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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 8:57 pm
Harrison just shook his head at the request for numbers. "S'long as its like. Identifble. Thanksh Jerry. I'll like. I'll remembmber."
He slunk (in a wobbly fashion) back to Rep, and leaned over him, resting his arm in a way that was too loose to be a chokehold. He rested his chin on Rep's shoulder.
"Ur pissin him off. I dnt- appreciate, the disrepsct. Ok?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:14 pm
Harrison teetered back from whatever he'd been asking Jerry and Rep didn't drop the taunting grin, looking pleased with himself at having managed to get B0nez annoyed and a reaction out of Harrison too. He was in the process of thinking up a drunken song to wind him up even further when Harrison piped up that he wasn't too pleased about the joke.
He dropped it instantly, backpedalling verbally as fast as he could. "Oh eh. Naw mate, like.. it's fine, no problem mate, was only kidding, taking the piss and whatever."
Twirling the ring on his finger nervously, he cast a sidelong glance in an attempt to get a handle on how serious Harrison was being but it was too close to actually tell. "I wisnae like, meaning any disresh..like..offence."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:29 pm
"Good. Thas good," Harrison said, kissing his cheek and loosening the hold further so his hand was at the lapel of Rep's jacket instead. He played with the notch.
"You wanna dance?"
Jordan wasn't far, and it didn't take too much shifting to lean on him as well, "Youtoo."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:34 pm
Well, it looked like at least some people were having a good time! He fumbled the basic bom-ba-da-da-dum, bom-ba-dada-dum with appropriate attempts at the traditional melody in hopes that was what Harrison was looking for. Thankfully, the buffer of Rum and the invitation for some good proper goofiness distracted him from the potential awkwardness if this was Harrison's idea of a serenade.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 4:53 am
"To be fair," Jordan pointed out, "I was, like, camping." Rep stopped when Harrison grumbled at him, which was good. B0nez was still sore over that, huh. Jordan stored the thought for later and hoped he remembered it.
I'll help, Ferros said. There was a distinct smirk in his voice.
"Hey," Jordan said cheerfully to Rin and Melvin, attention called back by Rin's loud, cheerful greeting.
Then Harrison was asking him to dance. "I like dancing with you," he told Harrison, and looked over to Rin and Melvin again. "You guys should dance too," he instructed.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 8:45 am
"Buuut I'm not getting loss..." there was a pause as she drained her cup entirely then flashed Melvin the empty proudly. "I have... awesssome dir.. dire..." oh hi Jordan. She smiled at Jordan instead of completing that train of thought and set her empty cup aside to wave a little at him , "But.. but I don't... I dunno how..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 8:48 am
Harrison didn't seem too annoyed, that was one good thing, but it was hard to shake how spooked he was by the fact he'd been so certain the joke would be okay but it hadn't been. It was something he hadn't known about the other man and that alone, even despite being drunk, was enough to rattle him.
"I like, could." he hazarded tactfully as he could manage, not committing either way, before turning his attention to Rin and giving her a baffled wave.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 9:14 am
"Y'should," Harrison said, taking his and Jordan's hands and coaxing them up.
"Yeah, calld uthat and sommother things. M'not gonna go intuit." He pulled Jordan close, toddering back a couple of steps, but finally finding his footing, and leaning heavily to keep his balance. "I like dancin too," he mumbled.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 9:44 am
Melvin looked at the empty cup. "You actually finished?" He was surprised and mildly proud she hadn't just gagged and went for something more generic like beer. Then again, she didn't seem to drink too many different things. If they ever went to a bar, he'd be able to tell her what most women drank. She's probably like an amaretto sour or some kind of daiquiri - though he really didn't want to ruin a woman who could drink hard liquor.
He refilled her cup with just a little. "I can show you." He told her. Guys usually took the lead anyways, and considering everyone was drunk - not him of course, the slight swaying had nothing to do with it - they wouldn't care to watch.
Finished topping off her drink, he set his bottle down at the table, then rose his goggles up to set them on top of his head to rub his eyes a moment and go back to drinking. He decided better against it and just put his glasses in his pocket.
"Are we..." He gestured a finger at Jerry. "Dancin to that?" It really wasn't the type you could tap a beat to.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 10:10 am
"You're very drunk too," Jordan told Harrison cheerfully. "I'm a little drunk, you're a lot drunk." He supported Harrison, wavering only a little. "Nothing energetic," he said, "you'll both fall over."
"Probably not waltzing," he said to Melvin. "The meter's wrong for that."
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 10:17 am
Roland stood by watching it all, soda can in hand half empty now, Harrison was.... probably more drunk then Rep, followed by Jerry. Melvin and Rin where also very much in a good place with Jordan being the fairly sober one but still buzzed enough to be in the right spot.
".... I haven't had a drink all night."
<< WEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAK >>
He might have flinched at Sylvia chiming in as he wandered towards the drinks table to find something worth adding to his soda.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 10:46 am
Rep didn't object, for one thing he was too drunk to, on the other it wasn't a bad request, and Jordan seemed keen. He didn't say anything more about B0nez or the loss either, just focused on staying upright. Some part of him reminded him he didn't dance with other people around as a rule, but the alcohol overruled it, that just wasn't sociable.
Jordan's mention of waltzing did however make him freeze. "I dun..I don't like.. don't know how to do fancypants ******** dancing. I like. I'm used to like untz untz untz stuff like.. you know?" Most dancing he was used to involved a packed dancefloor where there just wasn't much room for motion. The other kind was the sort he only did in private and involved a lot of self satisfied feeling sexy and camp music, he doubted that would go well here either. "I think I might fall over anyway."
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 11:01 am
Rin noooodded at Melvin, indeed she did! proud of it too. She stared curiously as he topped her up again. Challenge accepted. She reached to pick her cup up again and take another sip off the top. She looked at Melvin quietly but expectantly, not certain how the hell to get started with this. Then he gestured at Jerry and Rin followed to stare at Jerry the same way too.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 12:10 pm
Jerry continued picking along*, trying to wrack his not-really-sober brain for any Bond related riffs he could recall. He slipped through one sort of theme, so another, but by the time Rin was giving him a look recollection hit him, back to one of his highschool recitals. "Alright, alright, let's see about this one..." His fingers were rusty on the movements, but the more he played, quietly singing along with it, the more it came back to him. Like riding a bicycle. "When you were young and your heart was an open book..." His voice was soft and unconfident as he concentrated on his fingering. "You used to say live and let live..."
*footnote: See beginning of this video for examples of Bondtinkering.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 3:03 pm
"Relx," Harrison told Rep, moving in an approximation of a highschool shuffle. The slower opening was well-suited to the pace he was currently capable of.
He rested his head on Jordan's shoulder, because he said he was a little less drunk, but honestly both guys were holding up better than he was. When he closed his eyes and shuffled, the floor didn't spin so much.
"I'no this one," Harrison said, but added a growly hum until they hit the words, "liven let dhhh hmm, hmm."
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