Second lecture -- action

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[Today was October 3rd.]

[For most people, this was probably a day like any other, except perhaps for that whole bodies thing that was going on at the shore.  That was, really, a bit disturbing and unsettling, of course.  Though Lord El-Melloi was as concerned about the whole situation as anyone else was, without any further information and the usual suspects ruled out, there was little that he could do about it.  The police were investigating, and getting in their way would not be helping anything, even if he might have liked to get a better look at things himself.]

[Aside from that, it was also his birthday.  Figures.]

[Lord El-Melloi II was thirty years old today, and he was going to spend the evening as he did every year, which was with a glass of gin and tonic to keep him company and if he'd had a video game system, he'd be playing games in his boxers while he drank it, like the classy motherfucker he was.  Birthday parties were for children, not magi of high standing.  Besides that, it wasn't as though he really had very many people to celebrate it with, even if it had been appropriate.]

[Which it wasn't.  Could you imagine anyone with a 'lord' in their name wearing a party hat?  Inconceivable.]

[He was perfectly content to sit in a bar with his gin and tonic and his dignity, anyway.]

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[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's the bartender for this evening? Who doesn't know how to shove off after giving Waver his order?]

How's it going?

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

...Fine.

[And guess who wasn't much in the mood for conversation?]

[Then again, he was a grouch rarely in the mood for idle conversation, so it wasn't too surprising.]

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey, I know that voice. You're a newcomer, right? Nice to meet you.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[If he had known who the bartender was, he might've skipped the drinking.]

Yes, I am. I've hardly been here a week.

[The dry, 'why are you bothering me' expression on his face was going to be lost on Ryuunosuke, wasn't it.]

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

I pay attention to everybody who posts. You never know who might have something interesting to say, or have seen that guy that you miss.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

I suppose that's true enough.

[Sip. He was going to be nursing that one drink for the next two hours. Though he drank a little now-- it was difficult to avoid alcohol when it was so often a social lubricant and he was stuck at so many social events-- he was still a lightweight and didn't like the taste much more now than he did when he was younger.]

Are you looking for someone?

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. I haven't seen him yet, but Saber said that since so many Servants have come here before that I might be able to find mine here someday.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[Don't say Caster, don't say--]

[Dammit.]

Saber may be right, she may not be. There doesn't seem to be much rhyme or reason to who is here and who isn't.

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

[He didn't say Caster. Yet.]

We had a discussion about this. I think there was some kind of 'power of love' thing mentioned.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[Does he even have to?]

...Dare I even ask what you mean by that?

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

He's my most important person. Since she wanted to see hers, and he came, it might be the same for me, or that's how she put it.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

You honestly think that people arrive because someone wanted them to be here hard enough?

[kindofademon.livejournal.com]

Nope. But I'd do anything to have him here.

[croibhristeoir]

[You know who needed a drink? This guy.]

[Alcohol was the number one coping mechanism in medieval Ireland, and boy did he have a lot to be coping with. So much that hed even risk being in the same building as Ryuunosuke.]

[Sup, Waver. There's a glasses-wearing Servant a short distance away from you drinking god only knows what.]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[Don't kill your liver, Lancer. You're mortal now, you can get alcohol poisoning.]

[Eventually.]

[Clearly this was the most manly of stoic silences.]

[croibhristeoir]

[It'll take a while.]

[Indeed it was. If Lancer noticed him at all, he didn't say anything.]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[God bless you and your Irish liver.]

[That's fine with him. What was being social, anyway.]

[croibhristeoir]

[Well, hey.]

[Eventually he'd get a little curious.]

...Rough day, I take it.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

I've had worse and I've had better.

[At least this one didn't involve Zelretch.]

[croibhristeoir]

Likewise.

[At least he wasn't dead or talking to Kayneth.]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

I take it that there have been no more issues with Sophia-Ri?

[Small mercies, man.]

[croibhristeoir]

Nothing yet, thankfully. Though I almost shudder to think what her silence could mean.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

It's impossible to tell now. Hopefully she'll have the sense to refrain from doing anything else that's rash.

[croibhristeoir]

One can only hope, I suppose.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, yes.

[Sip.]

I sure as hell don't want to have to deal with her, though.

[croibhristeoir]

I can't say I blame you in the slightest for that much.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

Magi are a bloody pain to deal with, and I know that from experience. They're stubborn as hell, they don't listen to reason, and trying to get them to cooperate, even for a moment, to get anything done is asking for a miracle.

[Can you tell that there are years of frustration here.]

[croibhristeoir]

Hm--so all magi are intolerable? [He leaned his head on his hand, sighing.]

I can't honestly claim to be surprised.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

Some more than others, but in general, yes.

[croibhristeoir]

People really have become remarkably difficult in this era.

[So he'll just keep on drinking.]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

And they weren't in yours?

[You and him both.]

[croibhristeoir]

...More difficult, then.

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[There are three people Kiritsugu has attempted to kill in this bar. Two in which he has actually succeeded.]

[Gotta get a new scout. Luckily, neither Waver or Uryuu know his face.]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[So long as you aren't trying to kill him now, he doesn't really care.]

[He just wants to drink his gin and tonic in peace.]

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[Kiritsugu takes about the weakest drink there is. Would be suspicious to leave before you even sit.]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[You're still under Waver's radar for now.]

[He'll just be over here, lighting up a cigar to go with his drink.]

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[Kiritsugu will follow suit, lighting a cigarette of his own.]