lifeaftr | take a one way ticket to the bacchanal

Who: Connor and the Jormun and y'all.
What: It's a weed party.
When: Weed Day
Where: The Monkey Compound.
Warnings: I mean. Drugs. There's drugs in this post and a disappointing lack of Alan Cumming dressed as a goat.

Connor kind of only means to invite the Jormun over because it's 4/20. He can't, like, not do anything for 4/20? Then it kind of occurs to him that after the utter disaster of the last island and the, uh. Questionable? Findings? On the new island, people might actually want to have a party.

So he scribbles a invitation somewhere on the rock:

Party on 4/20
Monkey Compound
Be there or be square
The party itself is kind of - there's a fire? And something is roasting over it? There's a couple tables, none of which are remotely the same shape or size because they're all that kind of wooden table. You know, the kind that rich people get to look rustic. There's also some chairs and benches, but let's be real: this was a party put together by a dumpster fire of a human being. Aside from the baskets on the center of each table that contains some fruit and a bunch of assorted bowls made out of coconuts - some of which contain suspiciously blue milk - there's not a whole lot of decoration. It basically looks like the kind of party that might show up if you searched "sad birthday parties" on a stock website.

He tried, okay? There was a serious attempt, given that realistically Connor actually was just gonna hang out with the Jormun and get high until he decided that other people might actually. Want to hang out or whatever?

Besides, we all know you're here for weed jokes anyway so it doesn't really matter what the actual party is like. Pretend like this is playing in the background or something.

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[Ardyn laughed under his breath, pulling the hat down slightly as if in an unprecedented show of self-consciousness.]

You and most others, by the sound of it.

Oh, my, are you getting flustered? Shocking. I shall have to tell everyone immediately.

Nothing of the sort, my dear. Reminiscing for days long past and unattainable.

Oh? You are in a strange mood.

But I would not be averse to listening, if you need an ear to talk into.

Of course you're averse to it, you needn't play otherwise.

[For once, his tone was gently admonishing more than the bitter cold that might have come with what followed.]

All that made me worthwhile to you people vanished with that island, so there's no point in pretending you care. It's terribly insincere.

[ She raises both eyebrows as she looks at him closely. ]

Really. I hate to admit it, but I am a terrible liar. And why do you think I keep bothering you? Do you truly believe I come by only for the bird?

I think we both know Hresvelgr to be better company than me.

[ the most long-suffering sigh ]

You are frustratingly stubborn.

Try 'incapable of empathy', that's a bit closer to the mark.

Yet there was a time when you were capable of such a thing, yes?

Past tense is funny, isn't it?

[Where that usually would have sounded sarcastic, Ardyn seemed like he was making an honest observation.]

Rather suggests the time has passed, much as the term implies.

Hmm. That is fair.

[ She pushes a bit of hair out of her face. ]

Yet, I would wager a guess that old self of yours resurfaces, at times. Such as... in the crystal caverns, so long ago?

So? Even the moon is prone to eclipses now and again.

You had no reason to show me mercy, Ardyn.

[ Her voice is soft, and she doesn't quite look at him. ]

That is all I meant. That kindness I saw in the desert, that was not a fluke, even if you would like to pass it off as such.

Maybe I just felt like killing something. I was having a rather difficult day, you know.

Yet you chose a dying girl, in pain and suffering, as opposed to one of the crystal creatures.

Oh, like I could really fight one of those things in that condition? I'm immortal, not undefeatable.

[ She chuckles quietly, wrapping her arms around herself. ]

Still... I am grateful to you for it, no matter your motivation.

Can none of you just let these occurrences pass unremarked upon and forgotten? You're liable to make me think I as I am now prove naught but an obstacle to whatever you chase after.

It's enough to give one a terrible inferiority complex.

I assure you, that is far from my intention. Can I not thank someone for helping me in my time of need?

You want to thank me for stabbing you.

[ Oh my god. ]

No, Ardyn, that was terribly unpleasant. I want to thank you for granting me a swift death instead of turning into a crystal abomination.

...That's weird. You're weird.

[ardyn are you okay.]

Are all humans this ridiculous?

[ no no this is good ]

Well, I cannot say I've been called that before.

[ A quiet laugh. ]

We all are, in different ways. You are quite weird, too.

I have an excuse. Two thousand of them, in fact.

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