Let's Get Drunk post-Week 2 Trial (Sinbad and Yusuke)

[conquerorofwaves]

It took a bit, but he found a place to snag some alcohol: dark rum, japanese beer, and sake, the latter are in smaller sampler bottles.

He felt like one of those old men he'd see around the docks, just sitting outside and getting drunk, he unties his ponytail, letting his long hair hang loose as he got himself comfortable on the bench. His eyes flickered up at seeing Yusuke, and waved him over.

"Hey, wasn't that complete bullshit?" He asked the other cyrokinesis user.

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[wantsnudes]

Yusuke hadn't particularly been seeking company; in fact, after the trial, he presumed it would be better if he made himself scarce. But when he spots Sinbad with a few bottles of alcohol for company, he raises his eyebrows.

"They questioned us based on clear evidence. I can't fault them for that." Even if, yeah, it was upsetting. He gestures to the bottles. "What are those for?"

[conquerorofwaves]

"Yeah, wouldn't fault it if the guy just dropped it after realizing he's going nowhere, but then he tried to force people to stop focusing on the murder people got a better idea about so they can focus on his dead end." There's a slight roll of his eyes.

At the second question, he shrugs. "Eh, I was getting frustrated and annoyed with this whole game, thought I'd try to unwind."

[wantsnudes]

"Then I'll join you. I don't really partake, but..."

Well, just sitting with him can't do any harm, he thinks. He joins him on the bench with a solemn expression.

"Emotions are running high for everyone, but he did seem particularly fixated on us. We should be cautious, lest the Reapers try to capitalise upon that next week."

[conquerorofwaves]

"Bet he's just mad he couldn't show off how much of a genius he is." He gave a slight snort at that as he ran his fingers through his hair, pausing to tug on that long, stubborn cowlick, frowning as it sprung back into place.

"Yea, I hear you," He opens up the smaller sampler bottle of sake, taking a slow, tasting sip. "With seven of them... that's a lot of reapers to have to watch for.

[wantsnudes]

"I would be surprised that someone would let their ego get the better of them in a trial, but... I have seen similar things in Japan's legal system."

Sometimes, people just suck. Yusuke picks up one of the bottles of Japanese beer, examining it curiously like it's some alien substance.

"We've been lucky to find Reapers in every trial so far. For both our sakes, it would better if our luck continued."

[conquerorofwaves]

He had to laugh at Yusuke's curiosity. "Never drank before?" Sinbad questioned, before blanching - the sake is a touch too astringent for his taste. "There's that list we found, so far it seems accurate, but we can't completely rely on it."

Then his eyes closed. "I wonder, about saving the erased, if we can pull it off..."

[wantsnudes]

"Kaiba-san gave me some whiskey, and it was... not as unpleasant as I expected." He still seems unsure, though, so he sets the bottle back down.

"I hope we can save them. But I wouldn't even begin to know where to look, and I'm sure Max won't be forthcoming with clues."

[conquerorofwaves]

"Some's good for relaxing, others are just made to get you dead drunk fast, it depends on how much you want to forget about whatever's upsetting you."

Sinbad mulls over a thought, switching to the rum - it had the scent of various spices. "We found a note in that cafe, it seemed like correspondence between Max and our mysterious 'host'... it basically said what we suspected, Max isn't entirely happy with the Composer." He sighs. "Kind of forgot about until it now, got lost in my mind when everyone who went to Ikea came back all bloodied."

"So... it might be possible, even if Max or 'Reaper Creeper' can't tell us, that we can find discarded notes or other possible leads if we keep our eyes open."