ic inbox part 2 electric boogaloo

[originallutece]

Rosalind Lutece

Professor of physics at Recolle University.

"Nothing in life is to be feared; it is only to be understood."

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[crudest]

Look at it this way - if we can't taste shit, it's all at the same level of bland. Otherwise I would've told you sometimes the pasta's decent.

[he's... been here a couple times....]

[originallutece]

Which will save us money, if nothing else; we might as well go for the best combination of cheap and healthy.

[She waits for a little bit, then adds:]

You've come here so often?

[crudest]

[Baren will agree with that - off to the line they go! mmmm yes hospital cafeteria food. at least they can't serve them anything purposefully disgusting and unhealthy?? that'd kind of go against the point, right.]

Enough.

[ . . . . okay, he knows that's a conversation ender. he'll just keep giving her answers without giving her the full story]

I know a lot of reckless idiots.

[originallutece]

[You fool. You absolute fool. As if she won't pry and poke at the slightest invitation.]

Any mutual acquaintances?

[crudest]

[HE CAN TRY.]

Foxy, obviously. Chuu, too.

[there might be others??? but baren's not in the habit of revealing who he knows if he doesn't have to]

How'd that experiment go by the way?

[originallutece]

Rather disgustingly. We got drunk, but it's quite disarming to not have any taste. It certainly throws off your perception of how much you've had to drink, but I suppose there are worse fates than getting drunk in front of a bartender.

[crudest]

Are you telling me the bartender didn't get drunk in front of you first?

[chuu's a lightweight????]

[originallutece]

Much as I'm loath to admit it, Baren, I'm not built to drink heavily. It doesn't take much.

[crudest]

Okay but have you seen Chuu—

[Just gonna let his hand hover in the air with a vague estimate of Chuuya's height - probably even cutting off a few inches because Baren's a dick.]

You could take 'im, Prof. I'll hold your hair back if it goes sour.

[originallutece]

I'm flattered, but my days of drinking competitions-- or at least, the ones in public-- are long since past.

[crudest]

[ . . . ]

But not in public's free game?

[originallutece]

Perhaps.

[She's already drank Noctis under the table, what's another young man.]

I suppose it depends on what you had in mind.

[crudest]

You like wine. Chuu likes wine. I like watching Chuu get stupid drunk in record time.

[and a snap of his fingers]

Add Foxy, make it a party!

[originallutece]

I'm not getting drunk with three twenty-odd year olds.

[One of whom is her boyfriend. It's complicated.]

[crudest]

Why not?

Knowing Chuu we can probably make it free.