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BEERSPLOSION!!!
Compared to some of the other explosions that had rocked the Jedi Temple, more specifically, Aibghalien's lab within, this was decidedly mild. Still, it was an audible rumble that pierced the fourth, illusionary wall of the elf wizard's lab, followed by a rich gust of yeast-scented air.
And then, an amber-colored waterfall of frothy, churning lager came pouring out from Aibghalien's lab.
A pair of heads poked out of the wall as well. Stephen's brows were arched above his goggles, and the elf had a rather satisfied, if stunned, look upon his face.
"Well," Aibghalien said. "That went better than we had expected."
"Yeah," Stephen agreed. "But who's going to clean up the mess?"
"I suspect," the elf said, "that it will either be imbibed, or absorbed."
"Absorbed?!" the Scientist exclaimed, shoving his goggles up to stare at Aibghalien, dumbfounded. "I guess, but...man, I hope Stacy doesn't get drunk."
(OOC: Meet the results of the experiment Aibghalien undertook here.)
And then, an amber-colored waterfall of frothy, churning lager came pouring out from Aibghalien's lab.
A pair of heads poked out of the wall as well. Stephen's brows were arched above his goggles, and the elf had a rather satisfied, if stunned, look upon his face.
"Well," Aibghalien said. "That went better than we had expected."
"Yeah," Stephen agreed. "But who's going to clean up the mess?"
"I suspect," the elf said, "that it will either be imbibed, or absorbed."
"Absorbed?!" the Scientist exclaimed, shoving his goggles up to stare at Aibghalien, dumbfounded. "I guess, but...man, I hope Stacy doesn't get drunk."
(OOC: Meet the results of the experiment Aibghalien undertook here.)
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That is, until she's confronted by a tidal wave of beer that she's forced to fly over to avoid getting soaked in. Looking at where it came from, she seriously considers turning around and applying to Security...nonetheless, she lands somewhere dry-ish and makes her way forward, quickly confronting the two people who looked responsible with a scowl.
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*is recruited to deal with an angry Signum!*
"It's just that our experiment got a little out of hand. I didn't think that it would be this...profuse in this short of a time, even with Aibghalien's time manipulation."
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The smell of so much beer is starting to bother her a bit, but she waits patiently for the flow to stop enough that it's safe to step down and walk inside. While waiting, she decides to 'make conversation' in that typically Signum way. "So is this normally something we have to use magic for? Is the demand that high?"
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"Hello, Aibghalien," he said, trying to navigate the frothy drink as best he could without looking totally ridiculous. "In the middle of another experiment, I assume?"
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"Yes, we were attempting to create a reliable supply of alcoholic beverage. We apparently succeeded a little TOO well."
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"Does this also have defensive applications? Or is this merely an experiment for the curiosity's sake?"
Who knows? Maybe someone had invented a beer-powered beam cannon or something.
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Minor proof that the wizard could work on things that weren't applications of force (though perhaps not ones that explode).
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Jr. had only been passing by himself - he'd been to the temple a couple of times, so until the outpouring of beer everything seemed very business as usual. He was perceptive, so when the beersplosion began he caught it out of he corner of his eye. He was glad he wasn't that close to the temple, but he backed up anyway as the wave that hit the ground had calmed slightly, but not without rushing under his boots.
He stared down, blinking. Bewildered, actually, when he realized just what this was. "Beer...?"
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Not that he was sure when it'd actually get cleaned up...
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"What the hell is going on up there, anyway?"
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"I'm sorry, you didn't get wet, did you?"
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"Abby-san! Abby-san! Look... Look at this mess!" Miku flailed as she tried to find a spot not covered in fermentation froth.
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What were the odds that so many people would be right in the firing line right when this happened anyway? Aibghalien began to wonder if he was cursed.
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More importantly, Steve was not going to be pleased if she smelled like she'd just taken a bath in the stuff.
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A waterfall of ale.
What had science and magic wrought?"...Aibghalien? What the hell happened?"
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He paused for a moment, looking over the flowing brew. "We did make beer, though. Problem solved!"
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He shrugged. "Anyway, Stephen's optimistic that we can refine the process for a few different types of drink."
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A beer explosion. Well. Further proof that Stacy is a definite step up from The FAYZ. Even if Howard doesn't believe in partaking, it could be useful if Orc ever shows up.
"Tell me you got a patent on that brewing process, man."
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He smiled, then. "Though that's certainly a thought for when I get home! It wouldn't be a bad thing to go into business like that, especially if the brew's a good one."
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"You must be new. I don't remember seeing you before. I'm Stephen Valkonan." He blinked, then. "I'd offer a hand, but I'm pretty sure there's still beer on it."
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