Who: Kiernan & Carolina What: Kiernan goes drinking. Carolina dives in. Where: The Tipsy Sheep When: This evening Rating: PG13? Status: In progress
Kiernan hadn't wound up going off for a drink after spending time in that training room, after all.
As he left, he saw the announcement for the new councilors and extended his congratulations there and only there. It was easy to pretend like nothing was wrong on the network, to joke with Aspel and Drake as he normally would, but had he gone to the reception, well, no matter how hard he tried to smile, someone, eventually, would have seen right through him. So he opted out of free food to spare the celebration his decades-old past. The reception was meant to be a happy thing, and Kiernan was anything but today. For him, this was his brother's day, and though Torin would have been irritated with him for missing out on food and friends, Kiernan was, truthfully, not feeling up to it anyway. He refused to let himself forget his brother or the accident, especially now that the pain has dulled enough that it would be too easy to, or so he feared.
But now the sun was setting, and after spending the afternoon in the skies with Lucy, it was a good a time as any to make a toast to his brother. Kiernan didn't order his usual, but the barkeep at the Tipsy Sheep was used to this particular order on this day: a dark stout, Torin's favorite. He nodded at the bartender with an appreciative smile and then, after raising his glass to the air to nobody in particular, he took one massive swig. Just as Torin would have done.