sensitIV - SATURDAY NOON PST

[idolpro]

[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.

There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.

Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]

RECIPE BOOK

Comments

[outofoffice]

. . .

You saying that fills me with deep anxiety . . .

[sancrimony]

Then, to elucidate you, let me put it this way:

[ there's a pause. softer, in a gentle tone: ]

Human lives are a heavy, but short-lived burden. To hold a nation's worth up is a great and lonesome burden, even for a god.

[outofoffice]

. . .




Oh dear, the effects of the alcohol are very potent indeed.

[sancrimony]

Ahaha—well, does it taste good, at least?

[outofoffice]

Not really.

[sancrimony]

[ STRAIGHT UP JUST

BURSTS INTO LAUGHTER ]

[outofoffice]

[ Lucifel he's so concerned right now.

Pats his shoulder . . . ]

[sancrimony]

At the very least, if they're going to have this sort of game and make the alcohol have such effects, it could be good alcohol!

[outofoffice]

Mmmmm . . . you're right, of course, but the issue may in fact be my high standards.

[sancrimony]

This is a bar, however. Shouldn't it have quality that meets your standards?