weekend mingle featuring 5 pm brunch because time is meaningless now

[pr159]

[ There probably isn't a single person among them who isn't exhausted after that trial, so it's no surprise that, like last week, there's no party when it's over. Maybe some stay out and mill about the city, while others finally take the chance to get some well-deserved sleep.

Personally, Rideaux is absolutely going to bed now, because it's fucking 10 am or something, and that was a lot.

But when he wakes up again in what is nominally the afternoon, once he's taken a shower and no longer looks like a haggard mess, he's actually going to hole up in the kitchen at the clergy housing and make some pancakes. Just pancakes and nothing else, because this mix is "just add water!" and that's the extent of his cooking skills the most effort he's going to put into anything. Some of them may be slightly burned and oddly shaped, but they're free, so shut it.

There's also some coffee and some (cheap, not his good stuff) whiskey, so if you want to make a half-assed Irish coffee, he's not stopping you.

Is this supposed to be a distraction? Is this actually all just to celebrate the fact that Cumore briefly thought he was going to die and that was delicious to watch? Maybe, but no one has to know that. ]

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brunch

[psychophant]

[Iago didn't exactly have any plans on joining everyone for this since he's spent pretty much the entire day either locked in Dist's room having a meltdown, locked in Cumore's room trying to piece himself back together, or fast asleep. But he needed to get something to eat, so here he is. He's looking as put-together as always, though it's obvious he's just. done. He's so tired. He needs to sleep for the rest of this damn weekend.

He gets about as far as bypassing Seteth on the way to the kitchen (with at least a nod in greeting) before he pauses and doubles back to look at the outfit.]

...Where did you get this.

[That isn't even a proper question, and he's trying to keep his face from doing... something and not really succeeding.]

[baitless]

[...what a reaction, especially from someone he's been honestly kind of concerned about given... waves hands...]

Ah, it... came from the store, actually. Is it yours...?

[he's trying not to sound judgmental, but really, what the fuck is that thing.]

[psychophant]

[look it's fine his dist died and he spent the entire trial shrieking but we have bigger problems right now.]

It was. A long time ago.

[He approaches like he's considering taking it, then remembers that he now lives in Cumore's room. Cumore will never let him live this down.]

Burn it. It's certainly not something I wanted.

[i am so sorry that seteth now has the mental image of this man wearing this thing but also: that's hilarious]

[baitless]

...

[he kind of squints a bit.]

Is that... some kind of class uniform?

[LIKE, THEY SHARE SOME SIMILARITIES, HE'S... HE'S GOT TO WONDER]

[psychophant]

[.................]

All Dark Mages wear them.

[...]

No, I don't know why.

[baitless]

...

Why... do any of us wear any class uniforms. Honestly, though, the interesting thing to me is that the Dark Mages I'm used to wear very heavy robes. And masks.

[psychophant]

Sorcerers wear something similar to this, [gestures to the circlet] and I'm assuming you don't mean masks like mine.

[huh. weird. what's up with your non-sexy dark mages.]

I imagine your Wyvern Riders don't wear the same thing you do, however.

[being a unique character means unique clothes!!! even if they're just a slightly upgraded look to your class.]

[baitless]

No, they look a bit more like... hmm. I'd say they look a bit like a crow's face, honestly. I know they were fairly prevalent during the plague in Faerghus, and dark mages just seemed to latch on to the aesthetic.

[actually, it's kind of a chicken and egg situation. a demented crow and egg situation.]

But no, the standard uniform is different.

[psychophant]

[do plague doctor masks exist in nohr?? has there ever been a plague??? i hate fates.]

I see. Well, I suppose dark mages do tend to be a rather eccentric bunch.

[Not that it's a bad thing! He too is an eccentric dark mage. But we're so weird.]

Anyway, I have no interest in keeping that stupid thing.

[...hmm.]

Actually, perhaps I should. I don't want anyone else wearing it either.

[would dazai wear it??? he has no idea. he doesn't like it.]

[baitless]

I suppose that's true, though there's really nothing wrong with it.

[...]

Dazai suggested giving it to Cumore. It... does seem his style...

[psychophant]

[..................]

Absolutely not. Cumore can never know about this.

[take it to your grave, seteth!!!! don't ever tell cumore about this!!!!!]

[baitless]

Alright, I won’t. I will simply take it back to Fódlan as a curiosity and name no names.

[smash cut to Manuela trying to convince him to wear it]

[psychophant]

[..........................]

Right, I'm definitely taking it now.

[goddammit iago let seteth wear the dark mage outfit!!!!

Anyway yeah, he's gonna grab it unless Seteth tries to stop him, let him die in peace with no one else ever knowing about this...]

[baitless]

[wow Iago now who’s no fun!]

Alright, if you insist.

[...is that a faint hint of amusement in his voice... no, never.]

[psychophant]

[don't give him that look!!!!!!!! don't act like you're amused at his embarrassment!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyway yeah he's gonna take this and flee back to dist's room where he will hide it and no one will ever find it.]