http://john_thiess.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] john-thiess.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] estdeus_innobis2010-12-12 07:01 pm
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Where everybody knows your name, and is always glad you came, con't.

Continued from here.

Johnny's gone to the Tavern, feeling moody. He's joined by Jarmyn, and then to his dismay, Verite. Jarmyn, trying to be friendly, proposes a drinking game and Verite and Johnny agree with varying degrees of enthusiasm.

They've gone through several rounds, with Verite drinking for the bulk of them.

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'Ri raises an eyebrow at me. "Really?" she asks, raisin' an eyebrow, 'n I nod. "Not as I can remember, anyhow." She takes her shot as Jarmyn says he's never sung in front 'a folks in public neither, and then 'Ri gives him a mean little smile.

"I've never had a person's name tattooed on me." I blush some as Jarmyn protests, but dunt drink 'cause I sure's heck dunt have that. "I've never had anything pierced but my ears," he counters, and now they're just bein' mean.

"Wait," I say quick. "I ain't had anythin' pierced, so what do I do? I ain't got my ears pierced neither." It's not fair, wordin' stuff tricky like that.

Well, my turn again. "I ain't ever..." Huh. I've done lots 'a the sort 'a thing as pops into my head, and I search 'round for somethin'. "I ain't ever had a kid," I tell 'em. That ought t'be safe 'nough, 'less Jarmyn's got one kickin' 'round somewheres.
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[identity profile] jaeresteade.livejournal.com 2010-12-23 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Can’t decide to be sure if this idea that Wanda’s married to the devil is all Lucien’s doing or not, because I liked Lucien. Then again, I’ve never met this Whitman fellow, and now I don’t much want to. But John isn’t making a whole lot of sense and Verite really is, for all she’s had a hell of a lot to drink. Don’t think anybody’s proving anything to anyone about who is or isn’t the devil right about now. “I haven’t had enough to drink to be talking like this,” I tell both of them “So either we need more to drink, or we should all call it a night. I’ll walk you home if you want me to, sweetheart.” And what might happen when we get there I’ll let her decide, but I hope it doesn’t mean a long cold walk back to the Inn for me directly after.

[identity profile] john-thiess.livejournal.com 2010-12-23 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"That don't prove he's the devil," 'Ri argues, "just that he's got odd taste in friends. Really, John, if he's the devil there should be more proof than a couple of weird stories and a circle argument."

I sigh 'n roll my eyes. "It ain't that alone I tell her. There's a bunch 'a folks as know he's the devil - I only know who it was 'cause I thought back t'meetin' him. You ask Miss O'Hara, 'r my sister Tess, Glass Beddau, Mr. Klavec... lots 'a folks know, but there ain't much you can do at the moment."

Jarmyn dunt seem t'want t'hear none 'v it. “I haven’t had enough to drink to be talking like this,” he says, still with that undertone 'v amusement. “So either we need more to drink, or we should all call it a night. I’ll walk you home if you want me to, sweetheart.”

I wish he'd stop callin' her that. "I ain't tellin' you for my health," I say, "but 'v you dunt care it ain't on my head. I told you, and you can make 'v it what you will," I add with a shrug. "I should head off home then." And he can go talk t'the devil 'f he wants t'know 'f I'm right.

[identity profile] verite-belrose.livejournal.com 2010-12-24 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Johnny rolls his eyes and tells me,t ain't that alone I tell her. There's a bunch 'a folks as know he's the devil - I only know who it was 'cause I thought back t'meetin' him. You ask Miss O'Hara, 'r my sister Tess, Glass Beddau, Mr. Klavec... lots 'a folks know, but there ain't much you can do at the moment.

"Oh..." Is all I can say as he names some of the most practical people in town. That makes it different.

And Jarmyn just doesn't get it. Guess he hasn't seen any of real weirdness in town.I haven’t had enough to drink to be talking like this,So either we need more to drink, or we should all call it a night. I’ll walk you home if you want me to, sweetheart.

I'm about to take him up on the offer to walk me home as I don't think it'll do any good to stay and argue the matter, but Johnny has to come back with, I ain't tellin' you for my health,but 'v you dunt care it ain't on my head. I told you, and you can make 'v it what you will, John sounds angry and I guess I can understand why. He shrugs his shoulders an' adds,should head off home then.

I look over at him and say quick before he can leave, "Thanks for tellin' us John, even if I didn't take you serious before."
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