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[open] pre-gaming, the dignitary variety
Who: Anyone invested in the Dorchacht Dilemma or planning to visit Dorchacht through the event.
When: Septeril 1st, late evening
Where: The Sly Seadog
What: Planning
Warnings: Who the eff knows
[ It was getting late in the evening, but it was crucial to meet up. Daenerys – with the help of some more technologically savvy people – offered invitations to anyone who seemed interested in the affair with Dorchacht.
They meet at the Sly Seadog: a run-down little dive of a tavern, found along a narrow back-alley in the harbour, frequented by sailors, welcoming to Monsters and humans alike. The crowd is dense for this early in the "night", but still a few drunkards pawning off their last bit of money for a little bit more booze.
It was not up to a standard she would prefer, but it's something and it's relatively quiet. Three long tables can fit enough people for their meeting – and there's some standing room at the bar. Time to get down to business, right?
Feel free to top level, make points, argue, etc. ]
When: Septeril 1st, late evening
Where: The Sly Seadog
What: Planning
Warnings: Who the eff knows
[ It was getting late in the evening, but it was crucial to meet up. Daenerys – with the help of some more technologically savvy people – offered invitations to anyone who seemed interested in the affair with Dorchacht.
They meet at the Sly Seadog: a run-down little dive of a tavern, found along a narrow back-alley in the harbour, frequented by sailors, welcoming to Monsters and humans alike. The crowd is dense for this early in the "night", but still a few drunkards pawning off their last bit of money for a little bit more booze.
It was not up to a standard she would prefer, but it's something and it's relatively quiet. Three long tables can fit enough people for their meeting – and there's some standing room at the bar. Time to get down to business, right?
Feel free to top level, make points, argue, etc. ]
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there’s that. eren was and always has been pro-life— he’s been through wanting someone to just eat him so he could disappear. it was always just a tad easier to disappear. he’s not there anymore, and he never would be, because there was one supreme reason why he deserved to live.
he was born into the world in the first place, and his mark would be left upon it. ]
That’s good. We all have a reason to live.
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He'd found that reason at the last moment, and that reason has remained within him for over four years now. That being said, he still makes terrible jokes about death when he's feeling inclined or bored, as that's just a staple of his personality at this point.]
I believe most of us do, yes.
[He glances at his drink, which is almost empty. Figuring he'd had enough, especially since his taste for alcohol has diminished a ton since his initial changes --
He pushes his glass to the side.]
Well, this was a pleasant discussion. I hope we can have another sometime.