kingsroads: (small cheeky little smile)
Jonathan Strange ([personal profile] kingsroads) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2017-04-17 09:09 am

no bourbon, no scotch, no beer

Who: the idiot brigade aka Lambert & Strange
Where: Strange's trailer
When: backdated to late on Day 77
What: errybody in the trailer got tipsy
Warnings: alcohol use

( continued from here )

[ Taking the White Gull, Strange carefully puts two small drops of the alcohol into his mug of wine. His hands are steady, like he's used to doling out entirely small doses of liquids. Really, he doesn't believe this is as potent as Lambert says it is. After all, the other man can drink it and he...well, he's Lambert so who knows what sort of witcher nonsense makes you resistant to weird alcohols. Still, he can always add more later if need be.

As he finishes adding in the White Gull, Strange caps the flask and sets it on a nearby, hella cluttered table. Moments later, he raises his mug as well.
]

To your new appointment.

[ Might as well make an ATTEMPT at a toast. Strange downs a healthy serving of his wine...then just starts coughing a bit because wow, even with just two drops that stuff is surprisingly potent. ]

Good Lord.
whattaprick: (nyeh nyeh)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-18 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Ugly little bastards, about this high. [ Lambert makes a vague gesture indicating a point about two feet of the floor. ]

They're like ... small ogres? And they like to work in packs. There's never just one of them.
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
More like jump on drunk townsfolk and tear them apart for dinner. [ Lambert answers, frankly. Hope you weren't feeling too queasy there, Strange. ]

Happened to a few too many patrons who stopped by to have a drink. Place was starting to get a bad reputation, losing business. That always makes people more anxious to reach for the purse strings.
Edited 2017-04-19 02:08 (UTC)
whattaprick: (muffled rap music in the distance)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
You have no idea.

[ Lambert laughs into his cup, though it's a low, bitter sound. Strange can be awed all he wants, and Lambert can't argue it keeps him in business. Boring, repetitive business, but even so... he takes a deeper gulp of alcohol, then continues. ]

Got the Conjunction to thank for that, or so the stories say. Same thing that brought magic into the world brought the monsters with it.
whattaprick: (stabbity stab)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Happened about fifteen centuries ago, if you believe the books. [ Yes, surprise, the man reads books. He sets down his mug on a clear spot on the table, raising both hands and touching fingertips to thumbs to form two circles that he guides towards each other. ]

Scholars say the Conjunction was another world overlapping with our own. One where all the creatures we find in our world before. [ He's taken on a lecturing tone of sorts, like he might be reciting a lesson from a long time ago, and he brings his hands together -- overlapping circles, framed by his talons. After a moment, he drops his hand and shrugs.. ]

Human scholars, anyway. Heard the elves say humans were just as much an invasive species as the monsters.
whattaprick: (nyeh nyeh)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
I think a lot of the witnesses died during all that. Don't think they'd see it that way.

[ Always a regular ray of sunshine. Still, he smirks, picking up his mug again and taking another drink. ]

Still, you could say it worked out in the end. World's still around, all these years later.



whattaprick: (crap did i break a nail)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Who knows? Maybe the Carnival will swing by my world one day and you can buy as many books as you can carry.

[ He taps a claw at his chin. ]

So... two at most?
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
You should know witchers don't work for free. What's in it for me?

[ Although honestly, the idea of Strange trying to futz around with magic from his world is ghastly. ]
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Groooan. ]

Like you'll pick anything I want to read. Anyway, they weren't my books. Kaer Morhen had a library -- mandatory reading for all witchers in training. Knowing that the difference between a specter and a wraith could mean life or death is an effective incentive.
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Schools, actually. Kaer Morhen's where witchers from the School of the Wolf get trained.

[ This should explain the wolf heads on his swords (well, just the singular sword now) and the medallion, which he taps with a claw. Also yeah, nosiness is a given because it's Strange, but he also has booze so he's a little more amenable to questions. ]
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Besides the Wolf? The ones I've heard of are the Cat, Griffin, Viper, and Bear.

[ He shrugs, lightly. ]

There were probably more, but they might have died out a long time ago. Not even stories left, now.
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-19 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Boring. [ Lambert immediately says, with a roll of his eyes, but despite the irritation and clear mockery ... there's an exasperated fondness there, too. ]

Right now there are only four witchers from my school left, including me. I'm the youngest, so they're always on my back about everything -- about as fun as you can imagine. Eskel's better at magic, and after everything they put in him Geralt's even more of a beast than most witchers. Vesemir... [ At that some of his good mood abates, and his scowl seems genuinely scornful. ]

He's the one who trained all of us, so he definitely knows his shit. Sanctimonious as hell, though.
Edited 2017-04-19 22:36 (UTC)
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-20 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
I'll drink to that. [ You're a good bro, Strange. Lambert swirls the shitty cocktail in his mug before he tilts it up to drain the cup before he continues. ]

That's at least twice as many witchers as you've got magicians. [ Lambert has to point out the obvious potshot with a smirk. Well, all right, he doesn't have to do anything, but you know, just reminding Strange of that. It's better than dwelling on the actual answer to his question, though he does get to it after a moment's pause. ]

As you can guess, the job's dangerous. Nothing nearly as dangerous as people who think you have something they want, though. Hundred or so years back, a mob attacked the castle, destroyed or stole the formulas and spells for making new witchers and massacred all the witchers and the boys that were in training then. Only ones that survived were the ones who were out hunting for the season.

[ He holds out his cup for more wine when he finishes, brows raised. Top him up, bro. ]
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-04-20 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Would it make Strange feel any better or worse to know that at least eight out of ten of those boys wouldn't have made it through what the witchers' trials anyway? Ah, Lambert can drop that shit bomb another time. He drinks off enough of the wine to be able to fill the rest with White Gull again.

Even well on his way to tipsy, though, Strange's 'casual' question isn't going to fool him, and he laughs, shaking his head. ]


Bad ones, Strange. You don't think I was born like this, do you? [ He taps a talon maybe uncomfortably close to one of his bright, cat-like eyes, the mutation one he had long before the carnival. ]

But honestly, I couldn't tell you the details if I wanted to. That wasn't considered something we needed to know.
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