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 Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 3:26 pm
"Aye, yeah," He weazed as he caught his breath from teh shot. "Get some halfies li' you, grey, an' lead 'em on, no' tellin' 'em wha's wha'. Give 'em a god damn welcome they 'aint ne'er forget. Pour me another!" He gave his glass a good shake.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 3:36 pm
Hehe, maybe Oz had found a drinking buddy in Billy. He happily refilled the octo-man's glass...at least until his comment about a welcoming committee for the 'halfies' or 'normies.' This was worrying, to say the least! Halfie? Was that the technical term for Oz now, something not human but neither animal enough?
"Isn't that a bit risky? You know us 'halfies', we can't tell what we're gonna be yet. We might be able to eat you when we've finished," he replied, a slightly dark tone in his voice.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 3:51 pm
Alec glanced over unsurely at Billy once more, following the lead as he strained to waggle his glass at Oz. Poor guy was stuck as the bartender for the day it seemed, though it was only his fault to begin with. Sure that his glass was safely on the counter despite the effort to place it there the boy sat back in his chair, crossing his hands over the towel laid across his lap.
As much as he looked up to Billy in an unconscious manner, he wasn't appreciating the direction where the conversation was going in. What Oz was insinuating -jokingly or not-, tickled the side of Alec that he wished would just go away. To be a young, naive boy and already have several accounts of attempted murder under his belt was disturbing. "Fo'tunately s'no' like tha'." Alec spoke up suddenly, hands still placidly crossed on his lap. "A' be' me life tha' a mouse coul' give n' arse-lickin teh anehthin... n' this place." With his wedge-shaped head cocked to the side, his cynical words sounded more dark than he'd most likely intended. All he'd meant was that a man's will played a role, not just what their bodies happened to be like. The power of a strong will was endless... supposedly.
In an unannounced break through the thick air he'd created, the teen began a hearty chuckle.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 4:10 pm
"If I learned anyt'in here, Grey," Billy downed the next shot with a quiet count of three under his breath, "It's tha' this place is ruled by th'rules o' nature. No matter who they are, or wha' they're becommin', top dog stays on top. Y'n** 'em in th'bud while y'still got th'upper hand. Teach 'em what to, an' make 'em yer allies once y'see who's worth keepin'." The whiskey certainly made all this easier to explain.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 4:21 pm
Oz was beginning to feel outnumbered. He was also beginning to feel awkwardly human, if there was such a thing. Billy was speaking like some kind of nature documentary presenter, with a cold outlook of these Islanders, who should be his brothers in arms considering the situation. Oz felt a chill run up spine.
"We're not pets y'know, trying to impress you so you pick us out of everyone else," he replied, feeling incresingly disgruntled by the direction of this conversation. "Were you this much of a jerk as a human too?"
Alec had wavered his glass weakly, triggering an automatic response in Oz to refill it. Once done, he took a large swig of his whiskey, if just to avoid looking at Billy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 4:27 pm
Alec gladly accepted the refill and didn't hesitate to down it completely this time. It seemed as time went on, the drinks were becoming much easier to swallow without him realizing it.
At Oz's snippy reply, the teenager merely began to laugh. Feeling a little off in the head already, things were beginning to seem much more amusing than they probably were. Billy never seemed much of a jerk to him anyways, what was the grey guy getting so peeved about?
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 4:35 pm
Billy watched Oz long and a perhaps a bit too intently, licking the remnant liquor off his lips. "If y'been t'rough wha' I been t'rough on this here island, ye'd t'ink differently." His nervious tick broke through his whiskey softened features and he shook his head with a bitter laugh, "Pour me another, Grey."
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 4:59 pm
Things were beginning to feel more and more hopeless in this situation. The only thing he had going for him right now was his bartending duties. He obliged them both, refilling their glasses without uttering another word. The way both of them just laughed off his protestations was just unbelievable. They were human once, right? And had they been in this situation right now, at the same stage as Oz, they'd feel a little belittled too...right?
Was he a little disappointed? Had he expected everyone on the Island to be all supportive and helpful of the 'new guys?' Billy's attitude in particular seemed to shatter so many illusions he had built up in this time - everyone he had met so far had been friendly and understanding, whereas Billy was just downright cold. Aside from the changes, what else had this Island inflicted on the once-human?
Physically, his large shoulders slumped and eyes were downcast in moments of thought when he wasn't keeping on eye on the many-armed one or the many-toothed one. Billy's comment just filled him with a sense of hopeless dread.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:25 pm
Alec mistook Billy's laugh as a genuine amusement, the full weight of the octopus-man's words failing to sink in through the chis fuzzy mind. His drink as refilled though, and that was a definite plus. Oz on the otherhand, looked dispairing down as the conversation seemed to come to an anti-climatic end but the reason was lost to him.
"S'almos' Chris-mis?" The sharkboy realized in a delayed reaction as he daintily sipped down the drink in his hand. "A' di'nt ev'n neh!" He gave a small smile, words slightly slurred.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:35 pm
"Is it now?" Billy's brows raised, and he laughed even harder, "Merry christmas! Le's castrate th'lot o' ye! Ho Ho Ho!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:46 pm
Had Oz actually had some courage, he would have punched Billy right in that mishapen, inhuman face. Would he need a reason other than totally disliking his disregard for the value of humans? Maybe if he knew what Billy had gone through, Oz would feel just as bitter. But shouldn't he be angry at the labs, not the newcomers?
He poured himself another drink.
"So what do you do for Christmas then? Dress up the poor sods who have been turned into reindeers? Or eat the poor bugger who happens to be a turkey?" he said into his glass as he took a drink, with such a coolness as to rival Billy's previous statements.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:51 pm
Alec chuffed a quiet laugh at Billy's exclaimation, wondering why testicles had been brought into a conversation amongst 3 men. Then again, it was Billy, right? He didn't need a reason. "Cas'ratin'? 'Am no' realleh in'teh tha'.... wish a' coul' fin' me balls though." The boy's expression turned serious for a split second before he started laughing again.
His voice died away into an odd sort of silence. "A' like turkeh. Like mea'loaf betteh though." Apparently he was unable to take much seriously at the moment.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 6:07 pm
"Hell if I know," Bill shook his head, waggling his glass for another refill as he raised a particular other tentacle in the air, "All's I go' left's this here."
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 6:24 pm
"Whats that got to do with - you know what, I don't think I even wanna know," Oz resigned himself to bartender, filling his own glass then Billy's.
He knew nothing of octopus or shark anatomy, and wasn't about to question further. Although, he felt a slight sense of satisfaction that he wasn't having any problems with his bits. Evidenced by a brief flash of a smug smirk.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:53 am
The smirk evaded Alec's attention, as did most of Billy's short reply as his one-track line of thought of nothing but the amusing thought of acquiring another drink. The best thing with getting tippy was that it with the more drinks one has, the more easy it is to convince yourself to have another. The results were gloriously exponential. "Nothin wi' nothin an' no worrehs from yeee!" The boy chimed in with a nonsensical melody as he held up his glass alongside Billy's, wavering in its stability.
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