6th Ritual of Detestation: Secular holidays

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

[ Garviel is sitting on a bench by the Hotel, clearly not in a Christmassy mood. He's scowling at the world, and if you approach, scowling at you. Dare you talk to the tremendous fellow? ]

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[grapplings.livejournal.com]

[ Oh. That's a debate Abel likes to avoid, but...he's fucked now. ] You're aware some people celebrating the holidays don't believe in Jesus, right?

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Really? Why do they celebrate it then? That strikes me as illogical.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

Because people like celebrating. [ Abel stretches his legs. ] Who wouldn't take an excuse to eat, drink and get presents?

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Hah, you sound like Nero. [ he smiles at little at the mention of her, then shakes his head. ]

I didn't do much feasting or celebrating where I am from. Just the occasional bottle of wine.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

I don't know who that is but... [ Abel leans back, resting his head behind his hands. ] ...when you don't know whether you're going to be dead or alive the next day, you stop caring why you're celebrating, and you just do.

Sounds boring. No food? Wine's good and all, but a good wine is nothing without a good dish.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

Hm... And what do you suggest? I have taken a liking to various forms of beef, during my sojourn here.

[grapplings.livejournal.com]

Just beef? [ Abel groans. ] You haven't lived until you've tried a nice salmon with a white wine.

[greyerrant.livejournal.com]

I shall try it at my next opportunity. Most wines I had with the Legiones were red. I suppose they were just more common in the expeditionary fleet.