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 Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 11:17 am
Rep filled up his own glass and offered the bottle to fill up Jordan's again. "Sounds good. Even if ******** traumatic." He still to this day had nightmares about death sweeper, usually in his dreams accidentally running it without a golem.
"As far as eats go, nothing particularly satisfying here." he glanced along the bar. "Jerky I guess. And eh. Nuts."
He couldn't help the laugh that bubbled forth immaturely, giving Jordan a sideways and stupid grin. "You like nuts?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 11:33 am
Jordan slid the glass over, because he was already this drunk, and he might as well keep going. In this state, it was logic that made perfect sense. "That's part of the point, somebody's got to traumatize the fresh meat."
He snickered into his hand. "Yeah, sure. Are they salty?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 11:42 am
Rep filled the glass. "Would you believe it they are. Real expensive too though."
Leaning lazily on the bartop, he smirked. "Wouldn't it be tenderizing the fresh meat?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 11:46 am
"Oh, I just bet they are." Jordan giggled into the glass.
"Well beaten and flattened, sounds about right," he mused.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:03 pm
"Just how I like them." Rep said, pleased. "In my ******** day peril found us both ways uphill in the rain. Though I guess no all of them were ******** perilous. I remember like, one of my earliest missions where I didn't get ******** vomited on by yetis I spent ******** like 20 minutes trying to make you take your shirt off."
He rubbed his face in exasperated embarrassment. "I was soooo ******** horny back then."
He took another swig that hit the spot and for the first time that night found himself wondering if maybe he ought to have a glass of water. Normally Tracey kept track of that s**t.
He gave Jordan another look. "Well I say was."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:11 pm
"Like being an underclassman, when you are one you think you're not gonna take part in tormenting them later, and then you get there and realize how much you deserved it and now it's your turn." Jordan smirked. "It was a heroic effort. You were really determined on that endeavor."
He leaned on the bar, blinking slowly. He was having too much and he knew it, but it was starting to make his way into his thoughts that maybe he was having too much. "Doubt that's changed," he said, and angled one eyebrow at Rep.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:22 pm
"Could be ******** worse, we could flush their heeds doon the toilet or something degrading. We only ******** blow them up and s**t for their own good." He looked away somewhere between flustered and embarrassed at the compliment. "Well back then it worked so, successful mission. "
He stretched, rolling his shoulders. "Mmm. Naw. It really husnae."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:31 pm
"I'm, I'm sure someone somewhere has gotten a swirlie for science." Jordan ran a hand through his hair absentmindedly, frowned slightly. "I gotta get a haircut, it's getting long again."
He watched the stretch, then put his head down on the bar, resting his forehead against his arm with a muffled groan. "Jesus, don't tease," he said plaintively. "You know I've been sleeping alone."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:55 pm
"My hair's finally ******** growing back after those lice." He ran his hand through the white side of his hair, still remembering how itchy his scalp had been. "And I dunno, your hair was nice long too. Maybe you should get a mohawk? Be like, totally rebellious and s**t."
He did blink in surprise and cover his mouth with a hand at the realization that being out of a relationship also meant in the world of most normal human beings, no sex. "Oh. ********. Yeah uh.. sorry. Wow." He eyed Jordan the way you might eye some scientific curiosity. "That's longer than the bunkers. Wow. I'd have like...jumped someone by now."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 1:09 pm
Jordan made a face at the mention of lice, sitting back up. "Yeah, man, that sucked. The white's not a bad look, though." He had a white patch of his own coming in over his left ear, but it wasn't as much of a contrast in his lighter-colored hair. He plucked at the shorter patch. "Don't know how it's going to take dye." He chose not to think about the other bug, the rest of what had happened that week. Not now, not at the party when he was having a nice evening.
His mouth twisted in a wry almost-smile. "I don't cheat," he said before he could think about the many reasons why he shouldn't, and then, immediately afterward, "I really think I could use a bottle of water," and, looking around, "where's Ferros, he was here a moment ago."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 1:27 pm
"I hope it goes like, pink or something if you dye it. You can ******** compete with Heidi for the gayest ******** hair ever to fly its flag on an island."
He raised a brow at the cheating comment, but in his train of logic it was not surprising, he was almost satisfied by it. Rin hadn't had that mentality when she left and it had annoyed him without fail.
"By the sound of it you could use a lot ******** more than a bottle of water." he said.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 1:33 pm
Jordan laughed. "s**t, no. If it goes pink I'll just dye the whole thing black or something." He contemplated that idea. "You could accuse me of being goth instead of hipster."
He gave Rep a long look. "I could," he agreed finally, and left it at that. Ferros appeared behind him, moving quietly for a tall metal monster, and curled one hand over Jordan's shoulder to help steady him. "Have you had any water?" he asked, sounding distinctly disapproving.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 1:47 pm
"With black hair you'd still be one of those poser not-quite goths." Rep said critically.
Rep gave Ferros a disappointed look, there was always some designated driver or something similar to come and crash the party. Tracey climbed on onto a bar stool next to Jordan and gave Rep an interested look. "Are you both speaking again?" he asked pointedly, and it was clear it wasn't really speaking her meant.
Rep gave him a nonplussed look before shrugging his shoulders. "I would." he said sympathetically to Jordan. "But." he jerked his thumb in the direction of the sexy construction worker along the bar.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 2:03 pm
"I don't think black eyeliner is quite my thing anyway." Jordan leaned back against Ferros for stability, closing his eyes for a few moments before opening them again to give Tracey a sideways, slightly tired look. "We're talking," he said.
His gaze slid to Harrison, and for an unguarded moment the aching longing read clear in his eyes, sharp and sad. He shook his head slightly, wobbled, and recovered with Ferros's help. "I know," he said. "I think. I think I'll go get some water and some rest."
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 11:37 pm
Ever rubbed absently at his eyes while Zeke was gone, thinking that this was all less hot and more hot mess, but that was hardly new. Excess was sliding back into his life in a way that meant headaches and poor decisions and, maybe, he needed just a little focus to bring it back around. He'd sit somewhere, and eat the peaches when Zeke came back with them, and before he could grab another drink he'd haul the other man toward the door -- pausing just to wave at Cee along the way, and offer America a jaunty salute and half a bow.
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