[ open ] birthday time!

[picky]

WHO: Marcille, Ryoji, and YOU!
WHAT: A party for the April (and May) birthdays!
WHERE: LILICO Game Center in Akihabara
WHEN: April 20th
WARNINGS: TBA

No matter who you are, you receive a text early in the morning from Ryoji (memors):

Good morning! Did you know it's a special someone's birthday today? Actually, we have several birthdays to celebrate, so join us today at the LILICO Game Center! There will be cake! Lots and *lots* of cake. Hope to see you there!

This is an open log, so feel free to tag out or top level or respond to the prompts below. Have fun!

Comments

[bruisehaver]

[ Lae'zel watches her carefully as she shifts about, squeezing her eyes and making herself more comfortable. On the contrary, she herself remains stiff as a board, always sitting with her back straight and her head tilted slightly up — proud, in every sense of the word. ]

"Access to it" is a more accurate way of describing it.

[ Her voice loses some of that irritable tone, leaning in to something more thoughtful and pensive. ]

There are other beings there besides gith — though likely none that you are familiar with.

[ If she's not familiar with gith or mindflayers, she can't imagine that Marcille would know anything about the other beings that reside there. That's par for the course, being an alien to two (2) planets now, so it doesn't bother her. Instead, she quirks a brow. ]

I was under the impression other methods to immortality aside from the Astral were more widely known.

[picky]

[ Marcille reaches for her martini glass with her free hand as she listens, her half-lidded eyes focused on the Lae'zel's tall, imposing stature. When Lae'zel finishes, however, Marcille's gaze lowers and narrows at her drink. Her takes on a lower, softer pitch, trying to form words out of the storm brewing in her alcohol-addled thoughts. ]

I dunno about how immortality works on other worlds, but there is a way to make people immortal on mine.

[ By doing what Marcille did. She brings the glass to her lips, but her gaze doesn't move, concentrated on a spot on the ground. She looks tired, suddenly. ]

Those people... They were miserable. They wanted a way to finally end it.

[bruisehaver]

[ She's silent after hearing that, contemplating. She thinks of Astarion, cursed to live in the dark forever, compared to her people, who burn as long as they can before being extinguished in the heat of battle. Had she never met other immortals, she might have said something harsher and crueler. But she's been wisened by her travels, and sits back in her chair. ]

Then they lack the freedom or the resources to make the most of their life.

[ The way she sees it, to be immortal is the ultimate goal; she cuold never see the onward march of time as something to dread. So, she has to assume that these people, whoever they are, do not share the circumstances that gith do. Perhaps they could not travel the stars, invent new technologies and arts. It's no fault or weakness of their own, only bad luck. ]

Eternity is long. Having no pursuits to chase, or precious things to protect, would make a life like that worth ending. [ She certainly wouldn't want to live like that, so, tbh, she gets it. ] Githyanki ensure we always have both close at hand.

[ Which, to her, is why they're able to bear living for so long. ]

What was life like for these people?