Party after the Baptism By Shadow ; May 12, 2063 - 10:00 PM

[ktotheatothez]

[Kaz is fiddling with Oswald's Cross. Having come out of the Vault after a long, interesting talk with Elaine of all people - beings - people. They said it was time to party but Kaz is still a little overwhelmed. His Seven consisted of three Malice Kings, the Bishop and a Cardinal of the Brotherhood, and one of their highest level operatives. It really is a "YO MAN" moment for him, even now that it's all done.

He's looking at Alistair Mordechai, Hikaru Shinta, Aidan Clayce, Maes Mordechai, Paolo Inojosa and Marissa Inojosa at the table, fiddling with the necklaces, the cross tucked away in the pocket of his jacket.

Won't I have to put this on a chain? And then there's the uniform...

Oh he thinks it's bad-ass, no question, even if Hikaru looks so uncomfortable in it. He snickers now, grabbing a glass and pouring himself a drink. He's actually starting slow: vodka mudshake.]

Comments

:D

[clayce]

Excellent.

[Now he is satisfied. For the moment, anyway.]

How do you feel now that it is over?

Re: :D

[ktotheatothez]

Odd. Relieved. Different.

[He takes a good, long, drink of his mudshake after that.]

[clayce]

Different how, exactly?

[ktotheatothez]

Settled, maybe. Thank you, by the way, Father... For coming with me.

[He tips back his drink shyly, it's empty.]

I believe I'll try some of that whiskey now.

[He grins.]

[clayce]

That's good. And you're welcome.

[There's a glass with ice already appearing close to Kaz's hand. Aidan's leaning over now, to pour him a generous serving, then refill his own.]

Cheers?

[ktotheatothez]

Cheers.

[Kaz clinks his glass against Aidan's cheerily. He does wonder, briefly, if he'd had this seven as a Blade within the Brotherhood, what would they call themselves?]

Hmm.

[He really should know by now that the alcohol is always quality. Because in spite of the fact that he doesn't like whiskey that much...]

Mm, this is good.

[clayce]

Isn't it? The Fourth World did not have whiskey or scotch.

[Who would've thought, right?]

[ktotheatothez]

Oh?

[Okay, so he drinks some more because Aidan. The second drink is somethink he enjoys, though it's an acquired taste.]

I suppose it's a taste I can get used to. Been on too many cream-based drinks for far too long, anyway.

[clayce]

There are smoother ones in existence. Sake is quite nice, as is vodka. Both can be traitors, though.

[It's kind of nice, discussing the finer points of alcohol. Amazing, really, how human beings managed to create only too many ways to get completely fucking wasted.]

[ktotheatothez]

[Kaz nods at this, because he's seen people get really freaking wasted after drinking Vodka straight. His thoughts turn to Yulia, because she's never hungover despite the fact that she downs an entire bottle, and simply attributes it to her being her.]

Ah, true. But then... I'm good with this. So, Father... Are you and Hikaru... Okay?

[He nods over to where Hikaru is, and in his uniform, no less. The man cuts a striking figure, no matter what he wears]

[clayce]

[Okay, so maybe he should have expected that question.]

We're fine now. You were concerned?

Because little Vaizard worries about daddy Dragon okay?

[ktotheatothez]

[He nods, the tips of his ears pink when Aidan gives him a look, he pinches his pointer and thumb close to the size of a small marble.]

Just a bit. It's good to be home, Father.

awww ;;

[clayce]

Thank you. [He means it.] Hikaru and I do get into scrapes often enough, but I would like to think that it is because we care about each other.

[ktotheatothez]

[He nods again, ears less pink... His face, however, is starting to color, the alcohol has started to swim about in his system.]

I can see that...

[He thinks back to the last engagement he was in before his Walk, how the Godslayer had been authorized; how he'd gone to Aegis Kai Doru to learn about the Wings of Therion, and Kaizen Tempesta's Magekillers.]

I was... Worried for him as well, when the Godslayer was authorized. I only know what's on file about it, but when Inquisitor Lim told us not to say its name... Well.

[He scratches at the stubble on his chin with the back of his hand, the nervous tic has shown itself.]

[clayce]

I think we all were.

[His voice went soft even before he realized it.]

Still, it was needed at the time. I would like to believe that he can handle it.

[He has to. Else...]

[ktotheatothez]

[Kaz nods. It's all he can do. He was just as worried, after all.]

[clayce]

[Talk like this deserves more booze.

Have some more booze, Kaz, topped with a fatherly smile.

This dragon will take very good care of you.]

Which saint do you plan on devoting yourself to, now that you are a Brother?

the sad part is that Kaz will eventually come to enjoy drinking with Aidan as he builds his toleranc

[ktotheatothez]

[He sloshes his drink around, looking questioningly at Aidan. He's had time to think about this, naturally. But his voice is still small when he says:]

The White Lions of St. Joan of Arc...? I just figure it puts me as close to my Blade as possible. What with Kuya... Taning... and then Brig and Yulia, Josh and Brianna... I want to be with them. All the way. At least, for as long as they fight, I want to be alongside them.

[Honesty hour already? Well, they were ready to follow Taning into Hell anyhow.]

[clayce]

That sounds like a good idea.

[And then, chuckling.]

You're actually surrounded by White Lions right now.

[ktotheatothez]

[Kaz's jaw actually drops at that. It shouldn't, but it does anyway.]

That's... Well... Um... I really shouldn't be surprised, should I, Father?

[It's kind of a huge deal to him, training under Alistair, then Paolo. To have taken his Walk with the latter, and his Baptism with these seven. He'll never be able to express how thankful he is.]

[clayce]

Probably not. The devotion of Saint Joan of Arc is rather... fitting, for people who can't stand still for very long.

[Himself included, really.]

[ktotheatothez]

That's... Hm.

[Yeah, sounds about right. He's talking to the former Kaiser who was voted out because he needed a vacation, after all. And being unable to sit still is Kaz through and through. Josh has had to corral him several times, after all.]

[clayce]

[He can totally see what you're thinking about there, Kaz. Still...]

Think on it another day, Kaz. You deserve to have fun tonight.

[Speaking of fun.

Refilling your glass again.]

[ktotheatothez]

Hummm... I will if you will, Father.

[He clinks his glass against Aidan's, clearly already lightly buzzed.]

[clayce]

Believe me, I am.

[And taking a toss from his own glass now, with a tiny little smile.]