[Jaunt] That Monk is Terrifying

[failgoyle]

Okay, okay, so, everyone stay the hell away from Matthew. I don't know what the hell he's doing, but he's some kind of monk, and he's talking to ghosts, and he and the ghosts are freaking terrifying and tried to kill me! And he was gonna interrogate me with this scary as hell tree-lady-ghost-thing who wanted my blood, and I barely got out of there alive!

...and...uh...he kind of startled the crap out of me, so I...ah...lost my tail, and I...er, well...he's...still got it...

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[leftbehindagain]

Well, that depends on the apocalypse, I'd think.

[After a moment, Naoki fishes the drink in question out of his hammerspace and hands it over. It's greenish, and minty, and lives up to its name - the faster he drinks, the stronger the breeze.]

[failgoyle]

Well, fewer Vikings with that one, then.

[He eagerly takes that drink.]

Thanks a million, man, I really need something to calm my nerves.

[leftbehindagain]

[This would be a bad time to point out that the Japanese rendering of the drink's name would be 'kamikaze,' wouldn't it, given what that usually means to Westerners...]

You're welcome.