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i recall owing you a drink. you better redeem that before the offer expires.
Didn't know it had an expiration date. You got a bar of choice or were you thinking a "Fireball straight from the bottle" kind of drink?
bar, definitely. that latter one's more pen and my's thing. not picky where.
Cool. Haven't been out to one in a grip, but this one wasn't all swarmed with college kids last time I was there.
[she sends along the address.]
When did you wanna get things started? You planning a late night?
[she sends along the address.]
When did you wanna get things started? You planning a late night?
nah. not looking to get rotten. 7 or 8?
7 works. Gets us back home in time for whatever's gonna get thrown at us next. I'll try to keep it so I can get home on my own two feet by the end of the night, but no promises.
don't you forget i'm only paying for the first one
[Freya'll be there on time, and'll head inside and wait at the bar with something colorful and probably fruity.]
[Freya'll be there on time, and'll head inside and wait at the bar with something colorful and probably fruity.]
[turns out working at a host club is pretty good for her wallet. she's already on a stool inside with her black wings framing white hair, her shoulder blades exposed in a ratty tank top so she doesn't have to worry about covering the wings up. part of the reason she picked this bar is because it's spacious as far as bars go and she's not gonna end up knocking anything over.]
Yo. Killing the outfit. [she pulls a bag off the stool next to her and brings it down to the floor.] What you been up to?
Yo. Killing the outfit. [she pulls a bag off the stool next to her and brings it down to the floor.] What you been up to?
Don't I always?
[The wings earn a curious stare. She still had those? It's just been a few weeks, but Respatrum felt like ages ago.]
You know, there's probably an angry little man with an unlit forge that wants his fire spirit back.
[The wings earn a curious stare. She still had those? It's just been a few weeks, but Respatrum felt like ages ago.]
You know, there's probably an angry little man with an unlit forge that wants his fire spirit back.
Probably. But it's not my problem anymore.
[she's been spending a lot of time up there, honestly. it's been a busy month.]
I got it pulled out of me after one of my friends almost shot me in the chest. Like, with a gun. [she shrugs.] The wings stuck around.
[she's been spending a lot of time up there, honestly. it's been a busy month.]
I got it pulled out of me after one of my friends almost shot me in the chest. Like, with a gun. [she shrugs.] The wings stuck around.
[Freya settles on the stool next to her.]
You know, I'm really not sure where to start with that. "Oh, wow, Anna, what went wrong?" or "Friends with Prompto?"
[She feigns an airy voice for both.]
You know, I'm really not sure where to start with that. "Oh, wow, Anna, what went wrong?" or "Friends with Prompto?"
[She feigns an airy voice for both.]
Nanashi, actually. Haven't met Prompto yet.
[but if they're one of Freya's friends, they're probably pretty chill. she puts on the most sheepish look she's ever worn, which still isn't that bad.]
Kid got really pissed at spirits just in general, I guess. I held on to one and he decided to shoot it. [she encouraged him to shoot it.] The spirit ate the bullet, but it hit me a few minutes later what a stupid idea that was. For both of us.
[but if they're one of Freya's friends, they're probably pretty chill. she puts on the most sheepish look she's ever worn, which still isn't that bad.]
Kid got really pissed at spirits just in general, I guess. I held on to one and he decided to shoot it. [she encouraged him to shoot it.] The spirit ate the bullet, but it hit me a few minutes later what a stupid idea that was. For both of us.
[Prompto is many things, but chill is not a word she would use.]
[Freya chuckles as she flags down the bartender.]
Mm, I'm gonna take a stab here. With a gun involved, I'd say... colossally stupid?
[Freya chuckles as she flags down the bartender.]
Mm, I'm gonna take a stab here. With a gun involved, I'd say... colossally stupid?
Close enough with "colossally". I don't think we have a word for it in English yet.
[and working tonight is a bartender Anna knows from when she was in college, even though she hasn't been here in super long.]
Hey, Jill. Past few years have been great to you. Uh, anyway, just give me whatever she orders. At least for this first one.
[and she passes it off to Freya with a smirk.]
[and working tonight is a bartender Anna knows from when she was in college, even though she hasn't been here in super long.]
Hey, Jill. Past few years have been great to you. Uh, anyway, just give me whatever she orders. At least for this first one.
[and she passes it off to Freya with a smirk.]
[Freya rolls her eyes.] I go and give you free reign to get anything on my bill, and that's your answer? Your loss.
[Some kind of sweet mixed drink it is.]
[Some kind of sweet mixed drink it is.]
[oh, come on, she's being adventurous.]
I wasn't expecting that. That what you go for when you're not out to get... what did you say, rotten?
I wasn't expecting that. That what you go for when you're not out to get... what did you say, rotten?
[Freya glances over with a cheeky smile before taking a solid drink of it.]
[...but really, she'll be sipping it from here on out. She meant it.] Yeah. Rotten, smashed, gut full of piss, off my face, legless, hammered. What'dya you think I am, a one-pot screamer?
[She drawls out, laying her accent on thick. Freya's sure she missed more than a few bits of slang, but she's not really putting effort into this.]
[...but really, she'll be sipping it from here on out. She meant it.] Yeah. Rotten, smashed, gut full of piss, off my face, legless, hammered. What'dya you think I am, a one-pot screamer?
[She drawls out, laying her accent on thick. Freya's sure she missed more than a few bits of slang, but she's not really putting effort into this.]
Oh, ja?
[Anna laughs at all the slang Freya's able to pump out and tries her hand at some of her own, but it's been, you know, kind of a while.]
Kind of like being total drauf or ein endloses Bierloch or, uh, wir sind blau, oder gehasselhofft, oder... fuck. German's hard for non-Germans to understand. You've got the good ones.
[she takes a drink herself, and she's not being nearly as modest with it.]
[Anna laughs at all the slang Freya's able to pump out and tries her hand at some of her own, but it's been, you know, kind of a while.]
Kind of like being total drauf or ein endloses Bierloch or, uh, wir sind blau, oder gehasselhofft, oder... fuck. German's hard for non-Germans to understand. You've got the good ones.
[she takes a drink herself, and she's not being nearly as modest with it.]
[It's Freya's turn to laugh. She does try to puzzle out the sounds, but Anna's right.]
Those aren't even the best ones. The favorite of all my non-Straylian friends has got to be "I hope your chooks turn into emus and kick your shithouse door down."
Those aren't even the best ones. The favorite of all my non-Straylian friends has got to be "I hope your chooks turn into emus and kick your shithouse door down."
[well, add her to the list, because it gets a smile about halfway through and then an incredulous laugh from Anna by the time Freya finishes possibly the best piece of slang ever.]
What the hell does that even mean? God, you guys really know how to party down there.
What the hell does that even mean? God, you guys really know how to party down there.
[She can't not smile. It's great, seeing people react like that.]
Cliff notes? "I wish you bad luck." Translation? May their chickens transform into emus and kick in their toilet door while they've got their pants down. Never heard anyone actually use it, but still hell of a phrase.
Cliff notes? "I wish you bad luck." Translation? May their chickens transform into emus and kick in their toilet door while they've got their pants down. Never heard anyone actually use it, but still hell of a phrase.
Holy shit.
[that's real good. she racks her brain trying to think of any good ones to share back at Freya, but it's been too long. all she can come up with are weird folksy ones.]
If someone lives out in bumfuck nowhere, we say they live where the fox and the rabbit say good night to each other. All the ones I can think of are kind of cute like that. Or, like, weirdly pig-themed. German's like that.
[that's real good. she racks her brain trying to think of any good ones to share back at Freya, but it's been too long. all she can come up with are weird folksy ones.]
If someone lives out in bumfuck nowhere, we say they live where the fox and the rabbit say good night to each other. All the ones I can think of are kind of cute like that. Or, like, weirdly pig-themed. German's like that.
Hah. "Cute" isn't what I'd call Oz' language.
[A sip of her drink.] So, aside from almost gettin' yourself shot, you been up to any thing?
[A sip of her drink.] So, aside from almost gettin' yourself shot, you been up to any thing?
[yeah, no, Anna can't even argue that. Australian slang is tough, like literally everybody from Oz she's ever met, which is. well, Freya. she takes much more than a sip.]
You know, same old. Getting weird memories about flying centipede robots and almost blowing myself up. Normal, everyday stuff.
You know, same old. Getting weird memories about flying centipede robots and almost blowing myself up. Normal, everyday stuff.
[Freya hums thoughtfully, tapping a finger twice on the bar in the meantime. After a moment, she nods.]
Yeah. Sounds about right. That little game in Respatrum? Guess she's done something like that before. Got a vision later of goin' skydiving out of a falling plane to catch some other people with Bahamut.
[She glances over with a grin.] So about par for this stuff, yeah?
Yeah. Sounds about right. That little game in Respatrum? Guess she's done something like that before. Got a vision later of goin' skydiving out of a falling plane to catch some other people with Bahamut.
[She glances over with a grin.] So about par for this stuff, yeah?
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