Grace Is Gone

[skyward_eyes]

WHO: Nida Nomura, Some Closed Starters, Otherwise OTA
WHAT: Drinking with Wanda, Missing Persons Announcement, Dangerous habits
WHERE: Wanda's Room, Roof of Dorms
WHEN: August 1st - 7th
WARNINGS: Drinking, Grieving, Possible mentions of death and self-harm.


One Drink To Remember - Closed to Wanda

When he wakes up, bed mostly cold, arms empty, no noise from familiar breathing, his heart aches. This hadn't happened yet, not to someone he knew. Not so far as he knew. Because it definitely hadn't been a year. Not even close. Not even...

Within an hour he's gone to the store and come back, and is knocking on another door in the dorm. Pounding really. He's got a nice tall bottle of vodka, grief in his heart, and someone that needs to know before anyone else. Especially since he couldn't find their information on the network anymore.




Then Another To Forget - OTA

This isn't what he's supposed to do. He knows that. It's not healthy, it's not smart, and it's definitely not what he should be doing, but hey, who needs good life choices? In this case the choice manifests in the form of a young man lying on the edge of the building, a bottle of vodka near at hand, claimed every few minutes for a swig as he stares up at the sky above him.

Is this a risky place to be, especially tipsy? Hell yes. Does Nida care? No. But he does flinch when the door to the roof opens? Yes. Is that possibly bad? Yes.

"Close the door," he'll call, his voice a bit uneven. "You're letting the warm out."

Which he thinks is pretty funny, leaving him chuckling.




Network Post - Audio Only

[Definitely Nida's voice, but also very clearly slurred just enough to imply someone has been drinking. Probably more than he should. Which is any at all.]

For those who would care? Billy Kaplan and Tommy Shepherd are gone.

Filtered to Seifer

Yes, I know. You're disappointed and I shouldn't be drinking. Whatever. Can I borrow Eos for a few nights?


[OOC: Nida is going to be in a bad emotional state, and mostly walking through life a bit broken. He's cool to have custom starters for anyone, just directly message me, hit me on plurk churbooseanon or discord (Churby#4290). I can have something ready rather easily.]

Comments

[sociallychallenged]

You sure you'd wanna trust another man with that sort of blackmail material? Love yourself, Nida. Don't give someone that kinda power over you.

[Come on, Nida. You are drunk enough.]

[skyward_eyes]

He’s got worse.

[What is loving yourself? Can you eat it?]

Ain’t got no power. This place has the power.

[sociallychallenged]

That's true. As far as I'm concerned every place is like that.

Nida, I really think you should sober up enough to go put down a missing person's report.

[Because in this place, he's not seen anyone just disappear. Someone going missing is worth noting.]

I think it should go on record, alright? Then get as drunk as you want to, get thrown in any number of awful cold fuckin' showers you're willing to risk. But you should at least hold it together long enough for that.

[skyward_eyes]

[This is an intriguing situation and he does consider it at length. While mumbling I distinctly to himself.]

Their mom can report it. And I don’t think I can do steps.

[sociallychallenged]

Their mom?

How about I ask you some questions when you can do steps, alright? While the info's still fresh and you don't have to fuck off down to the police department that way.

[He's scraping the bottom of the cop barrel but he's still cop enough to take a statement.]

[skyward_eyes]

[What would a statement matter?]

This happened all the time back in the village. People they, they go away. And don't come back.

[sociallychallenged]

I heard about there. Heard about Hadriel, about Neverland. But this isn't either.

And I don't think it's the best idea to just write off people disappearing as nothing here.

[Where there's a totalitarian regime.]

[skyward_eyes]

Fine. Have it your way, Mister Cop. Tomorrow. Not today. Let me grieve.

[sociallychallenged]

Just don't grieve your way into too many regrets.

[Losing people for no good damn reason is bullshit.]

[skyward_eyes]

[Yeah, he's got a long line of that, Hank. But hey, it's just a guy, not as bad as Hank had.]

Like what? Getting thrown into cold showers?

[Because he can't think of any regrets he might have other than that.]

[sociallychallenged]

Like backsliding.

[Less humor in that response, unfortunately. Losing people is losing people. A mess is a hot mess. He's not about to claim authority on what to drink about when he's gotten so many memories of other people's abuse over the past few days. But he does remember Nida trying so damn hard not to drink.]

Are your brothers around?

[skyward_eyes]

Nah. Seifer's where he always goes. Don't know where Jason is.

[It's okay. They don't need to see him like this. Seifer will find him eventually.]

[sociallychallenged]

I'm gonna guess if you're on the network drunk as fuck, they're gonna find you whether they're there yet or not.

[They all seem to have that kind of relationship.]

[skyward_eyes]

Yeeeeeeep I got gil on him doing that.

[sociallychallenged]

I hope they do.

You're a good guy, you know. You deserve someone buggin' you.

[skyward_eyes]

If only it were that simple.

[sociallychallenged]

How is it not that simple? What the fuck are you gonna do? Turn invisible when they come looking for ya?

Or is it a thing about you not being a decent guy? What is the complicated part here?

I'm sober right now. I need more whiskey before I can follow drunk guy logic.

[skyward_eyes]

Busy. They're busy. Other concerns beyond mopey brother.

[He bugs Seifer too much.]

[sociallychallenged]

[He doesn't know how true that is. But then again, people were too busy for him when he had it bad. And you know what? He ended up fucked up.]

[He doesn't think Connor would be upset if he got drunk for a good cause, so he'll just put it out there.]

If you want a mopey asshole to steal some of your booze before you can get to it, you got my contact info.

[skyward_eyes]

You'd do that? Free booze that tasty?

[It's really terrible booze, Hank. REALLY bad.]

[sociallychallenged]

I'd do it.

[Hell, he probably doesn't even have tastebuds left.]

Your buddy taught me one of your home card games, too, if you have a deck. Might help you take your mind off things.

Nida is weak to the ‘Square’ button.

[skyward_eyes]

[Oh no, the challenge has been issued. There is a chance that he is slightly more sober when he speaks next.]

Boss went teachin’ huh? Get up here. Gonna beat you so bad.

[sociallychallenged]

Oh yeah, probably. Especially if you start throwing other rules at me. But when I show you poker one day, I'll have ya.

Which room?

[skyward_eyes]

Roof actually.

[He's started carrying his cards with him, for Squall's sake.]

And I'll go with simplest rules. So you maybe have a chance. And poker ain't bad.

[sociallychallenged]

[Hank throws on a jacket, leaves a note for Connor, and heads up to the roof. Which is a hell of a place to get drunk, but you know what? Sounds like something he'd do. Him and his more-than-slight deathwish.]

[He ambles onto the roof, looking around at the city skyline as he makes his way over to Nida.]