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 Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:04 pm
For some entirely random reason, Ariane decided to drop by Deryk's room with something. Something with a really strongs mell. If not for the fact that she had bubble wrapped it and stuffed it into a huge airtight container, he would probably be able to smell her coming before she even step into his room. As it were, she managed to break into his room, airtight container in hand.
"HAPPY NEW YEAR. In a particular timezone somewhere anyway," She yelled, and then grinned. Deviously.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:09 pm
Instead of celebrating or anything like that for the upcoming new year, Deryk was in his room. When Ariane busted into his room, he slowly looked up towards her. If something looked a little off with him, it was probably because of the bottle of booze that he had in his hand. He was just drinking alone up until the intrusion.
"Appy new yearss," he slurred out.
Apparently he was also pretty drunk.
"If y'can really calls it 'aappy I gesss. Yeeeaap."
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:19 pm
Whelp. Deryk being drunk would probably make this easier on her. However, could she really bring herself to take advantage of a poor, drunk, clearly unhappy - she couldn't think of any other reason as to why he would be drinking alone otherwise - Deryk?
... Heh.
"Not happy?" She asked, using her hip to close the door before kicking her boots off, "What's upsetting you, hm?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:29 pm
Deryk took a swig from his bottle before sorta shrugging at Ariane's question.
"E'rrythin'. 'Orrible year really. D'struction.. death... lotta s**t. Yeep. 'M a pisspoor 'unter too t'top it off."
It was more than he would have said otherwise, but the alcohol had loosened his tongue.
"Kinna wonder somtimes.. why I signed up f'this... too late now. Stuck in hell. Mess up 'gain 'n I'll be killed. Or put in coma f'ever."
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:35 pm
"See, there's a little trick I do to make myself awesome," Ariane replied, setting the container down. Making her way to Deryk to stand in front of him, she placed both hands on either hip, and then grinned, "Every morning, stand in front of the mirror, and tell yourself - I am awesome. You know what they say - tell a lie enough, and even you'll start to believe it."
Of course, she's awesome. Not a lie at all. She just likes to reinforce it.
"Since you're stuck in hell anyway, might as well make the best of it," Her grin widened as she grabbed the container again, patting the cover, "I got something interesting here."
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:43 pm
The death hunter just sorta stared up at the other, then let out a heavy sigh.
"Mebbe. Idunno man," he murmured before flopping onto his back. Though he didn't stay down for long as he heard that she had something for him. Sluggishly and groggily he sat back up and swayed a bit.
"Huh? Christmas alredy o'er ain't it?" he blinked while staring at the container.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:49 pm
"Naaaah. Your Christmas gufts are still with me. You'll probably get it the first week of the new year," If they're lucky, anyway, "This is something else. Found it while Christmas shopping. Took great pains to bring it back without anyone complaining about it... You ever tried the fruit called durian?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 10:51 pm
Deryk blinked again at Ariane. Durian. Durian. That sounded familiar.
"uuuuuuuuuuuuuhh..."
Yeah he was drawing a blank here. Booze was inhibiting his ability to really think all too clearly and all. So instead, he just sorta took another drink from his bottle.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 11:39 pm
No extreme reaction?
All that drinking was possibly a blessing in disguise.
"Let me ask Jude over. We can have a private party," She laughed, pulling out her phone in order to send a text to the aforementioned hunter.Pales Text to Jude:Deryk is drunk. Come over to his room. This should be fun.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 8:53 pm
Jude stared at the text and was about to ignore it in all honesty.
Then the thought of 'Deryk' and 'drunk' seemed to strike him as odd. Disconcerting even. Was Deryk still upset over all that? Jude had nearly forgotten about it, if it wasn't for a few little lingering tidbits.
Perhaps Deryk needed a punch to the head to set him straight again. Jude happened to specialize in such things. Thus he drew himself up out of his seat and went to Deryk's room.
And pretty much barged right in.
"...What's this I hear about drunkenness?" Jude announced flatly.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 8:57 pm
"Do w'ever y'want..." Deryk said dismissively as he finished the one bottle. He tossed it aside and sluggishly stood to grab himself another. Tonight, he was pretty much just planning on getting himself wasted to try and forget everything for just the moment. Just as he cracked the bottle open, the door was almost broken as Jude came barging on in. "Oh hai Juuude," he slurred out while sort of waving and flopping back down onto his bed. "Dinnent take y'long. nooope. Arian's got summin. Durin. Thingg..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 10:52 am
Looks like Deryk's room was no Mordor.
Since everyone kept simply walking in.
... Get it?
"Our baby's been drinking, Jude," She poked the one empty bottle of alcohol with a foot, surprised that he managed to finish that all by himself; he must really be desperate about wanting to drown his sorrows, "As you can see, he's also pretty depressed... About destruction, death, and being a piss poor hunter, among other depressing hunter s**t."
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 7:09 am
Jude let out a small sigh, "Drinking won't make it go away," he grunted.
He mostly ignored the phrase 'our baby'.
The young man liked Deryk but not enough to consider him any sort of familial relation to him just yet. He moved to nudge Deryk's leg with a hand, "Geddup. We'll try this ..."
He glanced over at Ariane questioningly, "Uh. 'Durin'. And you're going to stop drinking. Not healthy to drink alone..." He said to Deryk. Dragain About these old RPs...8D;;
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:45 am
"Makssit better f'now tho," he slurred at Jude's words. As he was nudged on the bed, he just sort of shifted uselessly. Deryk did not really feel like going anywhere right now. "Do I gotta? Feels comf'tble 'ere," he mumbled.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 10:04 am
"Durian," Ariane grinned, holding up the container, "I smelled it while Christmas shopping and bought it. Made the person put the fruit into an air tight container and everything." She didn't want to open it in her room, but she did not mind making someone else's room smell like rotten eggs and gym socks.
"If you don't move, I'm going to hold my breath and stuff one of these into your mouth," She tapped the lid of the container, tempted to do so even if Deryk was compliant... She just really wanted to see the reaction of someone eating the fruit.
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