Log - OTA! - What’s the difference between a corpse and a shirt?

[bossyboiler]

Who: Everyone.
When: Wednesday evening, Jan 11th
Where: A rented out bar, downtown.
Summary: The wake for George Milton.
Warnings: N/A (will update as needed)

If anyone of the forcibly kidnapped to Gloucester deserved to be remembered, it was George Milton. In many ways, he was the best of them. He had been kind. He had always been willing to help and lend a hand. Unlike some whose first choice was violence (because what else was there), he had chosen to forgo that route and had come up with a much more clever solution. The solution saved lives.

It had not felt right to have a formal service for him. To put it simply, he was not a formal person. And so after much calling around, a bar had been found where they could rent out the entire place before business got too busy. It was just for a couple of hours. People could come and say nice things about George. It's what he deserved after all.

So come on in, have a beer or two, and sit a spell. Maybe you'll feel like sharing a story about George or maybe you're just there to pay your respects. There's a break in the weather, the clouds only filling up half of the nighttime sky. No acid snow for tonight.

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[bloodalwaystells]

Jaeger chuckles, soft and raspy. "I can only imagine. It's one luxury of our times that I'd have a very hard time giving up."

He considers the information he's been given, then. Life on the sea isn't something he'd choose for himself, but he knows that it's got a call nonetheless.

"Are there parts of it you do miss? We're close to the ocean, at least, but I don't know that's quite the same."

[friendsfordinner]

Are there parts of home he does miss. An interesting question. Sure he says that he doesn't miss home all the time, but for this one moment, he actually thinks it over. Hickey actually takes time to think about, pausing for a moment as he mulls it over.

"No," he answers. And it's an honest, truthful answer. He shakes his head slightly before continuing with, "No, I don't miss anything. Bugger home, bugger England, bugger all that. It's better for me here anyway."

[bloodalwaystells]

Jaeger is happy to give the other man a moment, because it's a pretty heavy question. Had the sea been Hickey's passion, or just a job?

He isn't surprised by the response, and nods quietly as he listens.

"I miss a few things, people mostly. But even with the difficulties here, I've found good things, too. And I'm doing work I know and am good at."

Jaeger is a bad man who breaks things for good reasons. He's come to terms with that a long time ago.

[friendsfordinner]

Hickey can understand that. What matters is doing what you're best at. Keeping yourself going. Doing what suits you and what you're best at to keep surviving.

"As far as I'm concerned? I'm never leaving this place."

[bloodalwaystells]

"If we're going to be here, it's good to make the most of it." He nods sagely. It may not be the easiest place, but they don't really seem to have much choice.

And at least it's good work. Though that's more applicable to Jaeger's martyr complex than most others.

"If there's anything I can do, let me know. It's been a year here for me now, I think I'm as settled as I'm going to be."

[friendsfordinner]

"Of course," Hickey says, with a little nod. "But I'm coming up on six months here. I think I'm settled as well."

Not entirely. He's still striving for more. He's still trying to push his own boundaries. But he can keep that to himself.

[bloodalwaystells]

"I'm glad to hear it, then. Time seems to get away from me, here." He's been out of the loop, something he needs to be more alert to.

But it's been a rough few months, he's trying to take that into consideration too.

He casts a glance over to the barroom door, unbothered by the cold but weighing his social obligations. "I should let you go, then, unless you need another light?"

[friendsfordinner]

Hickey shakes his head. "Go in there and go through the motions," he nods. He suspects Jaeger has more social obligations than he does anyway.

"If you get tired of it, I'll be waiting."

[bloodalwaystells]

Jaeger gives a tiny grin at the recognition, the open acknowledgement of social expectations he might not be entirely enamored with. It's a moment of understanding that he appreciates.

He likes most of these people well enough, but it's a bit of a struggle. He's just entirely used to it...which doesn't always make it easier but is something at least.

So he returns the nod. "Nice meeting you, then. I'll see you around, I'm sure."

With that said, he heads back inside for a while...and probably a fresh beer.