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voice; Look Who Left The Bar

Name: Tsutha (un: tdfsh)
Date: March 7th
Format: voice
Content Warning: intoxication

[ It takes an impressive amount of alcohol to intoxicate a half-orc. They are naturally resilient, with stronger than average constitutions just on principle.

And yet, Tsutha is hammered. After only just one drink!

She would be impressed, if she wasn't more concerned by the other odd side effect of her sudden drunkenness. ]

.nrevat goD ylS eht ta ela eht htiw gnorw s'gnihtemoS

[ Wait, what? ]

!egnarts gnidnuos tuo semoc gnihtyrevE .thgir klat t'nac I

[ There's an audible groan and a soft thwap! sound, as of someone smacking themselves in the face, trying to sober themselves up. ]

...nwod eil ot deen I ebyaM .ynnuf leef I ?lleps a siht sI

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Tsutha?! Is that you?

[The voice sounds correct, if slurred, but the words coming out of her mouth...]

You're speaking nonsense.

!em s'tI !ecilA

[ Her voice sounds relieved, at least, to be talking to a friend. ]

.ot ti tnaw I yaw eht tuo gnimoc si gnihton tub sdrow laer yas ot gniyrt m'I !esimorp I ,esnesnon ton s'tI

[The relief in Tsutha's voice is clear, even if her words continue to not be. Alice feels that she knows her friend well enough to know that this isn't a prank. Something's wrong.]

Are you at home? I can come there and we can figure out what's wrong.

.skcod eht yb ,nrevat goD ylS eht fo edistuo m'I won thgiR .emoh yaw ym no m'I

[ Wait. There's no way she would be able to understand that. Tsutha tries again, speaking slowly and enunciating as much as she can. ]

.NREVAT .GOD .YLS eht ta m'I

[ Ughhh!! Giving up on speaking for now, Tsutha turns her camera on and points it at the sign hanging atop the Sly Dog tavern, then pans it around to show the street corner where she's standing, in a neighborhood Alice might recognize as being near the docks. ]

[Thank God for video!]

The Sly Dog Tavern. Got it. I'll see you soon.

[Alice is familiar with taverns around the city, particularly the ones far away from the upper-class parts. They're good places to advertise her exorcism business, and there's a sort of familiarity about them that she finds herself drawn to despite not really drinking much. She's been in so many dive bars throughout her life as she's traveled and battled that the atmosphere in them almost feels like home.

She leaves immediately for the tavern, not wasting any time. Whatever has happened to her friend needs to be addressed ASAP. It's not long before Alice is there in person, slightly out of breath from running.]

[ By the time Alice gets there, Tsutha has sat down on a bench, then gotten tired and laid down on the bench. She was just beginning to doze off when she hears Alice's hurried footsteps, and sits up, swaying slightly. ]

!ecilA

[ Godsdammit, her words are still not coming out right. She groans, dropping her head into her hands. ]

[Yep, Tsutha's still drunk and still talking strangely. Alice sits next to her, rubbing her back gently as she hangs her head.

Now that she's here and has confirmed Tsutha's safety, Alice actually takes the time and try to decode what her friend is trying to say. She turns the word over and over, murmuring it slightly to herself. It sounds almost familiar...

Wait a second.]

Alice? You said my name, right? Alice?

[Oh goodness, Tsutha's speaking backwards.]

[ Tsutha nods energetically. ]

!E C I L A !ecilA

[ Those spelling lessons are coming in handy. ]

[The spelling confirms it.]

You're speaking backward, Tsutha. Someone must of hexed you in there.

[Will a healing spell work? Alice is gonna try it.]

?taht od dluow ohW ?em dexeH

[ Now that Alice was smart enought to figure out that everything's coming out backwards, Tsutha will try to combat the problem by saying her words in reverse order on purpose. ]

woH od ew xif ti?

[ Nope, that didn't work quite as she planned. ]

[Alice frowns. Decoding her name when it's uttered as a single word is one thing, but full sentences are something else. She doesn't even realize the shift in word order--it all sounds like jibberish to her.]

Let me try casting a healing spell to see if it will help. If it doesn't, then we go inside and start asking questions.

[Not that she expects too much cooperation, but it's worth a try.

Alice closes her eyes and murmurs a few words, pulling energy from herself and the world around her. A soft light covers Tsutha for a moment before disappearing.]

How about now?

[ As Alice closes her eyes, so does Tsutha, concentrating on letting herself be receptive to the healing magic. As though somehow, she can will herself to be cured.

As the light fades, she peeks an eye open, nervous to open her mouth. She does feel better. Maybe it worked? ]

.eromyna knurd leef t'nod I .enog si ehcadaeh ym ,lleW

[ ......Nope. ]

...

[At least her complexion looks better? But it seems the healing did something about her inebriation and nothing about the actual problem at hand.]

I guess we need to start asking around about a counter-hex. Are you comfortable going inside the tavern?

[ Well, this was certainly entertaining so much so he kept it in the background while he made dinner. You never know when he'll hear something entertaining. But then he realized that it's not just the random gibberish of a raving drunk. Or at least he thinks she's not speaking gibberish.]

As a practicing alcoholic, I am a little impressed that you managed to operate your watch without messing up once or twice. Kudos, though I think your speech may be, ummmmm, impeded.

[ A beat. ]

More than what's expected of a drunk person, at least.

.wohemos pu dessem yletinifed si hceeps ym tub ,snaem "dedepmi" tahw wonk t'nod I

[ Thankfully, her distress is serving to sober her up somewhat. (Not that it's easy to tell, given that she's still speaking gibberish.) ]

[ He can just make out the vague going ons of a sentence, a word here and there, but can't quite pin it. ]

Can't understand you friend, still sounds drunk ramblings.

[ But it's not. There's a pattern to her speech, but what is it? ]

Do me a favor, say the following words: Madam. Level. Rotor. Kayak.

[ He doubts it could be this simple but, eh, worth a shot. ]

[ Weird request, but okay. ]

.kayaK .rotoR .leveL .madaM [ A brief pause... ] ?kayak a s'tahW

[ She can't see it but he closed his eyes and face palmed at the discovery. ]

Sweet merciful- you are actually just speaking backwards!

[ Whoever did this was a child and should be bent over the knee. ]

Alright, where did you say you were? I'll take a crack at breaking that....I dunno, curse? Spell? Whatever it is.

?sdrawkcaB

[ Oh... Okay yeah, now that's beginning to make some sense. ]

!erutcip a ekat ll'I ,tiaW .nrevat godaeS ylS eht ta m'I

[ She sends a hastily taken picture of the sign of the bar she's standing outside of: the Sly Seadog tavern. ]

[ He was decoding what she said when the picture came in. ]

I know the place. I'll be there in a bit.

[ On the list of things he thought he was expecting from this place, this was...on the list but very very far down. Regardless, he shows up half an hour later, still wearing his black apron, a heavy smell of spices coming from him, with a fluffy calico cat at his heels.

He's not quite sure who he's looking for when he departed, but he figured that anyone standing outside the tavern looking either annoyed, worried, or both would be easy to spot. But then again, it is a tavern of sailors. ]

Hey, I'm looking for someone. Speaking really odd, probably was stomping around here roughly an hour or so. Seen anyone like that, or heard?

[ He does find her, not realizing she is the person he's looking for. ]

[ Even though Tsutha doesn't know what this person coming to help her looks like, it doesn't take her long to put together that the guy who just came up to her is him.

She brightens, waving a hand excitedly and pointing at her own chest. ]

.ddo gnikaeps s'ohw eno eht m'I !em saw tahT !em s'tahT

[ She holds her hand out for a handshake. ]

.ahtusT m'I .siht ekil teem ot dah ew yrroS

[ Well that was easy. He takes her hand into a firm shake and a smile. ]

I didn't understand any of that, hun. But I'll assume you were introducing yourself, in that case, I'm Bishop. The cat is Stella.

[ When he lets go of her hand, she'll find a rich deep blue magic circle hovering right above her palm. ]

Hold that to your chest please. It'll make finding the source of the spell easier for me. Now...

[ He opens other hand, a magic ring similar to the circle appearing but with the inside of the ring forming vague shapes of letters or runes. ]

Eh? Did you mention Sly Seadog?

[ Can make sense of nothing else. ]

Tsutha?

.thgir klat t'nac I won dna ,knird a rof ereht tnew I .nrevat godaeS ylS !eno eht s'taht ,haeY

[ She groans, increasingly desperate. ]

!em pleh attog uoy ,siuoL

You are making no sense.

Um. Just yes or no. Are you still at Sly Seadog? I'll just come see you.

.seY

[ Nope. That didn't work. Maybe if she says it slowly? ]

!sssseeeeyyyyY

Alright. I can be there in...less than ten minutes. Stay there.

[ It's why he asked an easy question - because there's a distinct difference in how yes or no would sound, even with the issues she's experiencing. So, he's able to figure out from that. But, he'll absolutely make his way there without hesitation. ]

[ Tsutha deflates slightly, though she is hopeful that when Louis gets there, he'll have some idea of how to fix it. ]

.gnitiaW ...ereh eb ll'I ,thgirlA

.sknahT

[ Waver spends time at the Sly Seadog fairly often, seeing as the tavern is practically next door to his business at the Harbor. He'd just popped in to ask for some food and alcohol to take home, but decided to take a bit at the bar and catch up with the bartender while he waited for the food to be ready.

In the meantime, he's noticed someone at the bar near him having... a Time.

When she smacks herself in the face, he finally stands up to move closer, leaning in to peer at the stranger messing with her Watch. More than likely a Mirrorbound, then. ]

Er, excuse me... are you quite all right?

[ People get drunk here all the time. But they don't usually start talking gibberish and smacking themselves while drinking alone. If it seems like trouble though, he has no problems calling the bouncers. ]

(( ooc: I hope an action tag-in is okay! If you don't prefer action, just lmk, no worries! ))

Edited 2021-03-12 03:23 (UTC)

[ ooc: action is fine! ]

[ By the time someone thinks to come check on her, Tsutha has given up on recording some kind of cry for help on her watch, and slumped over with her head on the table. When approached, she turns her head to the side, frowning, and mumbles. ]

.emoh og annaw I .doog leef t'nod I

Er...

[ Oh, no. She doesn't look... great. And he's not actually in the habit of taking care of random drunk strangers. But there was something about the way she was talking into the watch that sounded a bit desperate, and it makes him feel guilty for considering how quickly he should abandon her.

Damn his stupid conscience. Waver sighs, pulling up a chair at the bar beside her and gesturing for the bartender. ]

Let's get you some water.

Say it again. Slowly, this time. You're speaking gibberish.

[ She.... she knows that voice? She has no idea what she's saying but at least she knows who's offering the strange message. ]

Tsutha...? Are you alright?

[ What happened to her roommate? ]

Edited 2021-03-12 14:00 (UTC)

!anoY

[ Boy, is Tsutha relieved to hear a familiar voice. She sighs heavily, groaning in her frustration. ]

.anoY ,pu dessem laer tog I ...thginot knird ot tuo enog evah dluohs reven I

[ Yeah, that...

Yona didn't catch any of that. ]

Tsutha, I can't understand you. I don't know what language you're speaking, but it's not one I speak.

[ Is this orcish, maybe? Yona's never heard it. ]

Should I come find you? Or can you get home?

Ah, are you all right? [He's familiar with how some people act when drunk, but this is certainly new!]

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