to.

Most people probably consider the drinking the main part of the festivities. The other details might have been lost to time.

Perhaps all of our tolerances have been affected. The last time I drank here, I did so carefully and felt fine afterwards, butit might be different if I tried to get drunk.

Probably. Hell if I know or care at this point.

For your head... Water helps, and I've heard others mention coffee.

[Because Lancer looks absolutely miserable, and Cecil cannot accept misery.]

...Coffee sounds like a good idea. Have to admit, that's probably one of the best things this world has now.

At least, short of fighting and drinking, the latter of the two I won't be doing for a while.

Between coffee and alcohol, this world caters to all our drinking vices. If only it could cater to our wish to be able to fight properly, too.

Damned shame, really.

[He set the Pokegear down on a nearby counter, focusing on making coffee. Anything to stop his head from exploding, at this rate.]

I've always got Connla if I'm looking for a match, at least.

I can spar with the Warrior of Light or Bartz if needed, but we're used to doing so with magic, jumps, impressive weapons. Our current state is underwhelming, to say the least.

Tell me about it. I still haven't gotten used to losing everything.

...Tolerance for alcohol included, obviously.

I have to admit, this is the first time I've heard anyone mention that they lost something beyond their shape, powers or combat abilities. Who knows what other parts of us have been modified?

I assume I could handle drinking more easily back then because I was something more than human. From what I've been able to tell from this form, you're all pretty damned fragile.

Quite a few of us are not supposed to be that fragile. Even humans find their strength reduced here.

[Not that Cecil himself is fully human, but still.]

Edited 2011-03-23 00:03 (UTC)

...tch, maybe that was strange of me to say. I know a couple humans that won't die so easily, after all.

Many people can be surprisingly resilient. One of my friends once fell dozens of kilometers after blowing up a bomb he was holding, in a land filled with lava. He survived with relatively minor injuries.

...You got me there. I'm impressed.

And he keeps going just like he did back then, even though he's over seventy. One of theses days, he'll break a hip.

Huh. That really is impressive.

If I manage to still be half as solid at his age, I'll be happy.

Guess only time will tell on that one, huh?

I hope it will. I was never the type to wish for a glorious death at a young age.

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