Fractured God

The three women were gathered around a table made of a superb piece of wood. Even to their untrained eyes, they could tell it was expensive. The moment they entered, a bottle of white wine was already at the table in addition to several wine glasses. In the middle of the table was a basket of various breads that adorned the room with its scents.

“Who the hell is this even for anyway?” Tina asked as she sat down.

“Rich people,” Lily answered as she poured herself some wine. She nearly filled the glass.

“Ugh, is this really worth it? We could probably have just as good of a time somewhere less expensive.” Bailey added as she reached for a piece of bread. Her face softened after she took a bite.

“Shut up, we’re here for a good time and the more money you spend on something, the better it's going to be!”

She drank the wine out of the glass like she was drinking water and left it about halfway empty.

Tina looked around the room and saw a couch and a chest further away. She got up and stepped closer.

“Rich people eh? I can't imagine many of those coming here.”

“You'd be surprised. The parish doesn't a have city, so towns like these are places you go when you wanna get stuff done or have fun. If it weren't for the cultists this place would probably be filled.” Lily answered as she took another gulp. She reached for a piece of bread and nodded her head in satisfaction after taking a bite.

Tina reached the chest and opened it to find… “A chess board? Dice? Are these cards?”

“I guess it's in case we get bored or something.”

“Is this really a pub?” Tina asked.

“Well, it sells booze, so that's all I care about.”

A man knocked before entering the room and the girls made their orders.

“Shit, the good wine and bread was free?” Lily stated.

“Free my behind, we have to pay these exorbitant prices to even get access to them,” Bailey said as finished another piece of bread from the basket.

Tina sat at the table impatiently waiting for her meal. With nothing better to do, she grabbed a wine glass and poured herself some wine.

“It's not even white, it's clear,” Tina stated.

“Eh, they're basically the same thing.”

The most Tina's alcohol consumption went to was drinking the occasional tavern beer.

She sniffed the glass and-

“It's strong.”

She placed her finger near it and shocked it with her finger and within a few moments, it caught on fire, leaving Tina with her eyes wide open.

“Damn, this must be some really good shit!” Lily stated at the sight. “It's not even… uh what's it called? Right vodka! It's not even that and it's catching on fire.”

“Is it supposed to catch on fire?” Tina worriedly asked.

“Hmm, if it's strong enough,” Bailey answered.

Lily smirked before opening her mouth. “Come on, drink it!”

“Huh? Why would I-”

“Don't tell me you're too much of a pussy to do it? Come on Tina we're here to have fun.”

Tina looked at the flaming glass in contemplation. “(N-no this just isn't a good idea. This doesn't prove anything.) Come on Bailey, talk some sense into her.”

“I wouldn't recommend it, but your body should be strong enough that doing it shouldn't pose any risk.”

“Haha, see, even Bailey’s calling you a wuss.” Lily laughed as she took a sip of her glass.

Tina looked at the glass for a few moments before downing the whole thing and gently wiping off a small flame that formed on her lip.

She shook her head and puckered her lips before on the table.

“How the *cough* hell does anyone enjoy that stuff?” She asked as she coughed. Surprisingly the alcohol itself was far worse of an experience than the flame. She barely even noticed it.

“Ay!” Lily said before clapping for hands. Bailey joined in as well, gently clapping her hands.

“Stop that, it's annoying.” She said as she took some deep breaths trying to recover from the alcohol.

Bailey reached for the bottle and poured some herself. She swished the glass before taking a sip.

“Wow, it's nice.” She said with a smile on her face.

“Right? It's sure as better than whatever piss water Tina usually drinks.”

“I'm sorry I want to enjoy my drink instead of downing it like juice. But… it wasn't so bad. Give me the bottle back Bailey I'm sure I could take a few more sips.”

“Finally, just let loose Tina.”

“Don't think I'm gonna make a fool of myself like you do.”

Bailey handed her back the bottle and she poured herself some more white wine.

“I can't imagine, Ezekiel would be thrilled about this,” Tina said as she took another sip.

“Ah, screw him, he treats us like kids too much, we can have a drink,” Lily responded.

“I don't mind it. At least he was here for me, unlike that guy who calls himself my father.” Bailey added.

“Oh, so you're a daddy's girl.”

“Huh? What's that?”

“I'm pretty sure it's being doted on by your dad right?” Tina stated. “Hmph, I can't imagine there are many of those with men nowadays.”

“I mean, if we're talking about Ezekiel… I didn't mind his doting that much. It's weird, he was just as much a father as he was a friend.” Bailey said.

“Eh, for me he was more like an older brother. He was annoying sometimes but he always looked out for us.”

Lily remained silent and quietly nibbled on some bread.

“What'd you see him as Lily?” Tina asked.

“Uh, a brother, right a big brother.”

The two other women there looked at her with suspicion.

“Really?” Bailey asked.

“Oh screw off, you guys already know!”

“Come on, we're talking about a dead guy, we shouldn't hide any secrets,” Tina said.