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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 1:22 pm
When Melvin heard Jordan clapping, he turned to do so as well. Sure, people weren't bouncing to the rhythm, but the guy didn't suck at playing the piano. It was just hard to get people dancing without the right mood. Music wasn't the only element.
Turning, he regarded Rin. "Oh yeah. It takes a lot of talent to do this." He shook his right hand. "I'm going to move over there before someone asks me to play the recorded. Where the hell were you anyways?" He asked her, already making his move to get away from the piano even though it seemed Jerry was done for the moment.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 3:12 pm
"Awww, you made him goaway," Harrison returned the draping with an infatuated grin. "And m'not a mean drnk." He told Jordan, mood on the upswing now that Wilson had been chased off. He gave Jordan a sloppy kiss on the forehead. Jerry was heading out the door. Harrison went to go catch him.
"Wow. Okay. We are...def- definitely getting close," Harrison said, looking at his cell phone clock. He missed a few times trying to put it back in his pocket.
"Tell you- tell you what," he clapped his hand on Jerry's hand a little harder than necessary.
"Yknow any Bond songs."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:01 pm
"I didn't say mean," Jordan corrected carefully, "I said aggressive. The difference is important." He spoke a little more slowly than usual, but took care to enunciate.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:14 pm
What do you know, Rep thought as Wilson left - he had more psychic power than he realised. "Aye, ah got rid of him f'r you." He gave a beneficent wave of his hand. "Y'cn thank me later."
He watched as Harrison tottered off to catch Jerry, propping himself up for balance. He raised a brow at the question, but didn't say anything, instead let himself slump onto the table, sprawled across it with most of his weight, he gave Jordan a puzzled sidelong look. "V'e you bin drinking?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:17 pm
"I had a drink. And a half," Jordan explained. "Well, more than a third, but less than half," he corrected himself, studying the level of liquid in his cup. "Coke and rum. No, rum and coke is the correct order, isn't it?" He poked Rep's side. "You're very drunk."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:30 pm
Rep gave Jordan a look as if he was speaking in tongues before narrowing his eyes suspiciously. "That sounds like maths to me."
"Dunno why you'd put coke in yer rum anyway. Coke's for womens drinks." He looked scandalised at the poke and shot back to his feet again, teetering unsteadily as he tried to stand perfectly straight. "Ahm no drunk look, y'see just..because a man's lying down for a wee bit right? It doesn't mean he's drunk. I'm just...like...situationally like....discouraged..erm. DISADVANTAGED. Situationally disadvantaged."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:44 pm
"No, it's just fractions," Jordan said, and blinked innocently.
He didn't move away from where he leaned against the table, simply poked Rep again. "I am," he said with great dignity, "a casual drinker. I am not Scottish, and you must remember to account for that factor." He paused. "I'm impressed. That was five syllables. Five?" He mouthed the word situationally, counting on the fingers of his free hand. "Six. Even more impressive."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:50 pm
Rep gave Jordan a slightly irritable look as he seemed to venture off into places Rep's brain wasn't capable of following. "That's a casual drinker. Itss like. A casual gamer." He waved a hand "Slike, you are the Wii player of drinking. I'm like...I'm like well I dunno. HAL like from that movie."
Out of nowhere he decided it was a good time to sing "Daaaasy daiiisy give me your answer dooo. Ahm half crazy all for the love of you~"
And then his train of thought was shunted off the rails with another thought entirely, and he just had to share it with Jordan. "You urnae Scottish. You are...you are just a really SYLLABLE person"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:58 pm
"What's wrong with the Wii?" Jordan demanded. "I like the bowling game, it's great. Anyway you already knew I was a casual gamer. No, wait. I told Harrison that. Did I tell you? I still beat him at that FPS on the library computers," he said with satisfaction, and took a good mouthful of his drink, thoughtfully savoring the taste.
Either the song or the odd descriptor struck him as hilarious, and he hastily swallowed before bursting out into a fit of giggles.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:05 pm
Rep all but whined "Naaaaw man. Nooo bowling. You sound like an old granny." His complaints about Jordan's choice in games fell short as it seemed to dawn on him that he'd beaten the guy with a tech ghost in his head at games. "Hahahah. You did? " He couldn't help but cackle about it, everything for whatever reason was contagiously hilarious.
He got up and teetered over to Jordan, patting him on the arm with absolute earnestness. "Listen, listen like. Like if I play you at games. I won't beat you too badly okay. Because I love you and stuff. And I'll only gloat a wee bit. Just a wee bit like. ...like mibbey a dance. Like." He swayed on the spot in an example of a victory dance. "But no mair than that right. Cause I don't want to make you feel bad."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:08 pm
Jordan managed to calm his giggles after a minute, enough to say fondly, "Nerd," and loop his arm around Rep's waist.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:15 pm
Rep looked entirely nonplussed before a grin took the expression's place. "Am I?"
He slung his own arm around Jordan, though with the frankly ulterior motive of tickling him ruthlessly as vengance. "You sure about that?"
Tracey somewhere in Rep's head was torn between laughing and banning him from drinking forever.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:16 pm
"Ohmygodnotfair," Jordan yelped, and convulsed in helpless laughter, attempting feebly to escape the tickles.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:17 pm
Melvin had been walking away from Jerry and stopped when he heard Rep sing, go over to Jordan, say some things, and then wiggle his center - which either was Rep's way to seduce Jordan or the man was going o fall over. The pair were now giggling and cuddling.
It wasn't the booze that was going to make him vomit. Luckily it seemed that they were stopping.
He walked over to the pair, hoping Rin wasn't going to get lost in the crowd. "Feelin ri-" Then they started tickling, stopping him in his tacks.
All the NOPE.
He backed up.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:25 pm
"Nor was calling me a nerd" Rep smirked, absolutely not giving up.
At least, not until he noticed Melvin. He stopped his vengeful attack and gave the blonde man a serious speculative look as if he might get defensive or angry, any one of the whirlwind emotions Rep was capable of.
Instead he grinned hugging Jordan amicably with one arm before giving Melvin a lazy wave with the other. "Awright Melvywelveymelvinwinin. Havin' a nice party?" He gave a nod as he backed up. "That's no how you dance man."
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