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A convenience store: near you

[grapedrink]

[ It's been sort of a long time since Dionysus has wanted for anything. He certainly wouldn't remember it. Not clearly, at any rate. He was, however, nursing a wicked hangover with his shuckle. Its fermented berry juice absolutely did not come in the sort of quantity that could slake a thirst like Dionysus'.

But that didn't stop him from trying. Dionysus is holding his undersized shuckle in one hand like a glass of wine, sipping out of the docile creature with a straw.. But as he and the shuckle both know, this won't last long enough. Dionysus is loitering outside of a shop carrying beer and wine. He's definitely not dressed for the weather but he's doing his best not to shiver. ]

Heyyy man. I've got a little problem, you see. I seem to have left my coin purse in my other chiton.

[ He is wearing a tank top with a plunging neckline, little nylon work out shorts, and a liepard patterned fur coat with his gladiator sandals, plucked from the women's section. ]

I was really hoping to get a couple bottles for this shindig I'm heading to later. I'd hate to show up empty handed, you know?

[aglancetothestern]

[ Oh. Oh boy. Orpheus has some mixed feelings about the Lord of the Vine, after some of his experiences back in the world of men (or perhaps more accurately, one of his experiences, involving a group of very drunk and very upset women, that he would prefer not to dwell on), but he's also smart enough not to let on to that ever in his or any other god's presence. There is a moment when he considers just trying to quietly slip away and pretend he didn't notice him, but the god starts talking to him before he can do that. ]

Oh, um. That is quite unfortunate, my lord, and I take it that the people here have not been paying you proper tribute? I have noticed that not many recognize your name, nor the names of the other Olympians, and -

[ He pauses, realizing something. ]

...Are you drinking that turtle, my lord?

[grapedrink]

Oh man! Orpheus, didn't recognize you for a minute there, bud. Couldn't have a more distinct voice but man oh man that hair! Really making a statement I gotta say. Well a musician has to have a look right?

Anyway, I don't know what all the deal is but tributes don't seem to be getting to me. I asked Hermes what gives but I don't think he knows either. Maybe we're just too far away?

[ Dionysus looks down to the turtle in his hand. ]

Oh don't worry, I'm not drinking the turtle itself he's chill you know? Just hanging out and enjoying himself. Did you know these little guys make wine? You want a sip?

[ Dare he? ]

[aglancetothestern]

[ You know, he really does think about it. Mostly because refusing a drink offered to you by a god seems like a really good way to die horribly, again, but staring into the shuckle's soulful eyes he's not sure he can do it. What if he just... changes the subject? ]

Oh, Lord Hermes is here as well? That's remarkably strange, but this is a strange land, and, I assume, very far from the land of our respective births, and deaths, and rebirth, in your case. [ thank you for that particular story, Zagreus ] The ways and means of the people here are strange indeed, and it seems they worship different gods entirely. It must be quite vexing for you, being here among us mortals here after all the splendor of Olympus.

[grapedrink]

[ The shuckle seems thankful, at least, for this diversion.]

Yeah, yeah. Hermes is here. So's Zag, and he said something or the other about Thanatos, too. You better be careful, little man. You're out after curfew.

[ He laughs at his own joke, swaying slightly as he reflects on the state of things. ]

Yeah, I can't lie. The feasts here are pretty weak. There's all-you-can-eat buffets but they cost, man. And the vibe in those is absolutely atrocious. I mean they charge by the glass, can you believe it?

[ He misses it at first, but his uncharacteristic forced sobriety clues him in. ]

Hahahaha! Yeah man! You got it in one. But be cool you know how Zag gets.

[aglancetothestern]

[ Orpheus takes the (admittedly rather jovial) reminder about how he should be dead right now in stride. He's sort of enjoying being alive again, but the Underworld wasn't so bad, and going back wouldn't be too much of a burden. Eurydice was still there, for one thing. ]

They do seem to favor smaller, more personal affairs than the grandiose spectacle of the festivals to which I was accustomed when I was alive, and that I assume continued under your stewardship long after. But, tell me, if it isn't too personal a question to ask of you, my lord - is it not strange to exist here, in the same realm as the beating heart from whence you came? I mean, presumably you and ever-persistent Zagreus would have been reunited eventually at the fruition of his long journey from the Underworld to Olympus, but I imagine that would have been rather surreal as well.

[grapedrink]

[ Dionysus laughs heartily in response, a glimmer in his eye as he speaks. ]

Well, little buddy, when you've traveled like I have and lived my sort of life you kind of just have to roll with the surprises, and then eventually not that much surprises you so much. Except for when it does, you hear what I'm saying, Orpheus?

[ uh. Hm. ]

Gotta say, it's not as strange as the wildlife here, you know? I can vibe with a lot of the little beasts but some of them don't even care who I am either.

[ He gently swirls the shuckle and readjusts the straw before taking another sip. ]

[aglancetothestern]

I think I do, my lord. [ Things aren't surprising except when they are! Got it. ] But yes, the creatures that inhabit this world are very strange, are they not? Each with their own remarkable gifts, like those first given by the hands of Epimetheus himself, yet even more varied in presentation and potency.

How terrible an adjustment it must be, though, to hear no singing of your praises, and little recognition of your name in this strange land. I am of course but one man, else I would offer my services, but there is only so much I can do alone.

[eternallyabsconding]

[Zagreus has been around mortals of this realm long enough to at least have a sense of "one of these things is not like the others," so he notices that Dionysus sticks out like a sore thumb, and that moment of scrutiny breeds familiarity.]

Blood and darkness, Lord Dionysus mate, is that you?

[For the moment Zag is blithely ignoring the clerk's ire. Also, he's wearing something like this.]

[grapedrink]

Oh man oh man! Zag, man! Cant believe it's you! You look great, man. I hope you're feeling as good as you look!

[ Lord Dionysus' coherence slips a little with his excitement. He turns and clasps Zagreus' forearms in his own, shifting the contents of his hand to now press the hapless animal between his thumb and Zagreus' arm. It sloshes a little ...berry juice... out onto him. ]

I just barely can't believe my eyes, Zag! Hey, let's go get a drink. My plans later can wait, you know? How am I gonna pick anyone over you, mate?

[eternallyabsconding]

I'm feeling wonderful, thank you for asking. [His immediate reaction is to dial up the politeness, something ingrained in him from his father-- Treat the Olympians with respect, because you don't know what they could be scheming. Hell, they have their fair share of schemes in the Underworld too, it's not an unusual thing among gods.]

[He eyes the Shuckle with sympathy for a moment-- sorry there mate, you've got a trainer that often forgets himself.]

I could go for a drink. You probably need one yourself, huh? There should be a suitable establishment somewhere around here...

[trampire]

[Fortunately for Dionysus, Lanque takes interest in him. Not just because he's drinking out of...a shuckle (????) but because he's certainly got a look to him, but likewise a possible use. See, they can help each other out here, really. Considering that Lanque isn't of age to buy alcohol, and Dionysus is. Lanque has money, but Dionysus doesn't.

His black painted lips pull into an amused smirk as his dark jade eyes flick from the Shuckle to the man holding it. An arm crosses over his front, his hip cocked to one side, and the knuckles of his free hand rests against chin and jaw as he examines the older man. ]

"Shindig"? Well, how about we help one another then, hm? What say I lend you the cash, and you show me where this party is. How about it?

[While offering his proposition, Lanque's salandit slinks up his trainer's back, settling onto his shoulder to eye Dionysus with due suspicion—before taking notice of the bite-sized Shuckle in the man's hand. Suspicion quickly morphs to hunger, but the reptile stays put, but so too does his transfixed gaze.]