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 Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:08 am
Lazarus just raised an eyebrow as Rivener fell to the floor. Unlike the scorpion Raevan, his reaction seemed to be slower as he drained the remainder of his glass and got off the stool. "Whoa..." If the world was only swaying when he was seated on the stool, it was spinning when he got off of it; like a boat in a storm that lost it's anchor. He hovered uncertainly on spot, dipping suddenly, swaying to his sides, spinning a little on spot, never staying still. If he had legs he probably tripped over himself already and had ended up on the floor with Rivener. But he tried to get used to the feeling anyway and try to grasp some sense of bearing as he steadied himself over the scorpion Sigel.
"Come on Rivener. He's right, I think we should go home now." Lazarus said as he dipped down to try and get Rivener back up, dangerously close to bodily clashing into the fallen Raevan. Slipping his own arm under the other's, he lifted Rivener back up with some difficulty, it is easier when Rivener doesn't have legs. Then he drag him back to the counter, letting him cling back onto it because he felt himself losing balance with someone else's weight on him.
The bartender had cleared the counter by now, fearing that they might break some more glass at their current state. He frowned disapprovingly at Lazarus as he led Rivener back to the counter.
"Bill please..." Lazarus said as he steadied himself on the counter as well. He could've sworn that the bartender looked relieved when those words left his mouth.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:18 am
Rivener was chuckling at the floor, noting how the pattern looked odd in some spots. He could almost make out drawings in the wood! And then suddenly there were arms under his own pulling him up, and Rivener remembered where he was. Clearing his throat, the Sigel tried to look dignified as he gripped at the countertop, stabilizing himself. His wings flapped to keep him upright, but Riv soon noticed that he tended to tip over when his wings were open so he flattened them across his back.
"Yeah, bill please," he echoed unnecessarily.
The bartender returned with two slips of paper, handing one to either Raevan and waiting nearby with arms crossed. He'd be glad once they paid and got the hell out.
Rivener's eyes widened at the bill. "Wow, I drank THAT much?!" Bars were expensive!! Ah well, Riv had enough to pay, thank goodness. He shoved a hand into his pocket and pulled out a fistful of cash, slapping it all on the counter and slowly adding it up. He added another five-dollar bill, and grinned. "There! All paid!" He pushed the small pile towards the barkeeper, who counted it again to be sure.
Rivener decided he'd keep the bill as a souvenir of this first night drinking. He put it in his other pocket and then wobbled over to the front door, waiting there for Lazarus. "C'mon, man, you should come to my house right now! You'll see how big it is, and all the pets, and Eiry being all grown up... It'll be fun!" Riv grinned, looking excited for a sleepover.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:53 am
Lazarus looked at his bill as well, good thing he kind of had prior experience to buying alcohol so he knew they were pricey, although this was still a little more than he expected. "There." He just simply said as he placed down a couple of large notes for the bartender. Rivener was already at the door as the bartender counted his change, picking from the pile of small change the scorpion Raevan passed to him. He didn't even check if the bartender gave him the correct change as he stuffed them into his wallet, not bothered to count at the moment.
"Right now?" He asked as he joined Rivener's side as they exited the pub together, he still hovered uncertainly as they got on the streets, feeling himself swaying a little. "I guess it's alright." Lazarus don't trust himself to know how to get back home safely anyway.
The Sigel just leaned onto a lamp post for support as Rivener hailed a cab, feeling himself losing consciousness slowly as the night lights flashed before him on the trip to the Delaran house. There were still a lot of people on the streets, lingering around the pubs and discos littered around the area. The colorful lights disappeared eventually as the cab sped out of town. Lazarus don't remember much beyond that, he don't remember who paid the cab driver, nor how they managed to haul their non-existant a** into Rivener's room. The only thing that he remember clearly is the horrible hangover the next day as he woke up on the cold floor next to Rivener's bed.
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