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[secondthoughts]

Who ☀ Hector & "everyone"
What ☀ It's Hector's birthday!
When ☀ August 5
Where ☀ Lumina Cloth. Surprise!
Content Warnings ☀ drunk people, will add as needed

[ Arrive at Mac Anu, where the welcome party was held, to find it...empty? A quick look on the forums shows a little edit to Hector's post:

We're popping Lumina Cloth's cherry! See you there :-)

So that's where he is.

In the center of the brightly illuminated nighttime city, Hector's set himself up for his little get together. But since he doesn't have any tables or plates or anything fancy like that, all the alcohol and food he bought from various vendors are just...strewn around the floor. The food is probably still good to eat, though. It's fine. Take what strikes your fancy!

Hector's wearing his outfit again. He lounges on the steps of that funky spinny thing in the center of town, and anyone who gets close enough to hear him will hear music coming from his mic. Give him a break. He's doing his best.

When enough people have gathered, he might actually get up and drag everyone into a drinking game.

So enjoy—eat, drink, mingle, and smack your friends! PvP is enabled here, after all :) ]

Comments

[wowcool]

Admit what?

[<----------------------clueless(?)]

Ah! Owen! You're not drinking! That's so sad.

[sicklysweet]

Is it sad? I don't feel like there's any benefit to what most people would consider a "real" friend - but a thing like that is all up to our own interpretations, isn't it?

[He swirls his glass in a fruity little gesture.]

If the definition of a "real" friend is someone who you can trust on and rely on wholeheartedly, and who will be a confident that keeps all your secrets... I think it's impossible to have a relationship like that, so I wouldn't consider myself as having any real friends, or that it would be a sad thing.

[He may or may not be a little tipsy at this point. Whoops!]

[wowcool]

Hm.

[He actually listens to it all, considering it as he swishes his own drink languidly.]

I see. Being friends involves a level of vulnerability that is not something you are ready to give. Maybe it would be impossible for you to receive, too. Is it both for you, Owen?

[sicklysweet]

[Jesus Christ.]

I don't think I'm someone most people would trust to be vulnerable in the first place.

[Will he expand on why? Who knows! He says it with the same level of confidence that he says most things, though.]

You're making an awful lot of assumptions about how vulnerable I'm prepared to be, though.

[wowcool]

Why is that? Is there some assumption that you would take advantage of that vulnerability?

[For all his cheeriness before, his voice here is level as anything.]

Assumptions is what I can make. But I do them to see how you react. Says a lot about you more than you know.

[sicklysweet]

Of course there is. I'm not a very nice person, Mr. Anaido.

[Just in case it wasn't obvious. He's a rude bitch who likes to make people miserable!! Nothing more then that.]

...What else do you assume about me, then?

[He's heard a lot of assumptions over the years, so he's doubting anything Anaido says can actually throw him for a loop.]

[wowcool]

You may not be nice, but even mean ones have their limits.

[He takes a sip and thinks for a moment.]

Do you put this attitude forward to prevent others from seeing there are things that matter more to you than life?

[sicklysweet]

The worst of the worst have no limits. That's what makes them who they are.

[Anyways. How unfortunate this is happening at Hector's party.]

...

[Hm.]

See, you're a bit off-base with that, too. There's nothing that matters more then life, because it's not like "life" matters all that much, either. Life is just a waiting game until the inevitable ending.

[wowcool]

Ah, but you don't think you're one of their number. You may want others to think so.

[He tilts his head, a little pensive.]

That doesn't sound like you. You're not some boring sadsap, Owen. If you're waiting for your end, why keep going?

i'm sorry for unkie's inbox also cw suicide mention iguess.jpg

[sicklysweet]

[...Christ, this guy is way more irritating in person then he was on the forums, and that's saying something. Maybe it's because of how his words dig in like barbed hooks, or maybe it's just his stupid face.]

...I said this to you before, but you know very little about me. How do you know if I've tried or failed to end this meaningless existence?

[He rolls his eyes, gesturing with his drink again.]

Clearly oblivion isn't ready for me just yet, so here I am, making the most of it.

[And he's just going to drown his drink even if it's not in keeping with the rules of NHIE. He just needs to get wasted now.]

also vague suicide mention

[wowcool]

It's true, I don't know. I'm making my best guess. Like some kind of brilliant detective.

[Those dead eyes seem a lot more dead, suddenly, even if this is just a video game avatar.]

I'm glad, though. Keep going, Owen. Don't be like me, who sometimes wants to give up. You have more confidence in life than I ever will.

[sicklysweet]

Brilliant detective, huh.

[He snorts, before his eyes narrow as he stares at Anaido. And then he's getting up, discarding his empty glass. This is a party, and for as much as Owen doesn't really care, he... owes Hector, even if the man doesn't remember what happened all those years ago. He's not going to make this night even more depressing.]

...This isn't a conversation to be having at a party, so I'm going to head out. If you want to talk, you can come with. Maybe you'll learn a bit more about this "confidence" you think I have.

[But if he wants to stay at the party, that's fine too.]

[wowcool]

Brilliant detective Anaido has a ring to it, right?

[....Ah, he's going. Anaido raises his head to glance at Owen moving away, before nodding in agreement. That's right. He doesn't want to bring everyone down, sincerely. This curse, this strange curse....]

[The offer makes his eyes flick up with attention once more.]

...Sure. I'll join you. [And he's standing up, too.] Lead the way.