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 Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 2:20 am
How silly it must look to any nearby, this Frenchman in a red pinstripe suit and balaclava leading a rabbit-man in only an apron around like this, arm-in-arm. He laughed a little at the thought, as he opened the door, ignoring the staff completely. "Wine? 'Ow thoughtful," Spy replied, with a grin. "Alzhough, I know better zhan to assume you were thinking of me when you got it."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 2:28 am
He stumbled a little, even with the man's support, and yet still, he hadn't hit the ground... again.... yet. When they did leave, he furrowed his brow a little and shrugged. "I wasn't thinking of anyone when I got it." He said. Not even Francis. Truth be told, he hadn't seen the nation in quite some time, and usually the escape from the perverted hands was nice, it just seemed a little odd and uncomfortable. Oh well. "I found it. Didn't think a bottle of alcohol, no matter what kind, should be left to waste." He said. How charming. He blinked hard a few times to clear his vision up. "Damned to hell." He muttered. Glaring at some pebble he passed. Like it had done something horrible.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 2:40 am
"Quite the practical man, aren't you?" Spy said. Really, who just took home a bottle of wine they found? Especially if they didn't even like wine? It made no sense, and it made him laugh, and he realized he was laughing more tonight than he had for a while. Must be the whiskey; everything got funny when you started to get drunk. Except when it got depressing or irritating.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 2:51 am
A swift nod. "Of course! I'm a gentleman and I'm always practical." He tried to sound dignified, even though it didn't work. Though he figured he should just simply focus on walking. He still needed to use his legs, unless Spy was going to opt for carrying him, but there was serious doubt in that idea. He stumbled a little more and fell against the other, bursting into a fit of drunken giggles that refused to stop bubbling passed his lips.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 2:55 am
Scout huffed a little indignantly and nodded. Was Medic trying to imply something here?... Okay, he may have a point, but Scout will not admit to it. Ever! "Yeah, I seen a couple a' 'em on the tel'vision back at the base. They got some good movies on that channel Pyro likes so much some times. 'Course you gotta stay up real late ta see 'em." That probably explained why he'd be slightly more moody than usual in the mornings some times or even one of the last to wake up instead of his usual first. He opened the door to his room and saw Hevy was in there. Of course, his eyes went straigt to his knapsack of various objects. "Yo man, wha's up? I brought tha Medic with me."
Meiko laughed lightly and shook her head to answer his question. Yeah, they could if they wanted to, but they normally walk about the same speed as others (when they aren't running around). "Nah. Luka only walks that fast when she s trying to get away from us, and then Gakupo's too dense to realize it so he's chasing after her to try and explain while four of us came after her." She giggled a little before she looked to him. "Hey, can I ask you something? What is it like to be a farmer?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:01 am
That one actually caused Spy to stumble slightly himself, which, of course, made him laugh. "Oh, just lean against me, I don't care," he offered. "If you keep bumping into me like zhis, we're both going to fall over!" Which wouldn't be funny if he hit his head, or elbow, or something too hard. Getting hurt was only funny when it happened to other people.
((Mmmm... I'll let Mavs reply as Heavy before I post as Medic.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:11 am
((That's fine. I need to get ready for school, any ways.
btw, EPIC PICTURE IS EPIC!!! whee ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:15 am
He continued to giggle, but ended up leaning against the other. would have with permission or not. Laughing still. "Wouldn't want that to happen!" He says, chuckling on. Arthur's footing had improved though since he was leaning against him. "We should have a toast! Though, bloody hell, I can't think for what. OH! Not falling!" He continued to watch his footing as best as possible. Maintaining his lean on Spy. The building coming closer. Good! Bed soon! I don't have to care about walking. I can just drink!
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:41 am
((Hee.))
"A toast to not falling..." Spy echoed, shaking his head in disbelief. "Brilliant! What's next? A toast to alcohol? Or a toast to zhe inventor of alcohol?" There was some sarcasm in his voice, but perhaps not enough to go noticed by someone as drunk as Arthur. When they reached the building, he made sure to open the door for the far more inebriated man. Although, he was starting to wonder how funny it might be if he let him try and work out a doorknob on his own...
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:49 am
(*pales significantly*... oh dear Barbra.. o_o.. Dad and I forgot to let the dog in! I tried calling for her *its now 4:43am* about fifteen minutes ago, and she won't come. I can't hear her collar. Oh jeeze.. even though I don't like the little dog that much.. she is mum's dog and mum loves her. I hope she didn't get eaten by a coyote. Or the random cougar we get through here. O_O or a bear! Poor little dog. and its -0 out right now. If anything happens to that dog, I'm going to freak out. )
Arthur giggles a little more, but suddenly gets a very wide eyed expression on his face. "Why didn't I think of that!? A toast! To Alcohol!" He cheered as the door was opened. He burst into giggles again. "Get a move on!" He said, though it was a little gleeful as he stepped through. Soon pressing a finger to his lips, struggling to hold in his laughter. "Shhhhh shhh. Not so loud!" No point in trying to whisper when it comes out loudly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:58 am
((Holy s**t, dude. That's scary. I'm sorry that she's even missing, let alone if anything's happened...))
"Oh mon Dieu, you're shushing me," Spy said, as if it were one of the funniest things in the world. "Me! Zhe Spy! I'm not even zhe one yelling..." It really was hilarious. If he couldn't be quiet, he'd be dead. "We don't 'ave to be quiet, now, anyway. 'Oo cares if we are a little loud?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:08 am
( I mean.. she is a tiny arse dog. a runt. mini daschund. there are two other dogs that are larger out in the yard, but the little one we ALWAYS let in. >.< I hope she is okay. I heard the dogs howling like mad around 11pm. But they stopped within the half hour. Maybe she is just sleeping with russo *my dog* Oh.. now I don't think I could sleep even if I wanted to. I mean, I live on the prairies, so there isn't much out there. but we do get bear and cougar. >.<)
Arthur shot a lazy look to him and chuckled. "I have no idea. But just incase." He kept a look out for his room. Where was that damned door? If he could still think logically to a point. Then definitely, some of this was going to be retained. "Oh, there it is!" He points in the direction of his door. His small tail giving another twitch in joy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:16 am
((*hugs* Here's hopin'. *crosses fingers*))
"Oui, zhere it is," Spy agreed, walking the two of them up to it. "Do you sink you can get it open, or are you too drunk for zhat?" This was his last chance that night to watch Arthur fumble with a door, so he decided to take it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:21 am
( *hugs* Yes. *crosses fingers tightly* )
Arthur stared at the doorknob with a fixed determination. Chuckling still as he reached for it. Grasping it in his hand, good. So far so good. Grip slipped. He sighed and tried again. He had made a few pitiful attempts. "You bloody git! Now lookie here lad..You! You will listen. I say open!" He then tried to grasp the knob before his hands slipped again. He gave the knob a firm glare. "I'll cast a spell on you if you do not open! I am England damnit! I can open a door if I want!" He tried yet again then stopped. Sighing. "You won the battle.. but not the war."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:25 am
Spy had been trying not to laugh, so as not to distract Arthur from his attempts at opening a door. When he threatened to cast a spell on it, a few stifled giggles escaped. At that last sentence, however, he actually snorted. "Ah, so dramatic," he teased, once he calmed a bit. He opened this last door for the Englishman, and would make sure to close it behind them.
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