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kore_logs2013-03-25 08:01 pm
tryingitall) wrote in kore_logs2013-03-25 08:01 pm
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can't seem to find our state of grace
Who: Balthazar and OPEN
What: Exploring and chatting.
When: Day 54
Where: All over the place, but eventually the bar and House 11. Encounter him anywhere you like.
Warnings: Probably none, will update if that changes.
Balthazar's not sure whether to be optimistic about this brave new world or not. There's no question but that certain individuals here are a threat. Raphael and Lucifer? Scary. Whatever's got them all trapped here? Also scary. At the moment, though, the weather is fairly pleasant, there's no looming apocalypse, planned or otherwise, and even the demons here seem to be, if not civil, at least tolerable.
Probably the other shoe will drop before long, but until then he's going to try to enjoy himself.
Hence the search for the bar he hears is around somewhere. He circles through streets, looking over houses, buildings, and...hmm. Rubble. That's a little worrisome. But not too far off he finds what he was looking for, and slips curiously through the doors.
What: Exploring and chatting.
When: Day 54
Where: All over the place, but eventually the bar and House 11. Encounter him anywhere you like.
Warnings: Probably none, will update if that changes.
Balthazar's not sure whether to be optimistic about this brave new world or not. There's no question but that certain individuals here are a threat. Raphael and Lucifer? Scary. Whatever's got them all trapped here? Also scary. At the moment, though, the weather is fairly pleasant, there's no looming apocalypse, planned or otherwise, and even the demons here seem to be, if not civil, at least tolerable.
Probably the other shoe will drop before long, but until then he's going to try to enjoy himself.
Hence the search for the bar he hears is around somewhere. He circles through streets, looking over houses, buildings, and...hmm. Rubble. That's a little worrisome. But not too far off he finds what he was looking for, and slips curiously through the doors.
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The atmosphere has turned easygoing again, and Balthazar's happy to set aside the more risky topics for the foreseeable future. He really did miss Gabriel after his departure.
"That would be very much appreciated," he says, stifling a laugh. "I promise I'll keep the recipe a secret."
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He gets to his feet, although slightly reluctantly. It's tempting to just sit there all night, talking about nothing at all, but it doesn't sound viable. Besides, he's aware that even though he feels comfortable getting clingy, Balthazar probably isn't. Being alone for so long and then being here with a brother with so many similarities makes it easy to overreact. He doesn't want to risk boring Balthazar or doing something to drive him away.
"So - good talk. Should do it again sometime. You're still living here, right? If only technically."
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"Absolutely. With or without alcohol, even." He nods. "I'll be around, no worries."
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He means it. Balthazar gets a clap on the shoulder before Gabriel disappears. It's a little abrupt, but hugs and handshakes aren't his style anyway. What's left of the mead stays in its bottle on the counter, with a blue post-it on saying 'help urselves'.