002 - Because Any Excuse is a Good Excuse to Party

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Firo comes and goes in the bar, cleaning and arranging things, vanishing with broken chairs and reappearing with new ones, replacing tables and cleaning up glass until the place is a weird combination of speakeasy chic and Gunsmoke classic-old-west-bar. And then he starts showing up with food.

The alcohol comes later, once he's arranged various things on various tables--glass centerpieces and fancy ash trays. He's having fun, bringing in some of the best hooch the Alveare has to offer. Finally, he leans out the doorway of the bar and gives a piercing whistle.]

H'lo! Anyone there? Throwing myself a welcoming wingding and it would curve to have it all to myself. Don't want all this food to go to waste!



[[It's a party! So yes, the usual rules apply--threadhopping, drinking, eating, being merry, etcetera!]]

Comments

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, I doubt you can help it. What happened, though? The energy it must have taken...It wouldn't be worth it.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

I don't know about that. [Crosses his arms thoughtfully.] It happened to a lot of us at once. The first time, when Maiza became immortal, he summoned a demon to do it. There weren't as many then. Th--

[Memories. Damn. What is it about this place that brings them on so easily? He staggers a little, putting a hand out on one of the tables to steady himself. This one's familiar. It doesn't hurt as much. Maiza, standing in the middle of a swaying room, lanterns swinging from the roof. The immortals-to-be, the summoning circle, and the voice of the demon]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[steps forward to help study him if he needs it] It could happen to a lot of you at once but it still requires massive amounts of energy. Regular 'demons' don't have that sort of power over time. My TARDIS was required the last time.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[The episode passes and he waves the Doctor off.] I'm fine.

[He sits himself down in the nearest chair and removes his hat, scrubbing a hand through his hair. He looks up at the Doctor with a rather sheepish grin.] Well, Ronnie didn't make them immortal. Just gave 'em the means, I guess.

But all we did was have a drink. Didn't even know what the liquor was. A couple of friends brought it to a party, that's all.

What's a TARDIS?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Hmm... [nods a bit, hands in his pockets as he stares at some point in space before shaking it off and sniffing a bit] Right. Definitely a bit fishy, isn't it?

[pulls up a chair more or less near him] Ah, the TARDIS is my space ship. Well, time and space. It can travel anywhere. But the core of it - the heart of the TARDIS - is pure time vortex. That sort of power can do anything if used properly.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Impressed whistle.] S' a good thing Szilard isn't around to hear about that. He'd be coming after you next.

Not fishy, really, knowing Isaac and Miria. [He shakes his head and grins.] They're a bit stupid. If anyone went to a party and served a liquor of life it'd be them.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[grins] I already have a lot of people after me. Your friend there will have to stand in line.

Well yeah but...really, time doesn't just twist like that. Jack's the only fact in my universe, I think.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Wrong thing to say.] He wasn't my friend.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[a little pouty] I didn't mean it literally.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Relaxes, but doesn't apologize.] He was a bastard. He tried to kill Ennis.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Ennis a friend, then?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[And that puts him in a gentler mood.] Yeah, she is.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[beams] Well, she seems to do wonders for your mood.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[And that both takes him by surprise and makes him blush.] I-- it's not-- it's not like she's my moll or anything!

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[grins a little] Moll? What's that?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[lkasjdals gangsters do not say the word 'girlfriend'] My... you know... filly. Flame. And she isn't!

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[positively beaming now] Your mate! Your mate-mate. And of course you're not.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Haaaave a o.o face because the slang is so not translating.] I'm not... we haven't...

[His face is the color of a ripe tomato. Congratulations, Doctor, you have done what others deemed impossible.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor loves doing the impossible. He laughs and shakes his head] It's British slang for a friend.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Is still rambling to himself when the Doctor explains.] She's only been allowed free will for a month! Well, maybe two, but the point is I wouldn't do something like that to her, no matter what Berga and the others say. I... I... oh.

[And he blushes, if possible, even more darkly than before.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I stopped saying anything ages ago, you know. You seem rather fixated on it.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Well he is a teenage boy, immortal or not, SO OF COURSE HE IS.]

I didn't... I mean, I'm not... She... [Have him looking away with a frowny face.] I just worry. Way she is... it'd be easy for people to take advantage.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[smiles for his frown] Then it's a good thing she's got you.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[lksjdalsda] I guess so.

[Scratches his head, searching for a change of topic.] You have a space machine? So you travel around out there?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[grins, leaning back in the chair] Yep! Anywhere and everywhere. It's the only way to live.