Operation 36 | [Mingle Action]

[orlokbutterfly]

Who: Gale Reinhardt and YOU
What: MINGLE TIME
Where: Hangar Queen, Genessia City
When: March 20
Warnings: Rated B for Booze!

Following the recent spooky happenings in Everglade and Fayren, people could use some time to wind down and cool off after the fact. Knowing this, Gale sent out a mass invite to come by Hangar Queen for a day of mingling. He's waving the cost of food and drink for the day (given what he makes, he can take the financial hit), so people can just relax and have a good time. A special note is made to remind people that all ages are permitted and alcoholic and non-alcholic drinks are available, with alcohol available for ages 16 and over. Just don't cause any trouble and Gale will see no reason to throw anyone out. The club's mascot is even there for pictures! So why not swing by, even if for a short while? There's nothing to lose. Except your time.

Just be prepared to hear Danger Zone played a lot. It's a moral obligation for this club. Sorry (not sorry).


[ooc: exactly what is says on the tin, it's a mingle post! leave a top level or tag out others. go make some new CR! just don't make Gale throw you out, that'd just be rude.]

Comments

[ubiquitously]

[Given his complicated existence, Uai isn't someone who can get drunk. His body is an illusion, and consuming food or beverage is meaningless. That doesn't mean that he can't enjoy the taste of sweet and fruity drinks, which he has ordered in abundance...

Because while Uai cannot get drunk from alcohol, he feels something similar when he's injured. And after the last week, Uai is pretty beaten up. It doesn't show physically, but in the way he acts like he's missing part of his sanity. He temporary threw away his sadness and fear in order to stay resilient, which meant literally destroying parts of his personality.

As a result, he's become abnormally happy. He can be found at the bar with his drink collection, chewing on the end of a toothpick umbrella and humming along with the music. There are dozens of other toothpick umbrellas floating around him and twirling. Uai is having some strange fun with his dumb magic tricks.]

One~ more drink! I don't have a yellow umbrella yet!

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Aizawa was walking back from somewhere. He wasn't drunk yet, but he could feel the effect of the alcohol rush, his head and stomach turning. When he does manages to walk back, he needed to lean on something. Oh hey, someone's back. He plants his forehead who happens to be Uai's back.]

[ubiquitously]

[Uai just came here to have a good time, but he feels so attacked right now.

Initially, he only turned his head to check who was leaning on him. Would have been nice if it was Azura, and he could give her a hug and a kiss or two. Who else in this bar would want to touch him anyway? He was already prepared for Azura with a smile and a teasing joke on his tongue—-

ABORT ABORT

Instead, he saw Aizawa. He freezes up like a statue. A disappointed statue whose girlfriend isn’t there, but some strange man who now haunts Uai’a nightmares.]

U-um... can I help you...?

[sleepingbagsensei]

Five ...more minutes.

[He mumbles. Standing. Keeping his head there.]

[ubiquitously]

[Uai has so many witty comebacks. He just has to pick one!

A) ”I can and will speed up time to get rid of you faster.”
B) ”What are you, a kid?”

Or he can just nod shakily and keep his big mouth shut. He has learned his lesson. Don’t mouth off at Aizawa, or he’ll really suffer.]

Y-yeah, okay. Take all of the time you need... uh-huh...

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Yes. Thank you. It takes about three minutes until he finally slides off the kid and catches himself on the counter. He gives Uai a pat on the shoulder, illusion or not.]

My apologies.

[Now head is on the counter.]

[ubiquitously]

[When he slides off, Uai helps with alarm.

A mistake he quickly glosses over with a nervous laugh.]

Um, it’s fine. Are you okay...? Have you been drinking?

[sleepingbagsensei]

Beer over liquor.

[He mumbles on the counter.]

Heard of it?

[ubiquitously]

Sounds like you want to die.

[No, he has t.]

... Are you gonna be okay? Maybe you should close your eyes.

[NOT SUBTLE.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Seriously? Aizawa tilts his head up peeking over his arms with one eye for a moment, returns back into his hiding.]

Kinda makes you want to wish.

[UGH. How did he mess it up! Blaming Midnight. Does that answer if he's okay too?]

[ubiquitously]

[Wow, okay... Uai is actually a bit worried now.

A bit.

Drunk Aizawa is more likely to turn him into a dragon.]

Do you need something...? [Liiiike another cocktail? Uai looks down at his collection, wondering what he can offer.]

[sleepingbagsensei]

[Uai. Never mix drinks. Learn this lesson and pass it on.

He just mumbles while sitting and laying there. He's not moving.]

Water and a bucket.

[Just to be on the safe side. No, no more drinks. Please.]

[ubiquitously]

[Fortunately, Uai is immune to alcohol. And most things, really. He's not immune to sympathy, though, so feels bad for poor Aizawa. The guy might be terrifying, but he deserves some help.

So Uai summons a glass of water to push his way. He'll decide how to get the bucket later.]

Why so much drinking? Rough day?