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[middlefinger]

You shouldn't have had to take those risks in the first place. Lucifer, Barbas, they all want us to jump when they say when and not ask any questions or suffer in consequence and that shit isn't okay.

And we're not going to let him win.

(she's as angry as jon is, as determined as he is. as elena is. maybe their brawl didn't do anything, but it reminded her how much better it feels to fight then just toe the line.

sorry waverly, she may have went a little wynonna on things in your absence. )

[stupetballs]

[Waverly looks between her and Jon when they speak because she knows they're right. She knows that she made a choice and she would make the same choice again.

She just wishes she was feeling the confidence she needed.]

Have you heard from anyone else? I've only seen Sara so far.

[buried]

[ elena shakes her head with a grave expression on her face. ]

I called Aiden and it went straight to voicemail. I'm hoping he gets back to me soon.

[nighted]

[ jon grows quiet again. how many people were ultimately involved in the rebellion? how many suffered consequences for it as severe as what waverly went through? barbas really believes he can torture them all into submission. and sometimes it can work for a time as the ramsays proved by their banner, by their actions. there will always be those willing to fight against it at any cost.

still. there will be much more suffering ahead.

he steps over to the bar to pour the glasses wynonna got out full. ]

[middlefinger]

Not yet but Fitz will be hearing from me soon.

(even if it's just a pointless angry voicemail because fitz is in isolation....wynonna is going to wynonna when it comes to her little sister.)

I'll have to ask Dean if he's heard from Cas yet.

[stupetballs]

[She nods because yeah, they probably won't be hearing from Fitz for a while. Her eyes go to the drinks on the bar and she makes her way closer, taking one of the full ones and knocking back as much as she can.]

The ones who were trying to free Lucifer will probably have it worse.

[Lilith, in Barbas' eyes, was the less valuable player on the chessboard.]

[buried]

[ elena thinks this is a solid choice, especially as they have more bad news to break to waverly.

the thought of what they might be doing to fitz makes her blood go cold. ]

Probably, but ... it's getting worse at the hotel too, Waves. Barbas has grown more militant and turned it into a school. Anyone that steps out of line, or shows compassion to the 'wrong' person and tries to help, faces severe punishment. [ cuts, lashes. ]

[nighted]

[ jon fills waverly's drink once more after she's downed a good portion of it and then he sets the bottle back down. he picks up his glass to have a drink from it. his expression grim as elena describes how much worse it has become in a short period of time.

he nods as his shoulders tense. ]

If you try to stop the punishment, you get the same.

[middlefinger]

(wynonna grabs her own glass and downs a heathy amount -- there's a few reasons why she grabbed multiple bottles. they're going to need them.)

And he's making people who got tricked into marriage move in together -- with threats of chastity belts for not keeping faithful.

(not that that's going to keep her from fooling around with homelander's husband but w/e details.)

[stupetballs]

[She nods slowly through some of that information, because oh. Of course.]

That whole school thing makes some of what I saw on the way here make a little more sense.

[As well as the mysterious school girl uniform in her closet. That being said, her eyes widen because she knows ... a few people who got married.]

That's ... a whole new take on purity culture we really didn't need.

[Let's drink some more. That sounds like a good idea.]

[buried]

Nope.

[ it's really not. ]

Barbas needs to be dealt with. I think we can all agree with that. But right now, we need to regroup and you need to take it easy. [ waverly just got released from punishments, and elena's worried.

... so basically, yes. more drinking is in order. ]

[nighted]

[ jon lifts his glass up again to take a slow drink from it, nodding his quiet agreement. there's nothing that can be done right now. ultimately, their future plan should be more long term oriented with smaller moves that will eventually have the change they want. but they have tonight. waverly needs the chance to recover from what she went through without worrying about what to do next. ]

The bar's closed for the night. [ they can get as drunk as they'd like, and hopefully, hell will remain at its current level of fucked up in the meantime. ]

[middlefinger]

Which means we're all free to get wasted. Which I think we could all use.

(granted....that's kind of wynonna's solution to everything but you know....let's not look at her alcoholism too hard right now, okay? she's already pouring herself another glass and topping everyone else off.)

[stupetballs]

Oooh.

[Waverly knocks back her second drink and nods in agreement. She's not really one known for getting drunk, but sometimes, when the moment warrants it, it's nice to let go.]

That actually sounds really nice right about now.

[buried]

[ this is usually the part where elena does her elena thing and at least tries to posit a sensible and responsible alternative, isn't it?

but even she's not feeling up to being a buzzkill. maybe she'll drink a bit less, if only to keep an eye on those who need this most. ]

Then let's do it.

[ the four of them will end up sitting on the floor of the back bar, as it gives them ready access to the alcohol. it certainly makes elvis happy, as he can just hop from one person to another. she braces her bottle against her knee. she smiles, just a bit, as she gives elvis another scritch behind his ear. ] I've never had a pet before.

[nighted]

[ jon rests his back against the wall of the bar itself beside some of the bottles with his leg pressed up against elena's. he has not been drunk in-- he does not remember the last time he was drunk at all, and he's not quite drunk yet (doesn't know if he will be as that requires letting his guard down), but he is definitely affected by the alcohol.

elvis paws at jon's knee, and he's quick to reach over to pet him with a quiet thoughtful expression. ]

I've never had a pet, but I had... an animal companion. [ it's been some time since jon's thought of him if only because it's hard like a piece of him left behind. he can only hope ghost never goes to king's landing, hope ghost remains free and alive for all he's done for him- that can be the part of jon to live on. ] Ghost. He was a direwolf.

[middlefinger]

I never had a pet either. Waverly had a hamster though Pikachu was not long for the world.

(probably for the best, all things considered about their childhood that they didn't have pets but it's ben nice to have elvis. it's like having a little part of jason still with her.)

Ghost sounds badass.

[stupetballs]

Poor Pikachu.

[Waverly reaches over to scritch Elvis as she takes another swig from her drink.]

He was a good hamster. And then I had to desecrate his grave to save us from an evil shadow revenant that took the sun away.

[Yep, Waverly's ... pretty drunk.]

[buried]

[ her lips curve into something bittersweet, and she gives jon's hand a brief and subtle squeeze. she knows how much he misses ghost, and she also knows he would rather never see his direwolf again than subject him to the heat and the horrors of hell. if he didn't belong in the south, he definitely doesn't belong here.

she's about to inquire more about this adorable hamster when — ]

Like... he literally took the sun away? [ they all really come from wild worlds, don't they? ]

[nighted]

[ jon squeezes her hand back, appreciating she thought even to reach out since she knows what ghost does mean to him. he takes another drink from the glass, swallowing through the burn, even as he makes a face of both surprise and-

the gods in his world were not thought to be so powerful as to be able to take a sun away, and yet this revenant did? and they dealt with them regularly? their worlds are truly dangerous. ........also: ]

...and what's a hamster?

[middlefinger]

It was a shadow assassin and he technically just blocked out the sun like Mr. Burns in the Simpsons, but with less flare.

(yeah drunk wynonna, because jon is going to understand....any of that.)

A hamster is like a tiny rodent you keep as a pet.

[stupetballs]

They have these cute chubby little cheeks and are honestly the superior rodent.

[Just in Waverly's totally biased opinion. And then, almost as though she's anticipating the question.]

The Simpsons is a television show. Like a bunch of plays all put together to tell a story.

[Then another beat.]

Do you have plays in Westeros?

[buried]

[ elena bites back a smile at the range of expressions that play out on jon snow's otherwise stoic face, and takes a sip of her drink as she awaits this answer.

she's curious, too. ]

[nighted]

[ jon is absolutely confident the visual that appears in his head when she describes a hamster is not accurate, but rats are the main rodent in westeros. rats with chubby cheeks are not... cute though. hrm.

the explanation for the television show makes sense. there are tvs around, but they don't play television shows only messages from lucifer usually. this explains why those black boxes would exist in modern worlds at all. just gonna drink more from his glass now. ]

No, not in Westeros. They do in the Free Cities. My friend, Sam, told me about how the mummers there would act out fully written stories. [ there's even a full play written about his family performed in bravos that he thankfully has never seen or heard about. ...though he did hear about joffreys group of 'entertainers' at the wedding, and how they treated robb's death. ] In Westeros, mummers juggle, breathe fire, walk on stilts, or they tell ridiculous jokes, exaggerate for laughs.

[middlefinger]

Sounds like clowns.

(or circus performers in general, anyway. wynonna takes another long swig of her drink.)