New kind of victory.

[etcircenses]

Who| Everyone on the District Tours.
What| The Celebration dinners for all the Districts.
Where| Specified in thread.
When| The second night they are there.
Warnings/Notes| Find your district below. Leave any questions here. And please add any needed warning into your subject line when appropriate.

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[the_marshal]

Wyatt's eyes closed, brow wrinkling for a moment as if he were in pain - as if he'd just been forced to swallow something bitter.

"Son--" His eyes cracked open again, peering at Orc reproachfully as he held up a hand, palm out in a universal gesture to cease and desist. "So long as everybody's happy an' willin' to be there, I really do not need to know what ya'll get up to."

It was like the conversation about him and Max all over again, but even worse.

[callmecharles]

"Up to?" Orc looked puzzled and took this moment to haul himself to his feet, making the railing creak and groan under his weight. If he had still been made of stone it would have been tooth picks by now.

"We don't do anything, he just...lays there. I dunno why. I asked him once he said I was imagining it."

[the_marshal]

Wyatt blinked at him, eyeing him flatly.

"Sounds like ya need to either ask him again, or learn to let it lie."

It wasn't like Wyatt had the answer for him, not about something like that. (And to be honest, Wyatt didn't want to. The matters of man's heart aught to be his own.)

[callmecharles]

"Guess I will." Orc didn't sound too confident in either of those options though. It was becoming more apparent to him then it used to be that Howard didn't trust him with total honesty. Did he ever? Who knew?

The door opened again and the music caught Orc's attention. He felt better now that he'd expelled the excess from his guts.

"You coming back inside?" He offered glazing over the last few minutes awkwardness as if it hadn't happened.

[the_marshal]

"Not yet," Wyatt told him with a shake of his head, snow falling free of the brim of his hat. "I need a bit more time, before I'm ready face those girls again."

Insatiable lot, they'd have even given that charmer Bat a run for his money, Wyatt bet.

[callmecharles]

Orc gave a gentle nod, "Alright...but come in soon. It's cold out here. Ya oughta be where it's warm."

And with that Orc vanished inside, probably none the wiser for this conversation. Who knows if he'll even remember it after all the drinking.