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 Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 2:49 pm
Rep didn't even question where the ice pack appeared from, still in his little drunken bubble of confusion, and unlike normal, not actually about to protest help.
All he was aware of was that there was cold. And the cold was nice. And helped his head a bit.
And apparently it was Harrison's doing. "L..listen man." he shook Harrison a bit as if he wouldn't hear him without it. "You.. you are the best..best man. I'm. No I'm serious. You are great. Looking out for me like this. I always ********' wanted a bag of ice and now I have one."
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 2:56 pm
Marcus’ punch at Rep came suddenly, causing Wilson to jump and drop a couple pieces of glass. He sighed, his shoulders slumped before he bent back down to pick up the shards again. There was the thump of a body falling and he realized Rep had fallen over.
neutral He watched Harrison punch Marcus before busting out the bandages. Then Wilson went back to picking up glass with Wash. Where was the division leader when someone needed him? Even Simon would be just as good.
“Couldn’t sleep? Did something wake you up?”
And then he realized who had busted up the men’s bathroom. “What?” Wilson threw Rep and Jerry a look before he dropped the glass into a pile to sweep away later once he picked up the finer pieces.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:13 pm
Wash just continued to help pick out slivers of glass, glaring at nothing in particular. Did something wake me up indeed.
"Oh, I dunno. Could be, could be. Nothing like the sound of broken glass at-" he glanced around for the time - "god-forsaken-o'clock." He finally stopped sulking long enough to take stock of the room and it's occupants though, and what he saw made him emit a low whistle.
"You guys been blowing off some steam? Some 'o you look a little too roughed up for just a party. How you guys managed to not wake anyone else up is beyond me." He wondered if some of the noise had come from the girl's party on the floor below, but frankly wasn't brave enough to check. One crisis at a time, ok?
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:28 pm
"No problem." He said giving Harrison a nod, followed with a skeptical look when the other hunter said he was fine. "Uh-huh.... Just don't fall over okay? I'm too scrawny to have to try and help you guys up."
There was a shrug afterwords and he went back to watching Wash and Wilson. "They have, I sorta got here right as Leon was being carried out by Clarice. And then me and Wilson just sorta watched the fireworks."
He frowned, "I think we missed the food..." He wasn't sure if he'd gotten Wash's name before. "by the way, I'm Aleister." He introduced himself to Wash.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:28 pm
As Marcus felt the need to rekindle old wounds Jerry had already been publicly called out on the last big ol' Mission with Allan in front of, well, everyone, the Sun hunter merely gave a groan in Wilson's general direction before deciding to flop back down onto the floor again, shamisen on his chest. Yeah, no, no reason to talk about that again. And again. And again. And again. His alcohol levels were saying it was nearly time to cry again, but no. He'd be a man. And just lay here. Yup.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:39 pm
It was like a typical bar fight, only the police weren't coming to break things up - and somewhere deep down inside, Robert regretted that this was probably why the girls got alcohol easier than the men. He was normally just as bad, but today he was a mellow drunk, and just watched with sullent regret, and just a tinge of worry. Even the boss wasn't keeping drunken Jerry in check, and Rep had about the same temper as Robert did. Coupled with Marcus' mouth, this was a disaster waiting to happen.
He eyed those bottles and considered taking them back to his room for a private party..
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:41 pm
"It's- on the rooster," Harrison told Wash sagely. ...Were the bottles he grabbed empty? All of them? "I gotta pizza, Seven, and you can have it because we're...we're all in this to-gether."
The ice was slipping, he put it back.
"Yeah, it's no ******** problem because- because, you're great looking too. And You're - you're... ********- heavy,"
And then he fell over.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:57 pm
He wasn't only drunk at this point but on a sort of vague brain freeze, grinning wonkily. "Aww man you are way too nice."
And then there was a dilemma of verticality.
Logic would maybe suggest to let go of the moon hunter and sit up, but with his current vertigo Rep wasn't sure if doing so would result of him falling over in defiance of gravity. He did /try/ and sit up, and haul Harrison with him, but it wasn't going to happen. So he gave up.
He rested his chin on the other man's chest with a huff, half sprawled on him and making no effort to actually move away. "M'not heavy. Its not my fault you can't even sit up."
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:58 pm
"I'm Washington, but you can call me Wash-" he began, looking to Aleister, but his attention was quickly redirected to the very drunk man who'd punched a slightly less drunk Marcus who was dragging around another very drunk, very bruised red head.
"....Rooster?" Wash rubbed the sleep out of his eyes - with his glass free hand, thank you - and just shook his head. He added his glass to Wilson's pile and straightened, rubbing the small of his back. Was it safe for them to be lying on the floor? If they started vomiting, he didn't want anyone to choke. Then again, he wasn't their mothers. He wondered if FEAR shields could protect them from their own alcohol-induced stupidity.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 4:13 pm
In the minute it took Jordan to calm down, Marcus had managed to punch Rep, and Harrison had gotten the conflict sorted out, despite being rather drunk. Jordan sat back down and rested his chin in one hand, regarding them with a kind of bemused dismay. The girls were having a party with cake, stripping, and booze, and while this party now had alcohol, it had also produced a couple of not-so-amusing fights. That seemed unfair, somehow.
He refrained from pointing out to Rep that he was now pretty much snuggling on Harrison, because while it would be funny briefly, it would almost certainly not end well.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 4:29 pm
"I think he means... Roster?" Aleister shrugged, he paused when the other offered him Pizza. Did he want to chance getting pizza? Then of course Harrison fell over. "Yeah, you guys are on your own, but I will take a piece of pizza, thanks thirteen."
He moved over to snag a piece of pizza. Looking at Rep and Harrison he shrugged and munched on the pizza. He seemed to be thinking, "Does there happen to be drinks that aren't booze around?" He wasn't a big drinker, and since there was already a large amount of drunkards, he didn't want to contribute to it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 4:44 pm
There was a brief struggle against the inevitable. Harrison did not struggle as much as he could have.
"The ******** you aren't," Harrison said. "Welcome," he told to Aleister.
He put the icepack back on Rep's face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 4:56 pm
He had a strange niggling feeling that there was probably something he should really be furious about, though for the life of him, he really couldn't think what the ******** it actually was. All he knew was this was more comfortable than sitting on the floor and that Harrison was a good guy. If maybe excessively fidgety. "Stop ******** mooooving man, I'm dizzy enough as is."
His dim thoughts about how Harrison was totally a bro were reinforced as he got an icepack to the face again, leaning against it like a contented cat. "I love you bag of ice."
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 5:09 pm
Marcus just took pictures.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 5:09 pm
Now here was the correct opportunity, just begging to be exploited. Jordan took his phone out and took a picture, then stuffed the phone back into his pocket. With luck, Rep and Harrison would be too drunk to focus on the phone before it was tucked away again.
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