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Tweak says, "So u'll b free 2nite? Probably"

Auron (loneguardian) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-09-11 18:09:00

Entry tags:

alistair, auron, merry brandybuck

Who: Auron and Alistair in their cartoony glory
What: Scientific experimentation to see if cartoons can get blitzed out of their minds.
When: Sunday night.
Where: The Unnamed Pub. I don't remember where it is. Semi-open, if other people want to put their pups in the bar to watch them make asses of themselves.
Warnings: I'm going to assume swearing, and who knows, maybe one of them is a naked drunk. ~~My money's on Alistair.~~

This was annoying.

Auron adapted very well to most situations. To tell the truth, the weapon didn't annoy him. The same thing had happened in the Underworld. But the change to the very laws of physics was draining on his nerves. He'd never put up well with rampant stupidity, and now even nature had turned the buffoon.

He sat in the pub, waiting for Alistair. He had grown fond of the company of the warrior. They saw eye to eye in many ways. He was the only company he could think of save Lulu that would not drive him even more insane in this state. Nursing the stout the small bartender had assured him was the house's best, he brooded.

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cheeseordeath
2011-09-12 02:34 am UTC (link)

Alistair wandered in to the Unnamed Pub, which really was unnamed. The signpost outside had been deliberately left blank, with just "Unnamed Pub" written in small letters on the bottom. He opened the door cautiously, only to have the door opened for him by a very short person.

Merry Brandybuck grinned at the new arrival. "Welcome to the Unnamed Pub, my good sir. Can I get you a seat?"

"No, thanks, I'm meeting a friend. You don't do much in the way of advertising, do you?" said Alistair.

Merry laughed. "We can be a bit easy to overlook, it's true. On the other hand once people have met us, they tend to remember us. True of both the pub itself and hobbits in general." After a little more small talk he presented Alistair with the pint of ale he'd ordered and pointed him towards the back, where Auron was sitting.

Alistair grinned upon sighting the warrior. "You do that almost as well as someone I used to know," he said without preamble, taking a seat.

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	loneguardian 2011-09-12 02:57 am UTC (link)
	"And what is that?" In anyone else, the expression might have been called a smile. In Auron's case, he was just slightly less grumpy than usual. It was good stout. He had slung the red coat over the back of his chair, the dull black of his breastplate obviously metal. Sort of. This world was so strange. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cheeseordeath 2011-09-12 03:02 am UTC (link)
	"Maintain an air that's perfectly balanced between brooding and stoic," Alistair said cheerfully. "Wish you could have met him, you'd've liked him. Another swordsman, wielded this massive two-handed thing like it weighed nothing. Taught me a good deal about how to use it, too. But not someone you'd want to play diamondback against." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	loneguardian 2011-09-12 03:04 am UTC (link)
	A small snort escaped him, and he nodded. "I will take your word for it. On the diamondback." He put down the empty glass, motioning for another. That would make two, and that should be enough for the evening. Or was it three? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cheeseordeath 2011-09-12 03:16 am UTC (link)
	"Remind me never to play against you, either. You must bluff like a champion. Or worse, never need to." Alistair frowned, catching sight of something odd across the room. He thought he'd seen...nah, couldn't be, he must have imagined it. Clearly he needed more alcohol. Except his glass was still full. Better fix that first. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	loneguardian 2011-09-12 03:19 am UTC (link)
	This time Auron allowed himself a quiet laugh. Definitely must have been three. "Should the occasion present itself, I promise to try." He stared into the beer that the hobbit had brought, musing over where to begin. "You want to know of Spira." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

cheeseordeath
2011-09-12 03:44 am UTC (link)

"I would, yes," Alistair admitted. He finished his own glass and signalled for more. "You make it sound pretty strange. Deaths that don't stay deathly and all that."

Alistair wasn't imagining it, he was sure now. There was someone in the corner who had little spirally things floating above his head. For some reason the spirally things suggested that the man is very drunk. So did the slurred speech and glazed expression and beer sloshed all over the table in front of him, granted, but the little spirally things added to the impression in some way he couldn't explain. Where'd they come from?

Yep, Alistair definitely needed another drink.

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loneguardian
2011-09-12 04:03 am UTC (link)

Auron took his time with another long drink of the stout, then wiped his mouth with the back of one hand.

"The dead have to be Sent, in Spira. If they are not, they stay among the living, grow jealous of them. In time, some become monsters. Others just... remain. I was one who was not sent. I watched Braska and Jecht sacrifice their lives to defeat Sin, then struck out in anger against the woman who had demanded their death. She killed me. I was not bitter, only determined to stop her, even then. So I remained."

Auron paused. He was sure there'd be questions. There were always questions.

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	cheeseordeath 2011-09-12 02:18 pm UTC (link)
	Alistair considered all this. "Something like a ghost, then?" He reached out and tapped Auron's hand where it held the stout. "You seem solid enough to me. Huh. You're a lot easier on the eyes than most of the undead I've met." He flashed a brif grin. "Which isn't saying much, they were all pretty hideous. So, that was death number one. Number two?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	loneguardian 2011-09-12 06:35 pm UTC (link)
	Auron couldn't help but be amused. Poking a ghost. Even in Spira he was coporeal. "I thought I explained that part to... Someone." It was a little hazy. "The lord of the Underworld, Hades brought me back to fight a child named Sora. I refused. After helping Sora, I was at rest again." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cheeseordeath 2011-09-14 02:19 pm UTC (link)
	Oh yeah, he had mentioned something about that. Except..."A child?" Alistair asked, incredulous. "Why would any sort of dead-god-thing need a legendary swordsman to take out a child?" Alistair frowned again. "Hang on, so are you dead now, or alive?" He definitely needed more alcohol to help deal with this. Convenient that they were in a pub. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

loneguardian
2011-09-14 03:53 pm UTC (link)

"Sora was a... unique child. A wielder of a very powerful blade in that world. That is why he was targeted. He hardly needed my help."

Well, except for Cerebus.

Auron frowned, considering the question. "I believe I am alive at the moment. It is difficult to say. Death has no particular feeling unless there is a Sending occurring."

Was he alive? Most likely. Auron found it best not to think on.

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	cheeseordeath 2011-09-15 10:52 pm UTC (link)
	"Kid with magic sword, evil lord of darkness, the dead coming back to life..." Alistair took a long draught from his mug. "Pretty fantastic stuff." It wasn't said as an insult, just a matter-of-fact. "You're probably alive, giving that you're here drinking with me. Ghosts, I'll believe. Ghosts who can get drunk, that's just a bit less likely." (Reply to this) (Parent)