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 Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2011 3:44 pm
"DRINKS FOR ALL!" Jinhai yelled happily, already swaying unsteadily as he made his way over to the trio and slung an arm around Bataar's shoulders. He was tall enough that he didn't have to stretch too far, but Jianyu wondered whether or not Bataar would object to the fact that Jinhai - wearing a long gown of deep blue, his hair pulled up and pinned with flowers - would make Bataar recoil with disgust or roll his eyes in exasperation.
"Yes, Huang," he said to his friend, suppressing a snort of amusement as he reached a hand up, rifling the man's hair. "You are my precious student and friend. And precious."
He snickered, downing another glass. "Maybe," he answered innocently, feeling pleasantly warm, like he was blurred around the edges. "Little Jianyu's and little Yue's running all around. You'll have to babysit for me."
Jingguo flopping against Jianyu made him stumble sideways, leaning an arm against Bataar's other shoulder. "I beg to differ!" he said, in a tone of mock outrage, and tugged lightly on a strand of the Mongol's hair. "I am very smart. Smarter than you, anyways," he added, now starting to make tiny braids in Bataar's dark locks.
He was not exactly drunk yet; a little tipsy, perhaps, and rather silly, but still lucid enough to know what he was doing and where he was and who he was with, and for the most part, Jianyu was trying to keep his two best friends from being at each other's throats.
Which didn't look to be too difficult, since clearly Huang could not hold his alcohol well. 
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 11:43 am
Huang ignored Bat for Jianyu at the moment and smiled at his friend, His head was starting to reel with alcohol and good feelings. "Yes, See I told you Oh great Captain of the Nobles Baaaaaaaaaataar." Huang drew out the man's title before waving his hand, "Precious friend and studenish." He slurred the word before grabbing the next round of drinks heading their way.
"Little Jianyu's and Yue's?!?!" Huang exclaimed the word so loudly, other patrons looked at them and shook their heads. "B-babysit?" Huang ducked his head shyly at the thought. Would...no Could he watch little children? He didn't dislike them but they were so pure and innocent and he was....not. "I don't know if that is a good Idea Master." Huang gulped down alcohol after mumbling the last bit.
"Whose a Midget idiot?" Huang got up at the comment and glared at the bigger man with blurred eyes and a red face before flipping him off. "The only idiot around here is some big mountain of a man like yourself." Huang glaring continued as he came around to poke Bat in the arm...."I bet you can't fight while your still drunk as well? Can you? I don't think so." Huang was clearly past his limit for alcohol.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 2:10 pm
Bataar was almost at the point where he could ignore the random man whom he was assuming was Jianyu's brother slinging an arm around his broad shoulders. It didn't matter, so long as he turned out as the victor of this particular battle-- he could win it without even throwing a punch, although he was tempted to as he eyed up Huang-fu antagonistically. Everything seemed to be passing by in a decently pleasant blur by now, and Bataar found himself zoning out every once in a while as he tried to pinpoint just why he felt as if he were floating. Surely he hadn't been this light since he'd been a child! This was clearly an effective way to lose weight.
He came to yet again as Jianyu addressed him and made a face, not quite able to remember what they'd even been arguing about. It was all a bit on the hazy side. "You're definitely not more intelligent than I am." he objected, looking sorry for himself. All of these idiots telling him they were intelligent-- there was just no telling what the world might throw at him next. It was a tragedy, indeed, and it would have to stop soon if he wasn't going to go insane.
The glare Bat threw Huang's way was rather caustic, and he looked deeply displeased. "You're a midget idiot!" he declared, wincing as the other man poked him, and choosing to pinch him back as hard as he possibly could. He deserved it, in any case. "I can kick your a** no matter what, you scrawny little b*****d!" he asserted, cracking his knuckles. He wasn't against anything like a bar-fight, after all. That just meant he could prove how much better he was than Huang in front of everyone!
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