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 Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 12:40 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke" 
"Laugh Longer"
Zeke shrugged slightly. "Av'e 'er Drink a spot of Tea, and eat some Pony feed" He said referring to Oat's or oatmeal. "That will help detox her little figure" He said apologeticly to Cypress, to help' he knew they where technically his foe's but he knew how annoying it could be to be around drunk people' so he wanted to do all he could to help this girl out, he had gotten Will drink after all. "So wha's Cark do'in sending new students after Kishin anyways?" he asked looking back at Cypress
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 8:09 am
'Cark?'
It took a second, but the context led Cypress to realize he was talking about Death. He knew Death? Not important. She struggled a bit to keep Will upright with all that thrashing she was doing.
"Doesn't he always send students after Kishin? I thought that was the point of Shibusen."
Actually by now, Cypress was starting to suspect Shibusen was an elaborate LARPing club and "Shingami-sama" was posting videos of them running around like idiots on DeathTube.
...That's not to say the part about internet videos wasn't actually true, but she like to think the party had an actual, important matter they needed to attend to.
"Anyway," the weapon continued, trying to change the subject, "Where do you think we can get something to dilute the alcohol?" She shook Will a bit, though she didn't really need to in order to imply who she was talking about, "I'm not up for dragging her through that parade, and even then it looks like the only thing they're selling out there is burnt meat and more alcohol."
In fact, if they stayed in this city much longer, they'd all probably end up wasted on the fumes alone. Cypress wasn't Catholic, but she was already looking forward to Lent. At least that would make a Kishin meant to hide in a Mardi Gras parade easier to find...
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 10:08 am
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
With a smile Zeke pointed out the door of the bar. "Come on little Sheila, this whole Big smoky is a rage, Pony feed and Tea, ain't the most wanted Do-dads at the time" He said still pointing out the door. "Any of the Shop 'at Sell em Normally aut'a Have 'em on the Shelf" He said with a happy nod, before his gave went to Rydel and Seven; who looked more like escaped kinder-gardeners then Kishin hunters, and then at Will who was about as Sober as a bottle of whiskey itself. "An' yeah Cark will send ya' little conch's but with a Yakka this big, I would Expect an upper classmen; I mean, one little goof and, poof" As he said the word poof his hands which just then had been closed quickly opened mimicking an explosion. "Hundreds of people gone, jus' like that"
Zeke then shrugged as if to say, 'Ohhh well, what will you do', "There should be a Shop with some Pony Feed and Tea down' the street, it won' really help at firs't but it ought' to make the trip back' more bearable" He said before sitting down.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 8:56 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady "HAH! A AIN'T NOO FECKIN HARSE N' A DUN NEED NOO 'PONY FEED'!" Will laughed, using Zeke's little term that she really had no idea what it was supposed to mean. Even though Will had only know Cypress a short while, she could hazard a vague guess in her drunken state that she didn't very much appreciate Will being in the state she was. And she could make outb that she wanted something to get Will sobered-up.
"A dun need nuh shi' ta clear me 'ead~" she slurred, as she tried to stand with pride, though she only succeeded in more staggering and dragging her partner a few paces in a random direction.
Then a mischievious grin crawled its way onto Will's lips. "A go' uh li'le trick, see~! C'n waake me uup laik a man slappin 'is whore n' maak me les' t'ree taims stranger in a faight t'an iffai wuss sobur~" Her grin widened and she took on the kind of tone a young boy might when he was trying to tease you.
"BU T'A'M NA' GONNA TELL YE WHA' I' T'ISS~!!!"
she shook her head with drunken defiance as she spoke, then she stuck her tongue out at them with a 'NYYYYAAAAAHHHH~!!!'
Well, perhaps not quite 't'ree taims', then again perhaps so. But she did, indeed have a trick up her sleeve, and she did have quite a talent for fighting while intoxicated.
Jus' 'avin a good taim! .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 8:00 am
Cypress twitched as she was flung with abandon by her drunken partner. About five percent of her irritation came from being pulled about like she were in her weapon form. Another five percent was towards herself for being impressed that Will could pull her like that when she wasn't in weapon form.
And ninety-percent of Cypress's mounting, seething annoyance could be attributed to the accents. ******** accents. She could kind of deal with Zeke's because he was just spouting off random, presumably Austrailian slang terms that could be deciphered in context. Will, on the other hand, was drunk off her a** and slurring words Cypress couldn't have quite made out sober.
She flipped Will around so they were facing each other, with Cypress supporting her partner's shoulders in an attempt to lip read.
"Wake... like man... slapping... whore..."
That was her trick? Worth a shot.
WHACK
Cypress stared at Will with blank innocence, though a glint behind her eyes said she may have enjoyed that. "Wake up."
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 11:23 am
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
Zeke stood there as Will spoke, he got some of what will was saying, it was slurred and hard to understand her when she was sober; so understanding her now was just not possible, he then looked back at Cypress. "Sorry abou' all this ruckus; anyt-" He then stopped in mid word and got a blank. 'What in the hell' Look on his face as Cypress smacked her partner, a look of equal, confusion and shock on his face. "...." Zeke remained silent as he looked at the two Shibusen students, but in his mind he though. 'Cricky this Sheila is as frightning as tha' of Dog Anemone'
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 3:46 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will's eyes went wide as she was smacked accross the face. Not something she had been expecting to say the least. She stumbled a bit, and grabbed onto one of Cypress's shoulders to right her self again. But for a long minute she just had this doped-out, stunned look; as if she wasn't really sure what had just happened. Well, with all that booze in her, she kinda wasn't.
When she was finally able to register what the hell was going on, she shook her head furiously for a second then swung it around to looke her partner directly in the eyes with a drunken glare. The extent of just how drunk she was was reflected in her eyes. It was kinda scary looking. Well Cypress's plan certainly hadn't worked.
"Na' whuA mean'." she grumbled.
But just as quickly as the glare had come, Will's grin returned to her face.
"Doon'choo warry Shaipruss~! T'issul be ash breezy as a stroll alang t'a cliffs~!"
She grinned as wide as she could and raised her right hand to eye level, snapping her fingers into a 'thumbs up' for her partner.
She spoke so reassuringly. So sure of herself. Ok, so the alcohol did have something to do with it, but the truth was- Will just simply didn't doubt herself. And she was determined.
She'd pull out her 'li'le trick' in due time. She was just waiting for the right moment. And that moment simply hadn't come yet~!
Jus' 'avin a good taim! .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 6:58 pm
  ________
Seven had apparently just noticed Zeke again. She tended to zone out when people weren’t talking about her. It made her sound a tad narcissistic, but she was aware and accepted it. Besides, she was Lady Luck’s daughter! The sole representative of Luck’s family on earth at this very moment! She had far too much on her mind to worry herself with trivial things like the ramblings of people that weren’t her. Unless they needed her help, of course! She was always willing to luck folks up if need be.
Anyway, she’d been listening in on their conversation for long enough to realize that the guy’s accent made no sense to her. She turned to her partner.
“Rydel, translate!” She commanded.
He blinked.
“…What?”
She smiled knowingly and pointed at the Australian with her free hand—the one that wasn’t still holding Rydel’s. She didn’t seem at all put off by the fact that pointing wasn’t generally considered to be polite. She never troubled herself too much with politeness.
“You’re British, aren’t you? His Australian accent is just the b*****d child of yours!”
Rydel shot her a look.
“Not really...but anyhow, that doesn’t mean I understand it. I have enough trouble understanding you sometimes.”
Seven shrugged.
“I choose to take that as a compliment. Anyway…if Will says she can fight, let’s fiiiiiight! I’m just itchin’ to spin Rydel! And then maybe we’ll have time for some poker afterward! Watcha say?”
Rydel shook his head. He seemed to have cleared up quite a bit from a moment ago. Or, at least he was well enough off now to be able to correct Seven again. To some extent. Lord knows he couldn’t hold Seven back even if he were on steroids.
“Wait, wait…I agree with Cypress. No one fights correctly when drunk. We ought to let her sleep it off.”
Seven shook her head.
“Sleeping is for the weak! Just like therapy, and medicine, and cutting yourself!”
Rydel simply stared at her in the long pause that followed. It lasted a good minute and a half before Seven assumed her normal position once again—actually, a more innocent position, looking sweetly up at the group with a little smile on her face.
“I want a muffin.” She muttered, looking dreamily off into the distance.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 7:59 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
Zeke turned and looked at Seven as she spoke to the kid who he guessed was her weapon, or maybe it was the other around; maybe she was the weapon. But then the comment about her wanting to 'spin' him gave it away that she was the user and he was the tool; in more then one way it appeared. "Your' a Rude Shrimp of a Dog, Ain't ya?" Zeke asked looking at the small girl dressed in pink. It was clear that she wanted to Fight; however there was no one there FOR the students to fight. "Well before ya start a brawl, where is the Kishin ya Yakka is sending ya to cark?" He asked wondering if they even knew where the Kishin was or if they where simply running around blind.
There students where... odd to say the least; The pink haired one was rude and seemed to need to be th center of attention at all times. The small boy seemed to be used and pushed around by his partner; and about as sheepish as a real sheep. The Irish girl named Will was a heavy drinker and got drunk while on the job; and her partner who had done her best to keep calm had ended up smacking her own partner.
"Live Louder"
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 1:44 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will's glare came right back and her head spun around at Rydel.
"Oh yea? Ye 'tink A caan' faight whail drunk? Whai doon' yoou an' me take a step ootsaid an' SEE OW FECKIN WELL A CAN KICK YER FAGGOTY a**!!!" she shouted at Rydel, shaking her fist this way and that, but meaning for it to be in his direction.
She came close to hitting Cypress, but luckily just missed her partner's head.
Jus' 'avin a good taim! .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 2:13 pm
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Rydel tried his best not to look like her comment bothered him. It did, and he would have loved to say something, but didn’t for a few reasons. One, he was fairly certain that she’d pull out a butcher knife and stab him if he did. Two, she was drunk, and as rude as she was, it wouldn’t be right to provoke a drunk person. Three, Seven would probably be upset with him for disrespecting the Irish. Four, everyone knows that it’s smarter to just hush up when in doubt.
And…he’d think of more.
But for now, he just completely ignored Will. That would bother her more. And he secretly took a little bit of pleasure in that.
“We don’t know the Kishin's exact location. All the more reason to get our thoughts together before rushing blindly into battle.” He said in response to Zeke’s question, not even looking at Will.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 2:57 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will was about to completely go off on Rydel. She did not like being ignored. Not. One. Bit.
He was trying to ignore her. She knew he was trying to ignore her. What was worse, she was being ignored by a Brit.
Then, as he swaying head caught sight of a man passed out at his table still with another full mug of beer beside his head, she got an idea. An idea that involved no injury on either part that she rather liked.
She picked up the man's mug, stood beside Rydel on the opposite side from Seven and moved to dump the contents of the mug over his head.
All the while, she wore a disgruntled pout, still pissed about being ignored in the first place.
Jus' 'avin a good taim! .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 5:26 pm
________
He was so focused on ignoring Will that he didn’t even notice as she came up next to him. And even then, he didn’t know what she was doing. And so he didn’t move, or comment or even look at her, and just went right on looking in the other direction until suddenly he felt something freezing cold be poured over his head. And naturally, it came as quite a shock. It actually took Rydel a moment to decide what had happened. He just stood there, wide-eyed and shocked for a long while before realizing that the Irish girl had just dumped a mug of beer over him. Lovely. And as if that wasn’t enough of a blow to his pride, Seven’s reaction felt like an ice pick to the gut.
“Hahahaha! She got you good!” She jeered, laughing hysterically. She let go of his hand and went to high-five Will for a prank well played.
Rydel seemed to shrink back a bit after that. He backed up from both his partner and Will, then gestured to the door. Great, as if this place didn’t smell like alcohol already. Now it was just dizzying. And he didn’t like the crowd anyway, so at the moment he just felt like crawling under a rock.
“S-Seven, I…I think I’ll just wait outside. W-Would that be alright?” He asked quietly.
Seven straightened up a bit. Her expression changed from straight out laughter to one of confusion.
“Well yeah, sure, but…you don’t have to. I mean, you could st—“ She started, but he cut her off.
“Oh no, it’s no trouble…I-I think that’s best.” He insisted, gesturing toward the door. Then he turned around and started forward, rubbing one of his eyes with one hand. Some of that beer had gotten into his eyes, and in addition to the obvious discomfort that came with that, his contact lenses were giving him trouble. And as a result of that…
SMACK.
Thanks to screwed-up depth perception, the Brit actually walked into the wall beside the door. A pretty hard whack too. Half the bar looked up, which just about succeeded in paralyzing the kid with attention anxiety. He waved pathetically back at Seven, who was merely staring at him from the place where he’d left her.
“S-Sorry…! C-c-contact slipped is all…” He muttered, then began feeling around for the doorknob. He found it a moment later, opened the door, and left the bar.
Seven blinked. Her expression was similar to the one she’d worn back on the boat, when her partner had gone off to the other side in search of apparent historical significance.
“…Did I say something…?” She asked, turning back to Cypress, Will, and Zeke.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 5:50 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will grinned with satisfaction at Rydel's reaction. "Ya listenin ta me noow?" she slurred smugly.
Will gave Seven strong a high-five when she held out her hand. She didn't seem to notice Rydel's face after that. Not that she'd car if she did.
She just snickered when Rydel smacked into the wall. It was pretty damn funny!
To Seven's question she said, "Awh, wouldn' warry 'boot i'." she said, waving her hand as if to dismiss the subject.
"Soo, annayin go' anna idea 'ow we'll faind t'is Kishin?" Will slurred.
Jus' 'avin a good taim! .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 6:21 pm
Ezekiel Valentine
"Call Me Zeke"
"Laugh Longer"
Zeke shook his head and looked at Wil and Seven. "Ya two are about as kind as a Pack O' Dingo's" He said in a voice that was as close to disdain that he had shown so far. He then turned his back from the group of girls and jogged out of the bar. "This year o' Shibusen students clearly ain't top par" He said looking back at the girls before leaving the bar. How could they act that way to there partner.
After a moment Zeke spotted Rydel and walked over to him, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Eh, Mate; you alright?" He asked squatting down so that he was Eye level with Rydel. He was still soaked with Booze, a warm smile on Zeke's face as he spoke to the small boy.
"Live Louder"
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