[ Jónsson takes the lead, seemingly without any concern about what Ephemera might do now that his back is turned. But this is what normal people do, Ephemera reminds himself. They trust each other. They don't assume everyone they meet is waiting for a chance to go for a knife. The least he can do is pretend.
It's strange how familiar this is. Watching another person part the crowd without a single word spoken. Crow was like that, too. Even had a similar sort of energy to Jónsson. Not quite the same, no, but close enough that the similarities hit Ephemera in a way he's not expecting.
He pushes that thought aside. Gestures to the bartender once they're close enough and ends up with a bottle. He usually doesn't stick around to drink, disliking the crowds, but things are a little different now.
Glasses are produced. He pours Jónsson a shot and then does one for himself. Downs it with barely a wince and then goes for another.
Yeah. That burns. ]
Haven't run into a lot of Helljumpers in a while.
[ It's a weak start. Ephemera isn't exactly out of practice for being social, but things have been tense lately. The balance shifted. He feels safer retreating, keeping his own company. This is actually the first time he's spoken with anyone new for more than a few words ever since shit went down. ]
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It's strange how familiar this is. Watching another person part the crowd without a single word spoken. Crow was like that, too. Even had a similar sort of energy to Jónsson. Not quite the same, no, but close enough that the similarities hit Ephemera in a way he's not expecting.
He pushes that thought aside. Gestures to the bartender once they're close enough and ends up with a bottle. He usually doesn't stick around to drink, disliking the crowds, but things are a little different now.
Glasses are produced. He pours Jónsson a shot and then does one for himself. Downs it with barely a wince and then goes for another.
Yeah. That burns. ]
Haven't run into a lot of Helljumpers in a while.
[ It's a weak start. Ephemera isn't exactly out of practice for being social, but things have been tense lately. The balance shifted. He feels safer retreating, keeping his own company. This is actually the first time he's spoken with anyone new for more than a few words ever since shit went down. ]