fandomtownies | Caritas; Wednesday [12/11].

Summer pretty much knew what to expect today when she came into the bar. She had, after all, spent whatever time she wasn't using to make jello shots for tonight or do some online holiday shopping trying to prevent her cat for torturing the small balls of sugar rolling around and making disturbingly cute little sounds at her every chance they got.

It had been an ongoing battle, and she was sure she was going to return to a sentient-sugarball massacre in her apartment when she got home tonight, but, right now, she was just watching the balls rolling around the bar and having a grand old time, giggling and leaving trails of sugar everywhere.

"I hope you know," she stated, plainly and clearly, as she looked at Tino a moment before finally breaking out of her distraction to get to work, "that I'm not cleaning any of that up tonight."

She started cleaning a glass and then paused.

"Wait," she realized, "if they're going to just disappear tomorrow, does that mean the mess they leave behind will, too?"

That would make things so much easier, but she still kind of hoped that at least Tino still had to clean something up.

It was good for him! It built character!

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"The wine was perfect for an evening in my hotel room enjoying the quiet and wondering why all my shirts turned into horrendous sweaters," Percy said with a wan smile. "The internet did not have any answers but I have learned this island is just a tad odd and I should roll with it. And that includes drunk squirrels who can write."

Liliana wrinkled her nose and sighed. "Yes, the shirts were particularly egregious this year," she said. "Even the bodices of my gowns were not spared. But you missed it. Last year there was a party and that was the theme."

"How dreadful," Percy said, disgusted. "Is that the same party as this weekend because I refuse to attend if that is the required attire."

"They would mentioned it," Liliana assured him. "They do enjoy their bizarre themes. I take it as a challenge to find something that fits both the theme and my own personal tastes." She chuckled softly, and gestured to Tino for a glass of wine of her own. "We all need our own amusements, no?"

And then she tilted her head at him. "So, you know of the internet. Shall I assume this means you have a phone? If you'd like, darling, I'd be happy to show you how to access radio on it. It wouldn't do at all for you to miss the best gossip the island has to offer."

Percy pulled his phone out of his pocket that Summer had given him the week before. "Yes. I am now familiar with the internet which apparently is filled with people with horrendous manners and the inability to spell words correctly. It does however provide several informative features which I have enjoyed immensely."

Wikipedia is a wonderful, wonderful place for someone like Percy.

"And yes, Summer showed me how to access those 'podcasts'. I usually prefer to listen to them in the evening with a glass of wine as I settle down for the day."

"Dreadful orthography, a complete lack of understanding of nuance, and their grasp on rhetoric leaves much to be desired," Liliana agreed, wrinkling her nose. "I'm thrilled that the people of this plane have embraced the tenets f universal literacy and schooling for all, but it's quite obvious that they have not managed the same quality of education for all."

Fucking snobs, the both of them.

"Thank you, Tino dear," Liliana added as the other bartender placed her wineglass down in front of her.

"Universal literacy? Well, that's certainly admirable," he sniffed. "I would agree with you that there is quite a bit of work to be done in that area. Such drive has not been embraced back in my own reality but we're hardly as technically advanced as this world. Then again I don't believe they have any magic at all unless I've missed anything in my brief foray into the world wide web."

It was not a brief foray. It was a very long foray and Percy gained a level of exhaustion from it when he first got his phone.

~~ahahahaha~~

"None at all," Liliana said, shaking her head. "It's all metal and machines and artifacts that work on electricity. Truly spectacular what they can do. They have managed to mimic both the best and the worst that I have seen magic do. Though, several years in and I'm still quite unnerved that there are only humans on this plane. No other sapient races."

“It is quite overrun with us, isn’t it?” Percy pondered. “I wonder if they ever existed here and we ran them off somehow. I know the elves in our reality fucked off completely when the dragons showed up. Took their entire city to another realm to avoid it.”

"Fascinating," Liliana said, shaking her head. "There are two cities - well, only one now, I suppose - that became unphased in time in order to avoid being destroyed in a great war that took over our plane. Though that was not without its own complications."

Percy’s eyebrows went up a few notches. “Fascinating. The amount of power to put a city out of phase with time must be tremendous. I was amazed with Syngorn slipping to another dimension. Your reality must have some very powerful arcane abilities.”

"We did," Liliana said, and for a moment her expression slipped to something more somber and melancholy before it vanished once more into arch charm. She blamed Monday for it happening at all. "But you know how it is when reality is rewritten." She waved an airy hand. "It never comes back quite the way you want it, no?"

"I may have class and engineering skills but I'm afraid I have no idea how it is when reality is written," Percy said, looking amused at the concept. "Perhaps one day one of my compatriots can tell me what that is like."

"Oh?" Liliana asked. "Do tell me about those compatriots, darling." She sipped her wine. "You seem much taken with them."

“We’ve been through a lot together. I had hit rock bottom trying to kill one of the mercenaries who destroyed my family and got thrown in jail for my efforts. They took pity on me and brought me into their group. We adventured together for years basically as a bunch of fuckwits trying to earn coin. We somehow manage to save one of the ruling city states of the continent and then they helped me restore my family and city from those who took it away from me,” Percy explained. “We’re… close. Like very dysfunctional family who always has each other’s backs.”

Now it was Percy’s turn to become somber before forcing a grin. “I’m sure they are doing quite fine without me and will eventually show up to get me off this island.”

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