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Han Solo ([personal profile] notsosolo) wrote in [community profile] estoria2016-03-08 06:24 pm
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[OPEN] Making your way in the world today takes everything you got

Who: [personal profile] notsosolo & OPEN
When: A bit after the information sharing log
Where: A bar
What: Han seriously needs some grownup friends to discuss his grownup problems with
Rating/Warning: Probably discussion of the altar/sacrifice situation




Han had been a bit out of sorts since seeing that altar. Finding traces of so many people he knew. So many people he loved. Getting more detail about it was... less than comforting, to say the least.

And the problem with there being so many kids here is that there aren't really a lot of people in his immediate circle that he can talk about this with. The idea of something like that happening to his wife, to his children... oh, they sympathize, but he needs to be able to talk about it on a more complex level.

Obi Wan will be fine watching Takeru and Hikari for a few hours. The kid's almost creepily responsible. Anything that's likely to make him run off will also makes the younger ones charge in and he'll hear about it and get there.

Where do you go when something's weighing on your mind and you really need to talk to a non-specific someone? If you're Han Solo, it's a bar.
manolia: (9)

[personal profile] manolia 2016-03-09 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Chibi can't say he'll ever know the pain of learning one's wife and kids underwent a bloody sacrifice. Still, it is not easy learning your lover underwent that bloody sacrifice and still remembers it all, then having to read out every detail for an audience because said lover cannot. He may not have seen the blood, but he saw the horror in England's eyes, felt the way England's fingers had clutched into his shoulders. As for the gory details, he's seen enough detail to fill in the blanks for himself.

So, like any well-adjusted man, he's getting a drink or five.

Han might recognize the guy settling down at the bar as the one who'd given further information about the sacrifice in the first place. Chibi, too, recognizes Han - one of the many faces who had been at the meeting. He orders a glass of arrack, then nods and offers a wave to the man beside him, trying to be a little more cheerful than he feels.
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[personal profile] manolia 2016-03-09 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
"You can say that again." Chibi's snort is wry, more like derision for this colony than actual laughter. Maybe in a few days or with the warmth of daylight, he'll be chipper again... But all he can think of is that damned paper in his hands, the feeling of bloody words on his tongue, the sorrow that darkened the room when he delivered that news.

He nods to the bartender (robotic, but one still ought to show robots respect; they have souls, after all) when it slides a full glass to him, then takes a look into it. Perhaps the ripples in the liquid will give him answers; perhaps the minute knocking of particles against particles will show him how to go forward. It is frustrating to Chibi, the stagnation he feels.

"Between the masks, the lies from CERES and the elementals and whomever else, and..." Well, he'd seen Han listen to him. "Well, you know the rest."
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[personal profile] manolia 2016-03-11 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
While Han's making his threat, expressing his displeasure, Chibi just takes a sip of his drink: long enough to savor it, both the taste and the strength. It's sharp on his tongue, like hot water or a slap upside the head, which he suspects is what his senses needed.

"If I thought it would help, I'd have eviscerated Mosley myself," he says wryly. "Thought about it more than once, too, but I'd have to wring information from him first."
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[personal profile] manolia 2016-03-12 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Chibi can't say he has a clue what in the Goddess' name a Jedi is, nor what one is, but he doesn't have the heart to ask right now - perhaps his kin, of a people who don't take kindly to revenge? It is of little consequence, for now.

"Enough that I can put a stop to it myself," he says. "He subjected himself to that in the name of information, and he can't even speak of it with his own voice. It's the least I could do."
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[personal profile] manolia 2016-03-14 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"It would," Chibi says, once he's got another sip of arrack in him. "Bad enough they are bringing children here at all, but it is not as though CERES has ever had principles."

It occurs to him, then, that the other man is probably talking about his children - or at least some he's taken in over the course of his stay. Chibi, having never been able to have children but always having desperately wanted them, he'd have done anything to have a child with Mina, Goddess knows, he can't say he fully understands. Still, the look that comes over him is lost, sorrowful.

"You lost yours, then, is what you are saying."
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[personal profile] manolia 2016-03-17 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Three... You are a very lucky man." Chibi rests his chin on his hand, sorrow written on his brow. What he wouldn't have given to have a child-- But it is in the past, and time moves on, as surely as water flows through one's opened fingertips, and the past is the past. Even if one must lose them, it is a blessing to have had them in the first place, isn't it?

"The man whose words I spoke in the Sanctuary... He was - is - my lover. But I cannot imagine what it is like to know one's own flesh and blood has suffered that pain." He offers a wry smile. "You must want to kill Mosley."
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[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-03-09 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[there's a local thug with a price on his head in the bar tonight, which is why Zoro is lurking there instead of working his usual shift. He's sitting with his back against the bar rail so he can keep his eye on everything, so he notices Han and remembers seeing him at the sanctuary. From a distance, though.

He tips his head in an acknowledging nod when the guy walks by, making only the slightest eye contact in the universal language of tough guys at bars saying hi.
]
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[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-03-10 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah? Strong's good, maybe I'll switch to that after the rum.

[his mark over there looks to be settled in for the long haul, so Zoro has time to chat. He swivels around and gives Han another nod]

Seen you around here and there, I think.
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[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-03-14 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Same here, I think. [hmmm...December...yeah] Something like that. [he huffs - not a laugh, but not a sigh - over his glass] Don't I know it. I'm starting to think I need to stop challenging people to fights, they disappear when I do.
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[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-03-14 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Dunno, depends on who your people are.

[there was at least one punk with a lightsaber he never got to challenge...

He tips his glass as a sort of hello.
]

Or if any of them said anything about Roronoa Zoro.
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[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-03-14 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm, yeah, doesn't sound familiar. Maybe my luck isn't so bad after all. [Though, something about that makes him peer at Han.] That sounded pretty dad-like, just so you know.
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[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-03-15 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[HAHA WHOOPS]

...seriously?

Damn.

[he shrinks down into his glass for a moment to try to cover the awkward]

Must be a hell of a lot of trouble in a place like this.
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[personal profile] yourotherleft 2016-03-15 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
If you say so. [not like he would know, but he does know what it feels like to miss important people. Particularly those who disappear.]

There's a lot of kids here, still. It's kind of weird. Wonder how they're doing without their parents or anyone to keep 'em out of trouble.
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[personal profile] geophile 2016-03-14 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ steven hadn't made it to the altar, but being in the dark parts of the colony brought a different kind of trauma. being killed was something that he didn't want to experience, nor have people take on the burden of... but that was exactly what happened. forgiven after revival or not, there's still feelings of guilt pent up inside of him. talking with chat noir at the information meeting only reminded him of that.

as much as he cares for adrien, frisk, and the others that he's formed bonds of loose guardianship here, he's looking for a place to relax without being completely alone. his friend circle doesn't quite associate with bars (and neither does he, normally), so that seems to be the best option.

han will see an oddly well-dressed man come up to the counter, flagging the tender for a scotch on the rocks. he won't overdo it tonight, but he enjoys a drink when he needs to be with his thoughts - after learning so much at that meeting, the idea sounds nice. ]
Edited 2016-03-14 02:32 (UTC)
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[personal profile] geophile 2016-03-15 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ drinking your thoughts away probably isn't the healthiest way to go about coping, but it's one thing that steven hasn't tried yet. if anything, he might find some sympathy in someone going through something similar.

he'll perk up a bit when he hears someone speak in his general directiom, doing the same when he sees who the gesture is coming from. ]


It certainly gets under your skin, doesn't it?
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[personal profile] geophile 2016-03-16 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm inclined to say that's the worst part about it. They shouldn't be be burdened with all of this.

[ it's not something he likes to think about. adrien and frisk are the first that come to mind, but there were others in the colony that he's seen. he's witnessed children do incredible things in his world, but that doesn't mean they should have to.

he sips his drink, pensive. ]