《The Software Detective》27. Drinking like a Sailor
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Just great, I lost the map. My only resource to navigate this building is gone. My phone died while I was on the job so I can't call for backup. Guess I'm going to just sleep on the floor. I wish I wore a watch because I don't even know what time of day it is. Wait what if no one finds me for days? I would probably die of dehydration first. Now I really had to find my way to a charger or a map of the building. I heard when you die everything in your lower bowels gets released. I can't let Bennet find me like that, he works so hard to make sure this house looks immaculate.
I picked up the pace as I walked through hall after hall. I have to send my regards to the interior decorator because different paintings lined the walls, so I had at least some sense of direction while navigating the hallways. At the end of the hallway was a dog riding a tricycle that split into two hallways. For a moment I stood in front of the dog. Maybe I should listen to see if I can hear anyone talking, or maybe the sound of a TV. As I stood there at first all I could hear was silence. But then down the hallway on the right I could hear music. Without hesitation I ran towards the sound of my savior.
The music played louder and louder as I approached the room. The door was open I walked in the door frame. Rue was behind the bar with two ice chest and mixing a drink in a gray tin. She was the first to catch my eye. "Oh, hey there Tom! You ready to party?"
Ania sitting at the bar turned around looked and looked at me. Her glasses were drooped lower down on her nose and her cheeks were flushed. "Come on computer boy take a seat and enjoy yourself." Ania said patting the stool next to her.
Zofia was in the middle of the room dancing and twirling in the middle of the room to classical music. "Their right Tom, you need work life balance!" Zofia sang, or at least what I could make out from her slurred singing voice.
I was hoping to find Bennet, but beggars can't be choosers. Walking over to the bar I sat next to Ania. Rue put the tin down. She grabbed Ania's cup and added ice into the cup from one bucket. Rue then poured the contents of the tin into the glass. The pink contents poured over the ice and then Rue put a cherry on the rim. "A pink lady for one lovely lady." She said handing the drink to Ania. "Now what can I get'cha partner." Looking over to me.
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"I will just have water. Wait, you said that's a pink lady? I've never seen it made with ice before." I said pointing to the drink.
"Yeah that's just Ania, she can't drink anything without ice." Rue said adding ice from the other bucket into the cup. She ducked down, then when she came back up she poured water into the ice filled cup.
"Its just weird looking at the flat surface of a drink. It's almost as if it's a portal to another dimension." Ania said staring into her drink.
I grabbed the water Rue handed me "That's... uh... pretty deep." I said taking a sip from the glass of water.
"You know what else is deep, how deeply in love Rue was with the mystery man." Zofia said plopping down in a chair breathing heavily.
"Shut up Zofia." Rue said throwing an ice cube at Zofia. It hit her right in the stomach, which caused her to go into a laughing fit.
"Ah, I also found the love of my life but for various reasons we can't be together." I said moving my finger around the rim of my cup.
"Aww, Tom tell us all about them" Rue said, putting her elbows on the counter and her chin in her hands.
"It's swirl was magnificent, they wound together into the center and oozed sticky perfection. It was nice and round in all the right places. Spread across its top was a gooey delicious peanut butter spread, that dripped along its side. Then when it was paired next to silky smooth vanilla bean, it made for the ultimate midnight snack." I said then took another sip. When I looked up, I saw Zofia sleeping in the chair, while Ania and Rue were staring at me with eyebrows raised.
Ania was the first to break the silence as she giggled. "You must really love cinnamon buns."
"Their god's gift to humanity." I said finishing the glass of water. I handed the cup back to Rue, and she filled it again with more water.
"Alas, I wish I could say the same about my lover. We met at my mom's funeral." Rue said taking a shot of a dark liquid. "I was standing towards the back taking of the service. As everyone was giving their speeches about mom, I was taking a swig from the flask I snuck in. I was quite depressed, I mean I wasn't ready to see my mom go so soon. I know you're supposed to outlive your parents, but I couldn't imagine them leaving so soon." Rue wiped a tear out of her eye.
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After taking a drink of water Rue continued her story. "I stepped outside for a quick smoke, you know to distract myself a bit. That's when I met him. He was standing there with a cigarette in his mouth standing underneath an umbrella to keep himself dry in the rain. I asked him for a light, which he gave me, but he also lets me stand next to him under the umbrella. As I stood their he smelled of oak and musk. It was intoxicating." Rue put on elbow on the table and her hand on her chin and stared at the ceiling. "He was honestly so amazing and as he talked the more and more I wanted to know about him. Eventually the church let out and Zofia pulled me aside to ask if I could drive her to the repast. I told her to give me a moment. But when I turned around the amazing guy disappeared." Rue said taking another shot.
"I still can't believe it never occurred to you to get his name." Ania said wiping the condensation off her cup with a finger.
"I know big sister, maybe it was an angel that came down to help me in my time of need." Rue said staring longingly in the distance.
"Okay, I think its time for me to go to bed. It feels like your going to talk my ear off again about this mystery guy. And I don't feel like listening to it tonight." Ania said. She stumbled out of her seat looking as if the very attempt to stand up straight made her dizzy. Drool fell at the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks turning redder she wiped the drool from her mouth. "Ooops I'm sorry."
I stood up and offered to holder her up. "Maybe I should take you to your room." I said.
"Your such a gentleman Tom, the guest room is in the same hallway so you I'll take you to where you will be sleeping." Ania said grabbing her glass and staring to walk towards the entrance. We said goodbye to Rue and a sleeping Zofia and went back into the maze.
It amazed me that Ania could navigate the hallways so effortlessly, on top of being stumbling drunk. As we continued to walk Ania continued to drool from her mouth and her slurred speech worsened. If her arm wasn't around my shoulder, I'm sure she would have collapsed on the floor by now.
"Here he are," Ania said it's going to be down this hallway. I noticed at the end of the hallway was a door with a dog on the tricycle. If only I knew I was so close to salvation. "My room is right here, and your door is two doors down." She said taking her arm off my shoulder wiping the drool from her face.
"Thanks, I would have never found this on my own." I said.
"I could say the same to you. I think I had a little too much to drink tonight." Ania said giggling.
After saying good night, I walked over to the guest room. "Hey Tom," Ania called after me. I turned around to see her standing at her door frame "You know if you don't enjoy sleeping in your bed alone, I have some extra room in my bed."
"Uh... yeah sure I'll think about it." I said before going in my room and closing the door. I think I am going to skip on the offer and listen to the wise Bennet, to leave these chicks alone.
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Sword System Academia
2/17 NOTICE: I'm putting this on hiatus, possibly permanently. I didn't want to spam with an "update chapter", so hopefully here and in the story blurb will get enough eyeballs. There are a couple reasons for ending SSA for now. 1) I wrote the next chapter but wasn't happy with it. I've been less and less satisfied with SSA's quality the more I thought about it. Part of the reason is... 2) I am seriously thinking about trying to publish some novels to help pay the bills, since I don't have my other source of income anymore. I have never asked for anything from SSA readers, no money, not even a review or rating. SSA is written for fun to amuse myself, primarily, and I would kind of feel bad actually charging someone money for something as unserious as that. I don't think it is good enough to ask anything in return. To use an analogy from music, SSA is more like a jam session with a bunch of friends. You're just chiling and having fun playing some music. I mean, if you are Mozart or even Eminem, your jam session is good enough to sell, but for an amateur beginner like myself, haha, no. If I want to publish something, I feel like I need to go the proper route of practice and rehearsals, which might be more similar to a classical concert performance. With SSA, I work from worldbuilding notes and a loose outline, but what you are essentially getting is the first draft with lots of so-called pantsing. Pushing out a web novel like this also means it is very difficult to go back and improve things without breaking everything else downstream. I wanted to try this "jamming" approach, as it was a good way to teach me about another aspect of writing, but to move forward, I think I need to hone my "classical" techniques, which emphasize rewriting, or at least, revising outlines. 3) While I intend to try to make $$$, my actual current goal is to "get gud". I've spent a lot of time recently trying to understand the self-publishing industry, and I'm pretty sure I can make some money by using short-term strategies with my current amateur skill level. But I've seen too many authors come and go/burnout, and really, the only way that I think I can enjoy writing and still make money on a long-term basis is to become a better writer. And the next step for me, which I haven't done much before, is to spend more time on rewriting and outlines. That is pretty much antithetical to the way SSA is developing. I've always been kind of 20/80 plotting/pantsing, but I want to spend a lot more time outlining before I even start writing. SSA jam sessions don't really fit my goal anymore. If you're curious about what's next, read on... Among other regrets, I regret not finishing SSA. It's the first story I've dropped, but then again, it's the first web novel I've attempted, so I suppose that's not a surprise. I don't think traditional web novel formats suit me that well. The whole SSA story I had loosely planned (beyond a first book or major arc) is way too large as well. Big story = good for neverending webnovel with Patreons, bad for penniless and fickle writer like me. I am currently outlining a complete trilogy to another story in great detail. I want the story to end concisely, and I also want the chance to really spend a lot of time on the full outline to spot pacing problems, character issues, lost themes, and so on. I'll still share this story on RR. What I intend to do is finish book 1, flash-publish the whole thing here for a few weeks, then publish on the big Zon. Repeat for books 2 and 3. The upcoming story will be about crafting heroes. The backdrop is an isekai-like setting, where elves will summon humans to their world as heroes, but the whole hero crafting business is still in its infancy. The elven mage researchers are figuring out how to imbue heroes with power, while the heroes are trying to figure out how to use the powers that they gain. Humans are the best hero templates because they are blank and have no intrinsic magic. Or at least that what the elves thought. The human MC has his own secrets... There will be some similarities with litrpgs, but I would call it more a progression fantasy or gamelit story. For example, the stats are very low, at least initially. Say we have a stat called Str. Going from Str = 1 to Str = 2 is a huge deal. Also, going from Dex = 0 to Dex = 1 is an even bigger deal. I guess you could call it a "low-stat litrpg", haha. Also, the heroes won't be gaining stats simply by killing things or leveling up. You can't increase stats arbitrarily, either. There will be rules to how stats can increase, and how they work with each other. The elven mages will be figuring out these rules in order to craft stronger and stronger heroes. 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