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. ]

Comments

[baitless]

Hmm. I’m not sure if whether it would fit or not is the problem with me, since I would likely fill it out well enough. It just seems... like I am not suited to it.

[deadlygoals]

True true. It's a little flashy for your tastes.

[baitless]

...plus it seems like it would be very cold to wear, and I am not entirely fond of the cold...

[deadlygoals]

[ Because you're a lizard, seteth ]

It would. Especially with all the rain and colder weather here.

[ Do they need to make a blanket next for Seteth ]

[baitless]

Yes, exactly. Fortunately the rooms are warm enough, but I cannot say I enjoy being cooped up.

[way ahead of you buddy.]