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hadriel_logs2017-08-03 09:40 pm
requiemshark) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-08-03 09:40 pm
Entry tags:
don't ask my opinion
Who: Ephemera and open
What: Anybody feel like a drink?
Where: Speakeasy
When: Evening
Warnings: tbd
Well, this month has been a goddamn experience, that's for sure. Mass hallucinations, reality warping, more weird-ass monsters at the end, and apparently there's a universe where Ephemera not only lets people call him Terrence willingly, but he's also a firefighter.
What. The. Fuck.
There's also a universe where he doesn't have combat implants drilled into his skull or a nightmare's worth of scars rearranging his face, but he's decided not to go there.
Nope, he's drinking instead. That's better than thinking. And he's going outside while not on patrol.
That's downright social of him, it certainly is. Why, he's even left his helmet off, resting it on the bar as he drinks tequila and listens to the music.
Ephemera sucks on his teeth, good eye narrowed. He's hoping someone will start a fight tonight, something to work off some steam, but it doesn't look like the right crowd and he'd have to take his armor off anyway. Thus lacking any decent prospects of a bar fight - armored or otherwise - he's drinking.
What: Anybody feel like a drink?
Where: Speakeasy
When: Evening
Warnings: tbd
Well, this month has been a goddamn experience, that's for sure. Mass hallucinations, reality warping, more weird-ass monsters at the end, and apparently there's a universe where Ephemera not only lets people call him Terrence willingly, but he's also a firefighter.
What. The. Fuck.
There's also a universe where he doesn't have combat implants drilled into his skull or a nightmare's worth of scars rearranging his face, but he's decided not to go there.
Nope, he's drinking instead. That's better than thinking. And he's going outside while not on patrol.
That's downright social of him, it certainly is. Why, he's even left his helmet off, resting it on the bar as he drinks tequila and listens to the music.
Ephemera sucks on his teeth, good eye narrowed. He's hoping someone will start a fight tonight, something to work off some steam, but it doesn't look like the right crowd and he'd have to take his armor off anyway. Thus lacking any decent prospects of a bar fight - armored or otherwise - he's drinking.