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WHO: Those who have been invited & anyone who would have a reason to visit Maurtia Falls #010! Wondering if you fit into that category? Just contact anyone with an involved character (Andy; Rex; Martin; Cassandra Igarashi; Dio; Archie) and ask!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls #010
WHEN: TONIGHT? TONIGHT.
WHAT: The soldierfam has decided that regular group dinners are good for Martin, and this time they've got a few party crashers!
WARNINGS: None anticipated; will change if necessary!



At a glance, one could easily mistake Maurtia Falls #010 for being entirely uninhabited. Dio rarely returns home and Rex and Marty only have a handful of belongings between the two of them and Rex is meticulously tidy, returning everything to exactly where it ought to be - if anything, it's Andy who makes the biggest mess around the place, and she doesn't even live here.

Despite every sign to the contrary, however, they do live here, and it winds up being a hub of activity whenever one of Martin's guardians - if that's truly what they can call themselves - decides that it's about time to get everyone together for dinner. In Anderson's absence, Rex has taken on the opinion that cooking can't be that hard, which is how they wind up with one window open, a casserole dish burned black soaking in the sink and an assortment of take-out on the table.

(As it turns out, it is that hard - and he found a combination pizza & Chinese food take-out place, whiich means that it can only be better.)

In all, there's not much to do or see here; there's food, Rex the goldfish in his tank, a soccer ball neatly tucked close to the house in the backyard, and a mysterious shelf called "Martin's Things" in the cupboard. Otherwise, you're stuck with nothing more than some potential awkward conversation. Have fun, kids!

Comments

[killtime]

Okay, so five minutes of conversation in a bathroom and Dio already knows how to motivate Andy — by bribing her with booze. Questionable influence or not, she wasn't going to waltz into this family-friendly dinner drinking straight from a full bottle of Jack. She doesn't care about her reputation, but Rex's matters. So this tiny flask is all she has to get her through the night right now.

"I'm sold." Tucking her flask away, she grips the sides of the tub to haul herself to her feet. Dryly: "You better not be fucking teasing. Take-out's alright, but bourbon's going to keep me sane."

[yol8]

"Rex tell you what 'Dio' is short for? 'Cause it's short for Dionysus."

And, if the joke doesn't hit home:

"...Yeah, I'm not kidding, I got bourbon in my room."

[killtime]

She glances up at him as she steps out of the tub, her eyebrows arching slightly with interest.

"What, as in the god's your namesake or you are the fucking god?" Honestly, in this place, the second thing is more likely than the first, which is still bizarre as hell for her. Especially considering she's ancient enough to have worshipped some version of half the Pantheon, at least for a while. "If it's the second thing, I'm upping my expectations for your bourbon."

[yol8]

"The latter. And being the god of wine doesn't mean one, I have good bourbon, and two, I have good wine. You know who have the most wild parties? The people buying the cheap boxed shit you find in the discount section. Not the bougie family in the nice part of town going to a wine tasting." He says with a shrug, and opens the door for her. Because he has some manners.

[killtime]

She was a little thrown the first time she met a "god" around here. But that was a couple months ago, and now she sort of just takes it in stride, shrugging a little in acceptance as she exits the bathroom. Hell, it's the 21st century. People can call themselves whatever the fuck they want, as far as she's concerned.

"Fortunately, I have low standards to begin with." With alcohol, sure. But with most other things too. It's good not to expect too much. Seven thousand years of being alive can involve a lot of disappointment. "And if I'm actually tasting the wine, I'm drinking it too fucking slow."

[yol8]

"Then why bother with wine, and just do shots something harder? Wine's about the taste, not about getting drunk fast." Look, he also knows how to Party okay? And doing several shots of vodka or tequila is going to make things go a lot faster than trying to just drink wine real quick. Also, cheaper.

[killtime]

"I'll bother with the wine if it's the only thing there," she responds with another nonchalant shrug. She spent years with the Babylonians drinking only that. These days, it's whatever she can get at the cheap liquor store down the street. "Either way, doesn't make that much difference to me."

With her metabolism, it always feels like an eternity anyway.

"Any chance you'll top me off before I have to go back into the living room?"

[yol8]

A glance to Andy, lasting for longer than a few seconds, as if he's going to say no. But then he cracks a grin anyway.

"Yeah, alright."