two immortals walk into a bar

[eonflamewing]

Come, all ye immortals... You walk into a bar. Maybe you were given a ticket by a fellow passing immortal, or had the prescience to obtain one yourself - whichever it is, the well-polished key will take you to an establishment that operates outside the confinements of spacetime. A bar exclusively for immortals, whether you were born this way or attained it as a mortal being. Gods, demons, vampires - no matter what you are, you are welcome here. It serves a myraid of drinks and snacks catered to the tastes of every world, so it's easy to find something palatable (even including human souls, if that's your preferred food). A corridor leads down the lounge to a variety of other rooms. Opening a door would transform it into a pool room, a singing room, or perhaps a quiet place for meditation. The establishment responds to the will of its patrons - as long as you behave, you will be allowed to stay here for as long as you like. Come in and take a seat. Maybe there's someone looking for you. [ this meme is for nonhuman characters who have lifespans longer than humans. OU, AU, OC, whichever goes! ]

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Stone of Indigo Cloud Court | Books of the Raksura

[scarsolderthanyou]

Generally immortals don't walk into this place looking like Stone: that is to say, old. His skin is weathered more than lined, craggy and scarred here and there, but shows the age of a lot of life lived either way. It's faded to a dull gray, like his hair, even like his clothes. One eye is clouded over, as if blind, but the other is bright and blue.

He eyes the other people in the bar, wary but not entirely unfriendly, before finding himself a seat at the bar proper not too close to anyone else, but not too far for conversation, and ordering something barely cooked and the strongest alcohol the place has to offer. "It'll be a nice change to eat something I didn't have to catch first. But leave it as bloody as you're allowed," he specifies. "Oh, and something chocolate. I don't care what. Surprise me."

[isaz]

[ While the bartender whips up something to Stone's taste, there's someone else coming up behind him. Perhaps Stone recognizes him, perhaps he doesn't - but he peers over the old man's shoulder either way. ]

You're eating that?

[ Despite what his words imply, there's significantly less judgement in his voice; merely curious. ]

[scarsolderthanyou]

[Why yes, yes he does recognize the Wintersmith. Let's say this is after he's already been sent home... and then bounced to yet another world, this time one with other immortals, and this bar. He eyes him once, with his good eye-- thanks for choosing the wrong shoulder, making him turn his head all that way-- then says,]

Why wouldn't I? You ought to know this isn't what I normally look like. I might not be as unscrupulous as your old friends, but I do prefer my meat as close to raw as they'll let me.

[isaz]

[ It's something that he knows, yet still finds strange everytime they meet. Perhaps Stone's age has cemented his taste - the Wintersmith is a comparatively young immortal, and one that started off as human.

So he nods. ]

This establishment is more willing to cater to that than most, I've find.

[ Stone probably doesn't get raw meat at many human stores. ]

[scarsolderthanyou]

[Well, if he buys it from a butcher he does. But then he can't sit and eat it at the butcher's shop.]

They have all kinds of weird things here. Rather not eat most of them, but they have this, at least.

So what brings you here? Life on your new planet boring you?

[isaz]

[ His usually annoyed expression is tempered a little; a slight lift at the corner of his mouth to turn his hard-line into a recognizeable smile. ]

Hah. It's still exciting, though we don't have the risks of cultists trying to blow up the planet anymore.

[ Boreas folds his arms. ]

I was curious about this place, is all. You?

[scarsolderthanyou]

I got kidnapped again, dumped on this world without warning.

[He looks grumpy, but resigned about it.]

Though this time nobody decided to greet me from the start and adopt me into their towns. I was just fumbling around until someone realized I was out of place and got me the address here.

[isaz]

[ He frowns. That can't be a good thing, and while he enjoys the trip, Stone certainly doesn't. ]

That won't do. I'll find someone to send you back, if they can open this bar, they can do something.

[ If not, he'll... fly Stone back himself, or something. The aftermath of migration had removed limiters on his powers that he did not know even existed, so this might be possible. ]

[scarsolderthanyou]

I'm starting to think you people broke something when you brought me to your moon.

[But he doesn't sound like he's mad at Wintersmith for it, at least.]

If you have any idea who to talk to, I'd be happy to come along and growl. I haven't been able to find the culprit yet.