15 Purple Files

[proudambassador]

The Wilderness, it is not ruins any more, no. Instead, it is a club. It is a club with much to see, and even more to drink.

And so, I propose a crawl. A barcrawl, in the Wilderness. That is what it is called, no? You crawl at the end because you are so drunk you cannot walk? Do not tell me that the one phrase that makes sense I have wrong.

No matter. I think that I am clear in what I am suggesting. Drinking. A great deal of it. Who would like to join?

Comments

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

I'll take you up on that, after the last few days.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Most excellent to hear, my good Mr. Hawk.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

In the Wilderness, though? Looked far too messy and crowded for me, but I might suffer it if the wine's good enough.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Messy and crowded, yes. Stocked, also yes.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

All right then. I might at least see what all the fuss is about.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Fuss? This, my good Hawk, this is no fuss.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

Well, you're making a healthy amount of noise over it, if nothing else.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Of course I make noise. Life, it is noise. Those who are dead are silent.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

True enough, that. You say some strange things, friend, but that is a true one.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

We are all strange to someone, no?

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

And some of us even stranger than others?

I'll take your recommendation of the place, though. If I've got used to one thing, it is that I ought to know just how little I know.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Everything, it is relative.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

And that, it is philosophical.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Philosophy, it happens. Often when one does not expect it, hm? No one, I think, goes out of their house and says that today, I will philosophize.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

Though there are those of us to whom it comes like breathing.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

And those, they are the ones who do not know how to go get laid or have a drink, hm?

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

I'd have to disagree on both the first and the latter part regarding some people I know.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

You know of philosophers who enjoy life and do not just think about it?

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

Quite so. A man should hardly be stuck playing only one role all his days.

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

This, I agree with most heartily, my good Mr. Hawk.

[crimson-seeker.livejournal.com]

I'll join you in the Wilderness then, on that common ground.

[And though this is awfully late, due to missing the log I will have to handwave Hawk coming in, bearing it for a glass or two at most, and sneaking away to drink off his headache somewhere a little more subdued.]

[proudambassador.livejournal.com]

Good. I shall look forward to seeing this.

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