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[Specifics tbd, but there's a drunk Midnight involved ~~and he doesn't have a shirt and might've lost his pants.~~ he's fucking naked.

But for now.]

a guy lost his clothes to the washer. anybody saw a pink shirt?

[Attached is a picture of Midnight. I have no fanart, so you must imagine this guy: no shirt, Jojo-posing, wearing a pink feathery thing, drunk, fly open.]

and here's the guy who lost his stuff

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Ah, um. It looks as if you have his physical needs taken care of, (Mister? Miss?) Gautier. The man may look as if he's in a bit of a bad sort, but reading all these messages, it seems as if many people are coming together to help.
Is there anything else he needs? You need, maybe?
And is he alright? Mentally, I mean.

[This is so polite wth]

starting from the top:

mister but i go by sylvain so just call me that. gautier's the first thing i thought of and i haven't bothered to figure out what to change it to.

[Someone asking after his well-being wth]

midnight's doing okay. he's not a bad guy, really. huggy, sure. touchy, definitely. but not a bad guy? and my plan worked and i found somebody who knows him from back where he's from.

Also from the top:
Sylvain, then. Well met - I'm Kaveh, an architect. It had also been the first thing I thought of, and now seeing the creativity [ "creativity", looking at the seventh crown of the seventh demon king but only in like a slightly exasperated way, ] of some of the other names, I feel a bit humbled. Still, I think sometimes simple is best, and I wouldn't let anyone else tell you otherwise.
Good to hear that he will be taken care of, though. You're kind to have helped him like this.
Were you also able to find other familiar faces of your own? From where you're from?

[Kind????? Sylvain has many concerns and feels like something has gone terribly wrong at some point.]

yeah, i'm with my friend dimitri. known him since forever. we're roommates. he's also dimitri on the network so if you see him around say hi.

[...okay, okay.]

i went with my family name cause that's the first thing i thought of, so i'm not that much different from you two.

[If he grew up on the 90s Earth internet he absolutely would've had xX sexy stallion Xx as his username at some point, just for the bit. He didn't, so he doesn't know enough to know that, but just know that AU exists...somewhere out there.]

[ in some other au, a kaveh that went through an inazuman phase in high-school with a handle like nekochan_0356 is currently pumping out live 2d vtuber rigs for thousands of dollars under that exact same handle because if it worked for you as an eighteen year old fanartist, it sure as hell is going to work for you when you're thirty and making the kind of money drawing anime that your mother says you never will.

...

but that's beside the point: ]

So what exactly happened here?
Did you see the beginning of this debacle, or are you a helping hand that appeared near its, ah, inevitable conclusion?

i found him in the laundromat trying to figure out what happened to his shirt, cause the machines like to eat them sometimes and give you something else. one thing led to another, and i figured i'd take a shot at finding someone who knew him.

[In the worst, yet attention grabbing, way possible, but.]

worst case i'd just bring him back and dump him on our couch, but given what happened recently it didn't feel right just leaving him to fend for himself, you know?

[ see? kind! ]

You've done him a great favour. I'm glad there's someone from his world willing to look out for him.
After all, he might be going through something - you never know. It's a - well, you don't simply show up somewhere to drink to that extent. Each person's life is their own, but I can imagine drinking from stress, or elation, or grief. He ought not be alone for any of these things.

[ ... ]

Or perhaps I'm reading too much into a fine night - don't mind me.
I'll certainly greet your roommate and friend if I ever chance upon him here. The place seems small; I'm sure there will be room to cross paths.

it's honestly so lovely that so many pepole are taking notice
really its enough to warm my heart
mentally just a bit tipsy is all no need to fret

I hope your heart is warm. Not having a shirt is probably, ah, not helpful in that regard, but maybe you can be buffered by your natural warmth?

i meant it metaphorically, but belss you, my metabolism is rather good
did you mean to take that literally? it's very endearing either way.

Well, no. I just wasn't sure how literally you were taking things.
But you're sharp for a man on drink. Where did you get these drinks? And how did you manage to lose all of your clothes? I have questions!

[ Oh god, Midnight feels enabled. Like, this is an enabler. This is enabling behavior. H... ]

my critical thinking skills are usually quite adequate, but i forgive you for thinking they may have taken ta hit. you are correct. they have. :(

do answer the questions:
drinks: from the store
clothes: the washing facilities here occasionally steal clothes

i realize these answers may be inadequate. i do alpologize, but i am an open book. ask away!

[ kaveh, don't do it. don't ask. don't ask, don't tell, and nobody gets into trouble, and most importantly, you don't get yourself into trouble beyond documented compare. kaveh you've been here for thirty seconds, there is no reason why you need to know this!

]

Well. Were the drinks good, at least?

[ task failed incredibly successfully ]

[ . . . . ]

audio;

[ This is a bit rambly, given that it's spoken and that Midnight is very wasted, but what follows is Midnight rambling off a short list of every alcoholic beverage he's tried since coming to the city, complete with names, a description of labels (where he remembers them — he's still drunk, and keeps repeating that whenever he doesn't have answers), his personal thoughts on the taste and quality of each, and where he acquired the ones he does remember clearly. ]

I do apologize that it's mostly beer, by the way. I don't like to try wine or champagne anywhere other than with seated company, and I was spending most of my first few days walking around and getting acquainted with the city. I'll be starting with the wines next, or champagnes if an appropriate occasion to celebrate presents itself first.

[ kaveh, who absolutely isn't hanging onto every word of this like it's the kind of review he's been waiting for all his life: ]

And why must you apologise for a list of beers? That's a beverage with certain kinds of depth no matter where you go, and even some of the less savoury ones offer a new experience each time.
I hadn't thought the beers in this place would be so creative, to be entirely honest. Who thought they ought to mix avocado and honey? And the 'banana split chocolate stout' truly tastes of banana?
It's fascinating to hear that not only has technology seemed to advanced in a place like this, but they haven't neglected innovations in other areas as well. And you say these drinks are in stores? And they're cold?

[ Lushes of the city, unite. This isn't an order, this is just a description of what's happening. ]

Yes, cold, yes in stores. If you're not from somewhere with the level of technology that supports mass refrigeration, I think you're in for a lovely surprise at your local grocery store.

[ Aw, this person sounds so excited. Midnight is very excited about drinks too. ]

I'll be honest, I've never tried a banana split chocolate stout myself. The selection of IPAs in my world tend to stay limited within the boundaries of the nation that support it. It's mostly the Leithanien and Bolívarian liquors that get exports, and even then the selection is finer wines that get snatched up by the bourgeoisie fairly quickly...

[ A sad sigh. ]

Still, the variety here seems quite good. Just a bit... hm, personalityless when it comes to the more generic, cheaper brands. As though a machine taught a machine how to brew. Think it might be the city, to be honest.

[He speaks up before his internal filter can be like wait, shut up.]

I've got a bottle from back home if you ever wanna try something new.

[And now it goes wait. Shut up. But it's too late now!]

[ Yelled across the room: ] Good lad!

[ He turns back to his terminal. ]

Hear that, Kaveh? Wine from other worlds. What a place, eh?

[ because this needs more than just lines on a screen! this is gratitude in its lush-est form. ]

Would you? A vintage from another world? Oh, by the name of the Lesser Lord, is there anyone more benevolent than you?

[He doesn't have it with him but it's a bottle of clearly top shelf liquor, lovingly preserved, top of the line wine, and due to the interdimensional pull or whatever the contents are expired, so nobody's going to love it when the bottle is finally opened.

But that's the future. For now?]

Yeah, sure, I'm at-

[He says some directions to the apartment building he's staying at with Dimitri, a general idea of where he is.]

Stop by sometime?

Ah ah. [ dismay. ] The root of all dissatisfaction rests in the hands of the bourgeoisie. Admittedly, I'm not certain what places you're referring to, but I can see the image in my head quite well. My roommate does that; he'd flaunt his wealth by purchasing expensive vintages, and he'd have the gall to drink them in my face while I was down on my luck!
And don't get me started on the lack of personality in this city! There hasn't even been a single moorish arch my eyes can see, and those tall building columns could use more personality than whatever their designers gave them.
Have they never heard of a sconce? The weather seems mild, so they can't even blame it on the upkeep!
My apologies, you've sparked something in me that I've been wanting to say for some time! If one lives in a city designed without soul, one will sooner be soulless!

[ ... ]

I'm going to go get wine.

[ This message gets sent back after a bit of a pause. While there are several interesting words here that are being strung into some very compelling ideas, the sad fact here is that Midnight is just way too much of a sloppy drunk mess to take that in with his usual alacrity and surprising reading speed. ]

Well, enjoy the wine. Let me know what you think. Please, I'd love to know. I promise I have larger thoughts about everything, I just, you know. Very drunk.

Of course, of course. I'll let you know.
Have a safe night, mm? And remember to drink lots of water; and lay down on your side, not your back. It will help with the morning after.

For you, dear Kaveh, anything. Thank you very much.

[ Very warm, very sincere, very, very smushy and gross. Drunk men. Drunk men. ]

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