[open] Now, let's all agree to never be "creative" again.

[theothermrgray]

Who: A very tired Dorian and YOU
Where: Various bars around Wonderland and the spiffy new lake
When: Immediately after the Mirror catastrophe
Rating: PG13 for trauma and booze?
Summary: Dorian would like to forget that last event please. Thank you.
The Story:

5/20: The immediate aftermath

[The first thing he does after returning to the real side is smash the mirror in his room.]

[God. If that is what the mirror world is like, he really doesn't want to be part of it. Especially after what his Mirror did. Being trapped in the room like that. Thank goodness someone got him out, but still...]

[No, he's not going to relax in his room. He's going to venture out to the closest pub and spend the evening at the bar. Maybe they have absinthe to get his mind off things.]

5/21: Lake!

[The arrival of a beautiful lake is a welcome treat. It doesn't really make up for the chaos from the past week, but he'll visit it anyway.]

[You might stumble upon him and his rabbit near the edge of the lake, just calmly taking in the view. Feel free to say hello. He loves company.]

Comments

[mcgucket]

Oh?

[Fiddleford seems to consider the same thing, as he glances as his glass of scotch before he then sighs, recalling the past week.]

Can't say it ain't worth tryin', if it'll really help.

[Let's do it, what could possibly go wrong?]

[theothermrgray]

Alright then! Here, let me get one for you.

[He has whoever's tending the bar to get another glass of absinthe for his friend. The bartender nods, goes to the back for a bit, then comes out with a tray to place in front of the two.]

[Dorian already prepared his drink before McGucket came over, so he'll do the same for McGucket's drink: He takes the tiny spatula thing, balances the end on the glass, and begins putting sugar cubes on top of the spatula thing.]

How much sugar do you want on it?

[mcgucket]

Hmm... how about addin' the amount you usually have for yours?

[... Unless Dorian takes his with an absurd amount or something...]

[theothermrgray]

Why not?

[Thankfully, Dorian only places one cube on the spatula thing. Then he takes the pitcher of cold water and slowly pours it over the cube, watching the sugar water down into the absinthe and cloud the liquid.]

[mcgucket]

Interestin'...

[He's never had a drink prepared in this sort of manner before, and as he watches the sugar melting into the absinthe, he can only wonder what the taste will be like as a result.]

[theothermrgray]

Isn't it? The sugar helps tone down the natural bitterness.

[Dorian casually stirs the drink a bit before finally serving it to McGucket.]

Here you go. Cheers.

[mcgucket]

Cheers.

[Fiddleford has had bitter drinks before, but it's probably a good thing that the sugar was added otherwise this might have been too bitter for him. Still...]

Ya'll weren't kiddin' when ya said it was strong. [wow]

[theothermrgray]

[No, the smug Victorian was not kidding.]

Do you like it?

[mcgucket]

It's different from what I'm used'ta, but...

[He takes another sip.]

I guess I can see why someone would drink it.

[theothermrgray]

[Dorian chuckles as he brings his glass to his lips.]

You know, people have claimed to see strange visions after drinking absinthe, but as much as I would like it to be true for the sheer romanticism of it I haven't seen that effect for myself.

What do you think?

[mcgucket]

Really now? Are we sure that maybe they didn't have a few too many and that's why they started seein' things?

[Not that he should talk considering what levels of sobriety or lack there of he's capable of but at least he's pretty sure he hasn't gotten that drunk before.]

[theothermrgray]

[He laughs at the notion.] Well, you've guessed my theory!