( open ) you doing anything to keep her by your side

[disagree]

Who ❄️ Eula and you!
What ❄️ July catchall. Substories, mingle things, Eula getting white-girl wasted again.
When ❄️ July duh
Where ❄️ Around town
Content Warnings ❄️ Copious amounts of alcohol. The rest is TBA.


substories | ic mingle
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Comments

other, aka the general drinking prompt wooooo;

[disagree]

a. [ even before and after the festivities, eula... is still stressed! stressed as hell, which is where she is currently thank you very much. thankfully jigoku-cho has more bars and taverns than mondstadt could ever have, with drinks more specialized and unique than the ones offered in the cat's tail or angel's share.

and this time, she isn't banned from any of them.

at first, one may find eula still beginning to nurse a drink by herself at a dimly-lit tavern, facing the wall so as not to be recognized right away. whether she knows you or not, she'll raise a brow if she spots you staring somehow. ]

Well? What are you standing around for?

[ she's not exactly inviting anyone to sit with her, but. well. she mostly drinks by herself so some company definitely wouldn't hurt. especially since she won't be able to stop herself if she goes overboard with drinking... ]

b. [ --like right now. whoops.

one may also find eula and her poor head draped across the table, groaning slightly at the impending headache she's about to get. how long has she been here? she doesn't remember. the multitude of empty glasses on her table tells her it's been a while, but that's not exactly a reliable way of telling time, is it?

she doesn't know how bad she's had it at this point. the doom and gloom is starting to set into her head, at how things will go back the way it usually is when tomorrow rolls over. she doesn't want this, but is going back to mondstadt any better when she's finally able to live a relatively normal life here? probably not. but her vengeance...

at this point her mind is utterly blank and clouded over, and one could hear her mumbling unintelligibly to herself -- probably listing down the stuff she needs to exact revenge on. she won't be able to recognize anyone who dares approaches her in this state, unless they tap her shoulder or call out her name.

yes, her first name. at least she hasn't slipped up thus far about that. ]

a.

[identitycrisiscore]

Waiting for the invitation.

[ If Eula didn't immediately spot the fellow swordsman by his wild blonde hair, his flat tone gives himself away. There's the smallest hint of amusement to it. Not at Eula's expense, but more at the chance run-in. ]

[ He takes a seat next to her, nodding to the bartender. Something hard, and bitter. He's got the yen to pay for it, and he's not exactly got much else to do. ]

Sorry. Couldn't resist. ...Stress of the job is that bad, huh?

[disagree]

...Oh.

[ right... right. he did offer to drink with her on the network a short while back, didn't he? that's embarrassing. ]

I apologize. Go ahead, take a seat.

[ it's still surreal though, having someone to drink with her in the first place. she takes a sip of her negroni and shrugs. ]

And... it could be worse. I've dealt with new recruits before, but you can only imagine how low morale in the offices has been since then.

[identitycrisiscore]

I can. Wasn't exactly the most rousing speech I've ever heard.

[ As much as he might despise giving him any credit, a certain CEO's message was still better than what the Enma delivered. The drink slides into his hand easily as he raises it slightly off its coaster to Eula. ]

If you need to get something off your chest, it's a pretty good time for it. No sense being polite about it when it's just us, right?

[disagree]

[ eula fixed him a long gaze, before letting out a sigh. ]

Where do I even begin?

[ still, as much as it's touching of cloud to lend an ear, there are still some things she'd rather keep to her chest. she can't just go around declaring that she'll have her vengeance on the enma himself, after all. moreover, cloud's a member of the alliance, and he might also be sniffing into any info he could find for his faction -- much as she kinda sorta trusts him with certain info at this point.

but. there is one thing that's been bugging her since meeting him... ]

I'd rather not talk about work right now, if that's all right. More importantly, I'd like to talk about... those two instances.

[ you know those ones. ]

b

[mindthebass]

(when the sun rises, shin goes home. it's that simple. he's not enough of an idiot to try and compete with this stranger, he would rather be functional the next day - but that doesn't mean he's behind by that much.

but man, she does look like a truck ran over her. a very gentle touch to her shoulder when he approaches.)

Hey, maybe it's time to quit, mhm?

Re: b

[disagree]

Mmh?

[ eula narrows her eyes at this... boy? punk-looking girl? ugh, she can't tell with the glare of the overhead lights impending her eyesight. ]

Who're you t'tell me that... [ her head bobs to and fro slightly. ] What time issit an'way..?

[mindthebass]

(honestly? valid.)

I'm someone looking at you nearly dying... It's 4am.

[disagree]

[ just hearing the time jolts her awake... somewhat. ]

4am? ...Shit.

[ she won't even realize she just said her first swear just now, because she's that out of it. but when she tries getting up, she does it way too fast and a wave of nausea hits her like a truck, prompting her to sit back down again. ]

Nn, first-- Could you get me a coffee...?

a - wildcardish

[federates]

[ stouts? IPAs? porters? tf.

barton's glanced through the options at least twice now, wherein his benign expression had gradually pulled to a grimace. at the beach, shuten had this simple with their few beer options. he leans back in his chair, draping an arm over its back, then glances to eula - even if it might not be readily apparent, he fully does want to have a nice time.

but, sliding the menu forward, he does have to announce, ]

There are too many options.

[ he's not even picky! girl, help. ]

[disagree]

[ is it really that many, though? eula raises a brow as she looks over the menu herself. it isn't like they picked out a fancy place for their little celebration and totally-not-a-date; it's an izakaya tucked away at a corner of neutral territory, the interior busy enough for them not to stick out too much. helps that eula came in plainclothes too instead of the usual enma wear. ]

You don't usually drink out, do you?

[ then why invite her out in the first place... though don't get her wrong too, she does want to have a nice time -- especially with the every-growing responsibility that came with their new positions. ]

We can go for draft beer first, then work our way up. Along with some of these...

[ just going to add in uhhh. yakitori. edamame, naturally. it's not like they're here for actual food anyway. ]

[federates]

[ it's a fairly reasonable number of options, frankly. likewise in civilian clothing (being mistaken on duty, while taking their sweet time kicking back, would be unfortunate - not that they both probably wouldn't jump to action if necessary), barton's folded his arms over his chest. he leans his chair back on just one of its legs, akin to how a restless teenager might. ]

[ he nods assent to the food selections, and their server is pretty quick in fetching their draft beers. ]

I don't usually drink in, either. [ ... ] Ah, but this place [ hell ], really keeps the alcohol flowing.

[disagree]

That's surprising. And I had thought you've already mapped out the bar scene by now. [ he's not like you, eula ] The bars of this realm are almost up to par with the ones in my homeland, I'll admit. Almost.

[ the giant mugs of beer arrive first. eula delicately wraps her fingers around the handle of one and lifts it up towards him. ]

Well, then. Shall we have a toast?

b.

[adversus]

[Marie herself had been drinking, but not quite the way Eula was. She spots the younger woman from afar, and remembers their conversation through EMBER the other day. It prompts a smile from her, and she stands up from her position at the bar, and over to Eula, where Marie sits right beside her. One hand reaching out toward her hair, and gently brushing some of her strands back to get it out of her face.

The motion is soft, and not meant to alarm her. She was here to help, because she. Didn't look very well, to be quite honest. Shifting ever close to Eula, and squeezing her shoulder. Most people gone at this hour by now, which gave them privacy to talk. If she wanted to, anyway.]

Eula. It's me, Marie.

[Just as gentle as her touch, her voice remains soft in order to keep the girl's headache at bay, and again, not to scare her while she's in a vulnerable position, to say the least.]

[disagree]

[ her muscles tense at being touched so suddenly, but the gentle, almost motherly caress of her hair relaxes her almost instantly. most bars in mondstadt would usually drive her out of the table and into the streets when she gets this drunk, so this moment of softness is something she isn't used to.

so do forgive her if she can't make out the other woman's face clearly. but the name -- it's very familiar. ]

M-Marie...?

[ yes, it's the headmistress who knew a thing or two about reconnaissance. eula attempts to rise her head from the table, but the impending headache keeps herself from moving any further. ]

Nn, what are you... doing here.

[adversus]

[She watches Eula with a gentle smile, brushing those blue locks out of her face again, before standing up from the chair. The woman moves behind her, and reaches out for her strands, to get her hair completely out of the way now. Eyes peering over her shoulder, and looking over at the barkeep, who was luckily still taking orders.]

Well, I came here to get a drink, and then found you here. You've... Drank quite a bit, my dear, but I'll take good care of you.

[With that, her free hand pats her head softly and rather affectionately. Only to pull away so that she can move toward the bar, to order a something non alcoholic for Eula. Something to lift her spirits, really, and try to ease that headache. The aroma of tea coming into full swing around her once Marie walks back and places the cup by one of the empty glasses beside Eula.]

It's just tea, but it might help with your headache.

[disagree]

[ the touches... feel nice. if she were sober she would have backed off automatically, but she simply doesn't have it in her to tell marie off at the moment. mostly because her whines will come off slurred and clumsy, but... perhaps this is what they call "touch-starved".

she doesn't think too hard on that, however. thinking hurts at the moment, and the fragrant scent of tea seems to catch her attention as she slowly sits up from the table. ]

Mmm.

[ with a nod, she carefully takes the cup into her hands, holding it like a lifeline before bringing it to her lips for a small sip. the tea brings a different kind of heat compared to the drinks she'd consumed tonight, and it's very much needed. ]

'S good. [ she says with a nod. what flavor is this? ]

a

[socute]

[ She mostly looked suspicious more than anything, and she tried not to stare but here Totoko was anyway, looking around just to verify that yes, this girl's talking to her. ]

I was waiting for someone to buy me a drink.

[ Sigh. Well, whatever. She'll take a seat and ask for a light beer. Nothing too fancy right now. ]

Haa... at least the drinks haven't changed much.

[disagree]

The ones they're selling at these kinds of festivals should be cheap enough for any newcomer to afford.

[ just saying. she takes a swig of hers, at any rate. ]

If anything, the selection of drinks in this realm aren't uncommon where I'm from. Did you come from a version of Inazuma, then?

[socute]

Inazuma... I don't even know where that is. Is that northern? Isn't that where they play soccer?

[ Wrong series. ]

I don't really know-- I'm from Akatsuka Ward in Japan. Is that close to this Inazuma place?

i used to play from ososan and that stupid joke made me crack up im ngl

[disagree]

Soccer?

[ what's a soccer..... gurl ]

I can't say for sure. Inazuma has opened up its gates to the world recently. I have not gone there yet myself.

b

[sawofstrength]

[She recognizes that face. Or rather, that shade of blue hair. The number of empty glasses and the smell of alcohol is really all she needs to know. Hoshiguma gives her a nudge, just a gentle one to gauge how bad Eula actually has it.]

You still with us over there, Missy?

[How long has been going at it? She really wants to know.]

[disagree]

[ even in this sorry state, eula can recognize that green hair and voice from anywhere. ]

Hoshi... guma...?

[ hey girl, it's been a while. can't she tell? ]

I don't think so. Ugh, my head...

[ she holds her head in her hand. everything's so bright. ]

[sawofstrength]

[Ah, in the middle of a hangover. And a pretty rough one, by the looks of it.]

Sounds like you need to get out of here, Missy. Can't imagine this sort of place to be doing any good for your right now.

Need to get some food and water in you, too.

[disagree]

Huh...?

[ she shakes her head. what is the other woman talking about? ]

I'm-- I'm fine. We all have nights like this, right? I won't... apprehend you.

[ who said anything about apprehending...... ]