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[motivation]

Who: dutch (motivation) & various
What: dutch's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad dayweek: alvis and johnny are both back in stasis and dutch is not happy. add a bomb and alcohol and you got yourself a log.
When: 1st october onward
Where: out and about in olympia (red light district, various other places possibly)
Warning(s): alcohol and sex used as coping mechanisms. violence.



[ if you'd like a starter, hit me up via pm, at the event plotting or on plurk at abiosis ]

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sorry for the delay!!

[flashystyle]

You might just regret that. The last time someone challenged my tastes, they had their face in a pail of milk for the next hour.

[True to his word, Dorian walks them to a rustic little restaurant, keeping a few blocks from the Red Light district just in case the temptation should arise from either of them. It isn't particularly busy given quite a number of citizens can't keep their food down, so they'll have the pleasure of a nice spacious booth in the corner.

And the glasses of water Dorian's ordered for them both. No alcohol tonight, Dutch.] Now, before we start a meal that might burn your tongue beyond speaking, are we going to talk about how much you've drank before dark?

no worries ever

[motivation]

I think I can handle whatever you dish out.

[ the cockiness is routine more than anything, but it's a skin dutch has worn for years, something comfortable and familiar. it hides some of the anger, some of the desperation that she feels at the loss of johnny and alvis. (they are, the both of them, bargaining chips in the hands of the orbiters. dutch knows this, and hates it.) ]

Why would we? [ talk about it, that is. it's none of anyone's business how much she drinks, is it? maybe johnny's or d'avin's because they're her partners, because they rely on her to lead, but — they're not here and even if they were, they aren't killjoys here because there are no killjoys.

and she isn't leading the war. d'avin is the general their army needs, not dutch, even if she's been the one who united them all in the fight against the hullen. ]

[flashystyle]

Because I know the difference between drinking to try and have a good time, and drinking to try and forget a bad time. And I care about you.

[Dorian's eyes are watchful, but not scrutinizing. He knows this. Too many times he's been on the other side of the table, only those telling him he needed to get his shit together weren't kind.]

Do I need to set anyone ablaze? I'm rather good at that, if someone's troubling you.

[motivation]

[ the fight goes out of dutch almost immediately at that, at the easy admission that he cares. quietly, like she's repeating something she's heard many times (which she has), she says: ] Caring makes you weak, did you know?

[ right now, it feels true, though she knows it isn't. she knows johnny makes her stronger, makes her better — but losing him again hurts.

she forces a smile. he often reminds her of pree; for a moment now he sounds like d'avin instead. ] I don't need you to fight my battles.