Drinking with Dr. Green

5-20-2013
Drink count: 4 scotches, 2 vodkas and 1 coke
Noi: Something wrong Xe
Connar: just a rough couple of days
Noi: Anything in particular
Connar: Nothing really just some stupid fight over at the Horned God
Connar: Some punk recruit from the Templar was trying to chat up this girl by reciting the history of the “mighty and righteous” Templar. He hit all the normal points the Tower of Babel and its fall, The Roman Empire, The Illuminati exile to the Americas, and he glossed over all their defeats. At every point in their history he painted them as grate heroes. “The legendary monster hunters who fight for all of humanity and the inspiration for thousands of stories told to this day” he would shout at the end of every story. I was sitting at a table on the other side of the bar and it sounded like he was shouting in my ear.
Noi: That’s what kids do when they get drunk, they become loud and obnoxious and a pretty girl only makes them worse. Why were these assholes able to get under the skin of the mighty Connar Green?
Connar: I’m getting to that; hey do you have any rum?
Drink count: 4 scotches, 2 vodkas, 1 coke and ½ rum and coke
Connar: Then she asked a question about the famous witch hunter turned Grand Master, my old friend Joseph “Nicodemus” Combstock, “Wasn’t he like a Nazi or something.” Sweet kid not to bright though, and do you know what that son of a bitch said; “Nicodemus is a myth created by The Illuminati to slander the Order.” This man who not 10 minutes ago was bragging about how the Templar wiped out the entire werewolf population of western Europe...he had the balls to call the single worst mass murder the secret world has ever known a MYTH. (Pounds fist on bar, spills drink) Shit! Do you have any more rum or was that it?
Noi: That was the last of it Xe
Connar: Fuck…now where was I?
Noi: He called Nicodemus a myth
Connar: Oh right… this ass had the balls to call Combstock a myth…it wasn’t a myth that bared my door that night, it wasn’t a myth that set my home on fire and it wasn’t a myth when I watched my wife and son burn in their own beds…I was trapped under a fallen beam and she was trapped in our bed room by the same beam…He cried for her the entire time and there was nothing I could do…
Noi: Connar the fight
Connar: Oh yeah, the fucker in the bar…I called him on his bull shit and he got all indignat on me, “how dare you question the honor of the order!” He says that like templar have any honor to begin with; do you know how many innocents have died in their war against the darkness? I ran the numbers once and over the Templars 4000 year history they have killed nearly 10 million men, women and children for the heinous crime of being in the wrong place at the wrong time!
Noi: The story Xe
Connar: Right…well things escalated from there quickly, I lost my temper and weapons were drawn, spells were cast…long story short I am no longer welcome at the Horned God, which is a shame because they sell that whiskey fudge…You know the Jamesons…that shit is delicious
Noi: So was that everything Xe
Connar: that was the end of the fight… You know it’s always the same isn’t it, you try and warn people about what’s coming, you try to save everyone you can. And what do they say? “Don’t listen to the old man he's crazy” “He's just looking for attention ignore him and he’ll go away,” “How can you trust someone who protects their tweets.”
Noi: (clears the bar of empty bottles)
Connar: HA! Shows how much they know I don’t hide behind the Privacy setting so that people come looking for me. There are a lot of people out there that don’t like me, A LOT and it’s not just Templar and Illuminati or even other Dragons. There are things out there that scare even the most powerful agents, things that even make the bees shutter; the hound learned that the hard way…If you had seen the things I had seen, you’d be paranoid too; Nicodemus was more than just a Templar…he was an idea, he was the living breathing incarnation of the idea that the strong should rule the weak and that some people (the Templar) were better than others and that they alone should control the secret world. You think he could get away with the things he got away with, if it was just him and a hand full of followers? Nicodemus may have died (if you want to call it that) in 1945 but, his supporters live on… Hell some of them even still hold seats on the council.
Noi: Everyone knows the councils full of assholes Xe
Connar: That’s not what I am talking about… Nicodemus was acting on behalf of something much worse, something…Something old, something angry, something dangerous…but the scariest thing about all of this isn’t that the council is compromised or anything that they have done but, what they’re going to do. In 2-3 months time they’re going to call all of these new agents to Venice and they’re going to say things like “we have heard good things about you” and “your faction says that you are one of the most promising agents they have seen in a while.” They’ll give them some trivial task to perform and reward them with their best toys and make it seem like what they’re preparing them for is an honor. In reality they are being prepared for slaughter…they’ll be sent to investigate the breach in Tokyo and then what ever thing dreamt the filth will devour them whole…(begins dozing off)
Noi: (snaps fingers) Yo Xe
Connar: Chaos: When the present determines the future, but the approximate present does not approximately determine the future!
Noi: you remember those results you wanted to show Bong?
Connar: (rubbing eyes) Yeah
Noi: you left them in your hotel room why don’t you go get them
Connar: right…I should do that…
Noi: Before you head up how are you going to pay for those drinks?
Connar: send the bill to Said…tell him to put it towards the hounds debt