Drinking Your Problems Away........

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Adair walked down the sidewalk his wings folded over his shoulders, his tail wrapped around his waist and his long red hair tied back in a ponytail. He had come to the island looking for other gargoyles, he had found none.

He turned a corner his eyes darting around, he was looking for a bar, the dirtier and smaller the better, a place that wouldn't ask for ID as long as he had cash.

He came to stop as his eyes found a target, small rundown, a place that's happy just to have a few customers. He pushed the door open, he found it mostly empty, the barkeep and one customer. The barkeep was a large older man, not surprisingly he gave Adair a beer with no question of his age. He took his drink and aproached the other customer, he was a fellow redhead, gruff looking, and missing an arm. Adair twisted the lid off of his beer abd sat at the man's table. "Mind if I join you?" he took a swig of his beer.

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Nicolas was not having a good time. Drinking was supposed to be a good time, but the entire thing had just fallen apart under pressure. He'd stopped drinking for months, largely due to lack of funds, and then returned to it when he could. It still took too much to get him drunk. It still wasn't as fun. And he still had to drink surrounded by people who should have been in a sideshow.

The bar he'd picked was disgusting, dingy, and empty, which was exactly the way he liked it. No one was going to bother him while he drank himself into a ditch, and he was four beers in when he was proven wrong.

Nicolas adjusted his coat and squinted over at the guy, not even initially registering his age. He was having a hard time noticing anything that wasn't the wings and the tail, and he offered only a shrug, bringing the beer up for another gulp.

"So you're, what... a dragon?" Nicolas hadn't been on the island long enough to be able to figure out the subtle differences, but as far as he knew dragons had wings like that, which made the guy a dragon. Nicolas's own accent was vaguely french, although firmly muddied by so many years speaking so many things.

 
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Adair chuckled and shook his head before taking a swig of his beer, "new to the island are we? So am I." He knew his wings were rather dragon like, same with his tail.

"No, not a dragon....gargoyle," he took another drink of his beer, he had considered heading back to Scotland, there were no gargoyles here so there seemed little point in staying, but he was getting free school so he stayed, then again he spen his evenings either in crappy bars like this or sneaking into parties.

"Don't worry about it though...I'm the only one on this rock," he leaned back in his chair his beer on the table in front of him. "So...not like you've seen one before," his tale grabbed his beer and brought it to his lips, back home he only occasionally drank at parties, here it had become a nightly thing. "I'm Adair MacBorrow."

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Was it that obvious? He supposed that it was. Anyone who had been on the island long enough would know better than to just ask if someone was a dragon. They'd probably be able to figure out immediately.

He wasn't nearly that good.

"A gargoyle? Like, the things on top of buildings?" He'd spent a whole lot of his time in France, and he was more than familiar with gargoyles. Gargoyles liked to spout fetid water onto his head when he was caught out during the rain, and he couldn't say he was terribly fond of the idea.

"You don't look like stone, so I guess you turn into stone at night? Wasn't that a show?" He faintly remembered something like that, but he hadn't watched it.

"Nicolas Thibault." He offered, eyeing the man's tail as he downed his own beer.

 
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Adair chuckled as Nicholas mentioned the statues, "we probably inspired some ancient architect to make those." In truth he didn't know, he knew so little of his own kind that it made explaining things a bit awkward.

He chugged the rest of his beer down and broke down laughing as that old cartoon was brought up, "yea...we dont turn to stone.....well I dont anyways, cant say anything about others." They say there are thousands of different kinds of vampires and dragons so perhaps gargoyles are like that....or rather used to be. "Never met another so....," he shrugged, "so who the hell knows."

He nodded as he introduced himself, "Nicolas, its good meet ya."
 
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The more Nicolas learned about the various species on the island, the less he really understood. Some of the people on the island were downright otherworldly, while others were as natural as you could be. Some just didn't fit what he felt suited earth.

"So you just... popped into existence? Don't you have parents or something?" Nic wasn't normally that blunt, but he was thinking more in terms of 'do gargoyle's lay eggs' rather than 'orphaned at a young age'. He hadn't quite gotten used to the sheer quantity of orphans running around the island, unable to wrap his head around the multitude of shitty pasts.

"Sorry, I don't really get this whole supernatural thing."

 
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Adair shrugged and leaned back, "my adopted parents are human....they say that there was a clan of gargoyles in nearby caves, apparently thats where I came from."

He got up and got another beer and returned to the table, "apparently different gargoyle clans dont get along." He pulled the lid off his beer and drank, "so my clan and another got into a scuffle and..well...neither really survived." He shrugged, he didnt know them, so he wasn't sure if hes supposed to mourn their deaths, but it did make him feel lonely. "So dont beat yourself up, the supernatural is kinda new to me being raised by humans and all, just..you know...growing up looking like me just made adapting to this place easier."

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Nicolas really wanted to heckle the guy--because really, blood feuds? The whole thing was fucking ridiculous. But at the same time, lots of humans had stupid family blood feuds, so it was hardly a trait of the supernatural.

"Okay, but... man, how did that even work? Like, did the tail grow in? Or were your parents like 'yeah, you're our son, just ignore the tail?'" Because Nicolas definitely could not ignore the tail. The tail was super obvious to him, and he kept staring at it despite his best efforts to instead stare at his drink. It was probably rude to just ask that, but drunkness was the better part of valor.

Or something like that, anyway.

 
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