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 Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:23 pm
Tuck rolled his eyes before glancing at the drunken mortal combat that threatened to take place.
"Buuuuuullshit."
He turned his attention once more to his sister.
"You're bein' pissy 'cuz you lost."
Yeah, he <******** knew what you were up to, Gnat.
"N' I ain't busy no more since I gotta sit here an' babysit your a**."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:25 pm
Faintly lost in the memory of her first (and only) pet, Mimsy had been idly fiddling with the ring on her finger as she listened to the constant flow of highly embarrassing information. The sound of a shot being fired startled her out of the memory, and she pulled the ring loose, promptly setting it on the table and sliding it in Lucky's direction.
"Take it," she urged. If he wanted to get secrets out of someone else, at least there could be some control over it.
She opened her mouth to try to dissuade Dakota from doing anything that might get him into trouble, but closed it again without much thought. Nah, anything that was going to happen could just happen.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:26 pm
"It weren't fair," she protested, "he was bigger 'n me. Sides, he like, JUMPED me."
Yep. That was definitely what happened. She could take care of herself, okay.
"This party sucks," she announced suddenly, standing up. "I'm going home."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:29 pm
"You... you could... put in a skylight..." Jerry suggested, still watching him from the debris-riddled carpet. He smiled brightly and tried to put his glasses back on his face, but accidentally got a finger up his nose.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:31 pm
Gnat squinted at Jerry, bent over and fixed his glasses, and then stormed out.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:33 pm
Dakota...had a van...? Stormy tilted her head a bit in curiosity and hastily gave the guy his cup back before Tuck caught her. Not too bad, though not her favorite.
"Huh. Maybe next time we can just go find him instead...Oh, Nevada, this is...uh..." Wait had he told her his name yet? The noise was confusing her.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:35 pm
Jerry blinked as the girl came back into focus, and his booze-riddled brain digested the fact that yes, yes you had been about to hit that, that's what you were doing before all this happened.
"Ah... w-wait! Wait-" What was her name again? "P-pretty girl, waaaait!" He flopped, trying to stand upright but by the time he made his first step after her, the blood rushed to his head and it suddenly became incredibly heavy, sending him lurching forward, face first into the ground again.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:40 pm
Al pouted at Stormy. Yes, yes he had. He took a deep swig of his whiskey hoping the faster - the less chance he had to actually taste it. Oh. Well. That was a bit nicer.
He turned his attention back on Stormy with a smile, "Al..."
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:40 pm
Tuck rolled off the couch, and gazed at Stormy in that if you get drunk I am going to be so disappoint way, briefly nudged Jerry with his foot and marched back to Candace's room.
Because her bed was way ******** bigger than his.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:40 pm
"NATASHA," an angry voice called as it faded down the hallway.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 2:43 pm
"Gnat the Brat," came a masculine bellow seconds before a door slammed shut.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 3:01 pm
"Al, right, there we go. I'm bad with names," she admitted unashamedly. "That's why I go with Disney ones, /much/ easier to remember." She lightly patted his arm. "You are now Aladdin! Genie even calls him Al a lot, so now I won't forget."
Much like she wouldn't be forgetting Tuck's second, more judging look. Stormy tried to pass him a return look that promised she wasn't up to mischief, but he had left again and started yelling at Gnat. Peacemaking would be...hard. No impossible, but difficult.
"So how long have you been here?" she asked, turning back to Al. If this place was going to be a pseudo-bar, she might as well strike up conversation like she was in one.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 3:06 pm
Evan was kind of glad that he had missed the last five OOC hours of this party, but also kind of sad because it sounded like it had been a good time. He got up from the floor, brushing the ceiling bits out of his hair. After snagging a bottle of whiskey--which, really, this had been all he'd come up here for--he moved to stand with Stormy and Co. He didn't quite loom over Stormy's shoulder at the guy who was smiling at her, but he didn't quite not, either.
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 3:13 pm
"Aladdin?..." He parroted back thoughtfully. Well, Aladdin was pretty manly and a good fighter. It was likely meant to be a compliment.
"Since early April," Al flashed a more relaxed smile as the chaos seemed to ebb... who was that behind Stormy staring at him?
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 3:22 pm
"So soon," Lucky complained, calmly weathering the falling plaster from the hole in the ceiling. He at least obliged in making sort of a half-assed reach toward the artifact Mimsy was trying to pawn off on him... but he was severely underestimating how drunk he was. In all honesty she would have been better off throwing it at him and saving them both the trouble.
About the third time Lucky reached out, the ring suddenly blinked out of existence entirely, leaving Mimsy empty-handed as she'd wanted.
"I think... maybe I have too much drink tonight," he said, swaying slightly and looking deeply perplexed, to the ring that had suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. Like magic.
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