Monday, October 17th, 7:30 P.M.
Rinoa and I got back from Frokost at about six. Once we got to Gin's house, we went straight
to Gin's office to finish the delivery.
As we approached the office, we could hear Sam and Gin having a loud
discussion. Not a heated discussion,
just a loud one. Upon hearing the
discussion, Rinoa said she had to freshen up before dinner. If I wasn't holding the envelope with Gin's
money in it at the time I might have joined her.
Slowly I crept up to the door to Gin's office and
knocked on the door, to which Sam bellowed, "Enter!"
I opened the door and was greeted warmly by
Gin. "Hato, you've come back from
that errand I sent you on."
As I approached Gin's desk I said, "Yes, I've
got the money you sent me for." I
could see Sam was sitting in front of Gin's desk with his drink in his left
hand and nothing in his right. This is
the reason I stayed on Sam's left side as I approached Gin's desk. I didn't count on Sam reaching across his
body to snatch Gin's envelope away from me without spilling his drink.
"Yoink!" is what Sam exclaimed as he
yoinked the envelope from my hands.
"Let's take a lookie-here-see at what's in this
envelope." Sam was obviously drunk as
he did so. "Look! Several hundred dollars in large and
semi-large bills, and a mint!" Sam
eagerly gobbled up the mint, making obnoxious om-nom noises as he did so. "So, Hato, did you and Rinoa play hooker
and pimp so you could get this money for Gin?"
The very premise of Sam's question offended me, and I
expressed my offense. "Fuck
no." I don't know if Sam heard me
as he was still on-noming his mint.
Gin tried to explain the situation to the obnoxious
drunk sitting in front of him.
"Sam, I need money so I can procure plane fuel for an upcoming trip
which Hato is accompanying me on. So, I
had Hato and Rinoa take an invoice over to-"
To this point I didn't know if Sam was actually
listening to what Gin was saying, but Sam must have been because he interrupted
Gin, saying, "An invoice for what?"
Gin calmly replied, "Alcohol."
Sam drunkenly erupted, while making sure not to
spill his drink, "You sent these kids to get your money to assist in your
efforts to get people drunk off your filthy stinking alcohol."
After finishing his statement, Sam finished off his
drink, to which Gin had to point out, "You're drinking alcohol made by my
company."
Not wanting to be the impotent victim in this
conversation, I stepped in to defend myself.
"Besides, I'm an adult, not
some dopy kid. Also, what's your problem
with drinking?"
Sam blearily looked me in the eye and said,
"Alcohol is against our religion, and so is the drinking of alcohol which
is against our religion."
The flaw in what Sam said hit me instantly. "You're drinking alcohol right
now."
Sam, maintaining his posture from before, said,
"I'm an adult!"
Gin chimed in, "You're a hypocrite."
Sam, jerking his head followed by his whole body
toward Gin, said, "No I'm not, I have principals. And another thing..." I didn't listen to Sam's drunken rant much
further than that. I could write down
what Sam said, but I sincerely don't care.
There's a courtyard on Gin's property that I
wondered into after I left Gin's office.
In the courtyard I saw several of the people that fled Dha Chathair
along with me. Some of them were nursing
injuries, some had not cleaned up after the trip, but most were doing what most
people do when they're in a large group, taking, having some fun, and enjoying
being alive. I also spotted Rinoa amongst
the people in the courtyard. Rinoa
didn’t seem to have that dark energy she had before. I don’t quite know what it is, but Rinoa
seems to be more beautiful than before.
Later.
Hato Shurtleff
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