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[stardiving]

Who: Estinien, Ardbert, the rest of XIV house
When: June 15
Where: Goldenrod City
What: Canon update time!
Warnings/Rating: None

[The music is the first thing that draws his attention as he starts to wake. Something he hadn't missed, even if it got to the point after so long where the infuriating racket was automatically tuned out.

Fury, he hadn't missed it.

The second thing is realizing that he has a headache--like the sort he'd had after taking blows in training, or in a fight. How that had happened, he had no idea.

Third, is after so long without bathing in the heat and humidity of this place, he feels absolutely disgusting. His hair is heavy with grease and sweat and he needs a shower immediately.

He strips the bed and pillows first and foremost, tossing the linens in a corner to be dealt with in the wash before he grabs a towel and clothing and grumps his way over to the bathroom.

It's a good 45 minutes before he gets out and another 15 before he pads downstairs with his hair still damp and getting the back of his shirt wet and Iceheart plastered to his side out of concern.

When he sees a shark flying by the window along with the wind and rain, he almost gives it up and goes back to bed, but he eventually makes it down to the kitchen.]

Comments

[hythlodaeus]

[With Emet-Selch holding Dirk Strider captive in his lab and no access to that, the second best thing is his home. So he makes this his haunt. Plus the... inclement weather outside encouraging him to barricade for a little longer. He sits at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee, looking every ounce as ridiculous as he always does.]

Oh, good. You're moving again. Though... I wouldn't leave too soon if I were you.

[stardiving]

[Ah, this too is familiar. Estinien goes to the refrigerator and pulls out a can of something suitably alcoholic, barely glancing at it before he cracks the tab and takes a long drink.

Look he's not sure what time it is, but he knows that he's tired and sorely needs to be at least a little drunk to deal with this.]

The sharks, you mean. I did not miss how swiving ridiculous this place could be.

[bravury]

[It is absolutely a day to stay inside, not that Ardbert hadn't gone out and caught himself a shark earlier for the novelty of it all. What sorta fishing enthusiast would he be if he didn't?? But besides that, he was firmly indoors. Resigned to drinking around the house and browsing his gear.

Hearing Estinien up and about was a plus to the day, and he held himself back from checking on him when the shower seemed to run long. He had talked to Emet about this, it wasn't like he was going to just pass back out mid shower...

He looks up when Estinien finally joins him in the kitchen and as if he was waiting for him this whole time, he cracks open a beer and holds it up for him.]

Welcome back. Took you long enough.

[Except... he definitely wasn't just waiting for him. This was a man who was going to spend his day casually drinking and eating a very large portion of little smokies he had prepared. It's more than enough to share, but... it most likely wasn't his original game plan.]

[stardiving]

[Estinien stops short, as he really hadn't expected to see anyone waiting for him--he knew of course that if anyone was still there that there was a chance, sure, judging from the Gear he'd only been out for a week, but things happened quickly here. It was no guarantee any of them would still be.]

Believe me when I say however long I was gone here, it felt infinitely longer.

[He steps forward and takes the can, taking a deep drink of it before he sits down heavily in the second chair.]

[bravury]

[He raises an eyebrow, giving Estinien an appraising look as he joined him at the table. They've never really hashed out where they were in time back home, there isn't really much point to it if Ardbert's honest. Better to focus on the here and now usually, but he couldn't help being curious.]

And yet you haven't aged a day.

[A beat, bringing his hand up to his chin.]

That... that sort of thing isn't possible is it?

[Ah, he doesn't need to think that hard on a poor joke. With a dismissive wave he goes on.]

So how long was it then?

[stardiving]

A matter of a few weeks only, yet I'm sure you know how quickly things can change.

[He sets the can down and starts combing through his damp hair with his fingers, before tying it back.]

One disaster averted before five more rear their heads.

[bravury]

Ah…

[He nods, taking a moment to turn off his pokegear before leaning back in his chair, shifting his full attention to Estinien.]

Aye, I know full well how that can be.

[Another drink of his own beer and a nudge of the little weenie bowl closer to Estinien should he be hungry. There’s only one fork.]

Well then, what trouble plagues the Source now?

[stardiving]

[Well he did just sleep for a week, but he really hopes you didn't eat nothing but tiny sausages for that week.

He looks at the bowl and fork for a moment before shrugging and stabbing a few. It's no worse than the salt blocks some stranger nobles kept.]

We prevented the release of a gas that would have killed countless people, only for swiving great towers to appear that temper anyone susceptible that comes within range and sets them to attack--and there's a crazed Ascian in the midst of it all that wants naught more than to kill everyone and everything.

[bravury]

[Don't check the fridge then Estinien, it's not all tiny sausages, but it's not much more than meat and booze.

What Estinien says though isn't news to him. Well, some is like what the towers do, but he's had the displeasure of witnessing the meeting with Fandaniel.]

Met Fandaniel then, have you? I can't say I understand that one.

[It's hard to grasp that someone wants to just kill everyone just because.]

[stardiving]

[Vegetables are good for you, you should eat them.]

Mm.

[He's insane, dangerous, and going to be hell to put down.]

We were able to halt his plans, for a time at least. I know not what madness he plans next.

[He would be worried, but when he'd awoken, he'd been exactly where he left--this place had seemed like a dream. Presumably, it ought to be the same should this world ever let him go again--temporarily or for good.]

[bravury]

[He does!!! When he doesn't need to prepare them himself!!]

Hmm. Farther than I've seen then.

[He closes his eyes, rolling his neck in a stretch as he thought over the last thing he really remembered. There were the towers-- he's not sure if he recalled them tempering people or not, but to be fair they had just recently appeared. Mainly it was Fandaniel in Ala Mhigo with his big swiving 'Lunar Bahamut'. He takes another sip at his beer.]

So you're helping him out now?

[You were noticeably no where to be seen with his companions, he did notice that.]