Happy Hour

[will_scarlett]

Since Richard's return, life has changed for Will and he's still not certain what to feel of his new world. Once the king reestablished himself, he and his court have gone to rule as Robin goes between them and the work of healing Nottingham. At court, Will or John have always been by his side just as they are his stewards at Locksley and one of the other men who remained is there too. None of them quite fit, but its an honor for the king to hold Robin in such respect but even Robin doesn't find it simple to step back into the life that was once his. Marian is his wife and together they continue to bring hope, but for all that everything is better, there are shadows and memories from the bad times nearby.

Today Will has been trying to make sense of maps and charters with Allan and Tuck to figure out how to settle a land dispute that was put on hold by the Sheriff's abuses. He opens the door of the library in his new greens to show he is still Robin's man with ink on his hands and stares before going to the counter with a sigh, "Been too long."

In return he gets a napkin and smiles before moving behind the counter to find some specials and look for familiar faces. He wonders what's become of Marlowe, he would understand that even a happy ending is complicated.

Happy Hour
Promised Land Martini
Happy Ending
Gunfire
Whiskey
Wine
Rum

Once the special's are carefully written, being a steward has put his writing and reading to good use, he pours himself a generous measure of one of the good bourbons and sits down on the stool.

(OOC: Open until the next Happy Hour goes up. Will is officially through the main plot of his canon.)

Comments

[ostro_goth]

"It is an awful flu, adding confusion to clogged sinuses," Teja says. "A Scottish chef? What do those cook?"

[will_scarlett]

"I was thinkin' a lot o'meat, pigs an the like."

[ostro_goth]

"And you cooked them here?" Teja says. "This illness makes one do strange things."

[will_scarlett]

Will starts to reply and frowns,

"Cookin' meat is part o'what I do at 'ome. An what I was makin' wasna that different from 'ome either."

[ostro_goth]

"What time was that Scottish chef from?" Teja asks.

[will_scarlett]

"Some modern time, closer to most folks 'ere."

[ostro_goth]

"That wasn't this year, though, but earlier?" Teja guesses, sipping his wine.

[will_scarlett]

"I've na idea, Teja, it wasna somethin' I e'er thought 'bout."

[ostro_goth]

"When you suffered from the flu, I mean," Teja says.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, that's what I was tellin' ye. It wasna somethin' I wondered about,"

He takes a long sip of his whiskey, dates matter slightly more in Milliways but that flu left his entire head feeling foggy.

[ostro_goth]

"Was it this flu season, or earlier?" Teja tries to clarify his question.

[will_scarlett]

"It was a couple o'years ago, Teja."

[ostro_goth]

Teja nods.

"It is odd that none have yet found what causes those delusions, or by which rule a delusion chooses its victim," he then ventures. "Sufferers do not behave at random; they hallucinate a person that might well exist -- and with that Robin's arrival we have proof that they do."

[will_scarlett]

"I know Guppy's looked into it an done all 'e can to 'elp folks get better from it."

[ostro_goth]

"Yes," Teja says. "I wonder what the reason is, and if it might not be a matter for Security, that is all."

[will_scarlett]

"I've na idea, ne'er been a part o'Security, better to ask someone else who works with ye,"

Though Will's not sure its wise to poke too much into how things happen at Milliways.

[ostro_goth]

"I'm just pondering this," Teja says. "And will look into this illness more, considering how many times it has affected this place."

[will_scarlett]

"Good luck. I think I see someone else I need to serve. 'ave a fine eve an let me know if ye need more wine."

[ostro_goth]

"Thank you," Teja says, and wanders away.