Nikolaos Soukis (aforethought) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-01-09 22:31:00 |
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Current mood: | thoughtful |
Entry tags: | ares, martin of tours, prometheus |
Who: Prometheus and Open
Where: A warmly-lit and highly casual bar along the street.
When: Mid-evening.
Rating: PG-13 for language.
It had been a while since he'd been out like this, but he was enjoying it for the most part--had a beer, was watching his people, half of them drunk to falling over, but that was kind of hilarious, too. For fuck's sake, he sometimes thought, what was the overall point to humanity? They got drunk a lot, they shacked up a lot, they weren't very happy for the most part--
But, anyway, at least they were funny when they'd made themselves stupid on liquor. He leaned against the bar and watched them.
(God, he missed Epimetheus.)
And considered having another beer, just for the hell of it.