Meg at 15:45, 31 October 2015

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|involves=Fort Weyr
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|month=2
|turn=39
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|log=He skipped drills that day. R’oan wasn’t part of Iceberg; Faranth, he wasn’t even part of High Reaches. But he skipped drills and it wouldn’t be the first or the last time. He dug out a bottle of whiskey that he’d been trying to save, a stupid attempt to stretch his stash further for as long as possible.

This, though, deserved a drink. He took a shot in memory of a man that was more like him than either of them would ever admit. So many flight weyrs shared, and that much he could admit. He and H’vier were the same person, even if he lacked H’vier’s ambition. Sometimes.

He remembered, vaguely, that the man had kids. Somewhere out there, at least, someone would be missing him. He took a shot for them.

He took another shot for Irianke, because why the fuck not. Irianke, who’d not wanted either of them in the end. She had bigger things, in the end, to worry about people like H’vier or R’oan. To rescue them from their own bottles.

His pity, sadness had already started to turn on him. Maybe it had from the start, maybe it was all about what he saw in H’vier that was only himself. But there were things that H’vier had that he would never. Reisoth’s line would continue. H’vier’s line would continue. He’d made an impact on the world while the brownrider only tried to withdraw from it and let it pass him by. He took another shot for letting it.

Then he took another shot to seeing his own future played out before him, seeing his own death in the bottom of his own bottle.

R’oan dranks slowly, steadily through most of his bottle, ignoring the taste and focusing instead on the trails of thoughts he pursued. Each thought only led deeper into his own self-pity, and each shot only led to more thoughts. But in the end, after passing out and sleeping it off, he would wake up to do it all over again.
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 Then he took another shot to seeing his own future played out before him, seeing his own death in the bottom of his own bottle.
-R’oan dranks slowly, steadily through most of his bottle, ignoring the taste and focusing instead on the trails of thoughts he pursued. Each thought only led deeper into his own self-pity, and each shot only led to more thoughts. But in the end, after passing out and sleeping it off, he would wake up to do it all over again.
+R’oan drank slowly, steadily through most of his bottle, ignoring the taste and focusing instead on the trails of thoughts he pursued. Each thought only led deeper into his own self-pity, and each shot only led to more thoughts. But in the end, after passing out and sleeping it off, he would wake up to do it all over again.
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Meg at 15:45, 31 October 2015

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