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 Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 9:58 pm
And Sid tended to ramble regardless, but then the current topic wasn't something he wanted to go on about... not much as with anything else, at least.
"I dunno," he said, taking small sips as he watched Marshall. "Hell, I don't want to know. I try not to think about it. Or worry about it, which is fairly well interconnected. Do you know what you're turning into?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:04 pm
"Turning into...What? What am I turning into? Huh...Uhhh...Ummm...Lets see...I can't see myself as any thing too useful. Or cool. But I'm not that useless or hopeless. At least thats what the people at ZOOOOOOOM said." Marshall murmered, head still planted firmly on the desk, unaware that he too the one syllable ZOOM and made it about four.
"But if I had to guess...I'd be...I'd be a...Dog Fish!" Marshall said, "And you...You'd be a turtle. You seem pretty smart, Siddy. And old. And turtles are old. Hmmm...I'm sleepy..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:09 pm
He sucked in a breath, exhaled it in a steadying sigh. "Lucky you're a featherweight," he muttered. Outwardly, the only sign of the alcohol affecting him was how he gradually leaned more and more against the bar. It took him a moment to realize what the reason for the tilt was, which was enough time to let the 'old' comment slip away.
"Hey," he said, prodding Marshall with his cane. "Quick question 'fore you go. Didja eat anything recently?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:13 pm
"Nooppeee...Sure didn't. Haven't eaten since breakfest. Thats when I ate y'know..." Marshall yawned, slowly getting up. Last thing he wanted was to fall asleep in a pool of his own vomit. Marshall wasn't too keen on the idea of going out like Hendrix did. Death by your own bodily fluids...How lame!
"Well Siddy...G'night." Marshall said, falling to the floor, letting out a large snore.
So THIS is being drunk. How fun!
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:20 pm
"Kid never had a chance," he said, shaking his head. He nudged Marshall with his foot, making sure he was in no position to choke on his own puke if it came to... which, given that bit of information, it likely would whenever he woke up.
He started to walk away, but stopped himself. Leaving the kid there just didn't' seem right, and didn't even wanna think about who or what might stumble upon him in his sleep. He looked around in the futile hope someone might be around the beach to help.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:28 pm
It seemed Sid was in luck, as the sound of footsteps on the sand and a pleasant humming came from the beach nearby. Gaius was heading for the beach bar, a mission to complete not only for Billy, but for Antony, Tommy and himself as well.
Noticing Sid, he held up a hand in a friendly greeting, at the same time hoping he wasn't looking suspicious.
"Hey there! Uh, nice day today, isn't it?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:33 pm
"Sure is..." If he sounded hesitant to reply, it was because he was surprised to see another normal person in such a short amount of time. He glanced down at where Marshall had decided to pass out before returning his attention to Gaiuse with an appraising look.
"Y'know, I really hate to impose right off the bat, and I'm sure you're eager to get at the stuff back here... But I sorta need to ask a favor of you. Well, more like he does." He nudged Marshall with his cane that time. "See, if I were to carry him home I'd have to drag him by his shirt- or maybe his leg- and that'd just be unpleasant for everyone."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:38 pm
Gaius gave Sid an odd look as he approached, and craned his neck to see what he was poking at. Recognizing the guy he'd just watched movies with the other night, Gaius exclaimed, "Marshall! Hey, what happened? Is he okay?" The sight of him lying on the ground brought horrific images to mind, his thoughts jumping to images of wild animals attacking his buddy, or maybe the labs had gotten to him. That was it! It was all Gaius's fault! They'd done this to Marshall because of him!
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:44 pm
"He's fiiiiine," Sid said, assuming drawing out the word inherently made it more reassuring and believable. "Just can't hold his liquor is all. I tried to stop him, but he went right for the strong stuff. Call it diving in only to hit the bottom of the pool, no even a tenth of a point for style... That makes sense, doesn't it?"
He wasn't exactly immune to the effects himself, but he didn't let that stop him. "So, since you two seem to already know each other, I'm assuming it won't be a problem? Make that hoping, sincerely hoping. Ardently hoping."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 10:56 pm
Gaius crouched next to his unconscious friend, frowning as he listened to Sid. "Sheesh, he must have really done himself in... Is he even legal age?" He shook his head, not looking up at the old guy nearby. "Yeah... Yeah, it's okay. Good thing I came when I did. Well, thanks for not leaving him alone, and not letting him kill himself... I'll take him back to his duplex."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 11:00 pm
"I forgot to ask."
And once Gaius picked the unconscious Marshall up, Sid tipped him a cheerful salute. "Thanks, man. Couldn't have done it without you."
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 11:02 pm
Gaius shifted Marshall over one of his shoulders, thankful the guy's pretty light, and shot Sid an amused grin. "No problem... but, uh, could I get a quick favor from you too? Can you point me to where the vodka bottles are stored...?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 11:04 pm
"That'd beeee..." He had to look before he can point. "Right there."
And after that he sank back on to a barstool, perfectly content to drink alone, just as soon as he was, that is.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 11:09 pm
"Thanks, I, uh, was just looking for something to cook with..." Gaius made quick use of the directions, grabbing two bottle stems between his fingers, along with a couple waterbottles he pinned under his arm. Thus burdened, he gave Sid one last wave with his full hand and began his trek back towards the village, Marshall and other liquid containers in hand.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2006 11:15 pm
"Have fun with that, then." Hard to say if he meant cooking with Vodka or Marshall. Either way, he was all to eager to see them gone. "Be seein' ya."
Drinking alone was fine as long as it meant no one saw you getting sloppy drunk. At least, as far as Sid knew he wouldn't be watched.
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