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 Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:30 pm
(Inside Duplex 75)
After a good amount of drinking at the Beach Bar with Tommy, Victor had managed to crawl his way back to his duplex and work the door open, thankful that he had left it unlocked and shuffled himself into the bed, barely getting himself covered by the sheets before promptly passing out. The alcohol in his system metabolizing slowly due to his cold blooded nature and the cold night air....it was fair to say Victor was dead asleep and would be some time before he'd be able to wake up
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:39 pm
Tommy crutch/stumbled his way back to Victor's duplex from the beach bar. It was nearing dawn and Tommy had yet to sober up, having decided that the bottle of bourbon was mocking him and needed to be interrogated. He rationalized it by saying it was Mardi Gras week, conveniently forgetting the whole 'Lent' thing.
As the first sliver of Sun shown over the horizon though, the bat in him finally convinced Tommy that the bottle was no longer mocking him in any way shape or form and he needed to sleep. Reluctantly, he stopped his interrogation, but did not release his captive until he stumbled into Victor's duplex. Bleary eyed, he crutched his way to the bed and flopped down, not realizing that Victor was there already.
In his drunken stupor, he instinctively wrapped a wing around Victor.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:03 pm
Since Victor's last change he had a habit of sleeping on his back, It was the only real way he could rest without one of his extra limbs getting pinned and then feeling numb in the morning; however when the Bat man crawled into bed, Victor shifted restlessly in his sleep, and rolled onto his side towards the Bat-man as the Wing was wrapped around him.
But Victor didn't wake up, he grumbled lightly under his breath his numberous limbs twitching as he soundly slept. His foreleg stretched out, influenced by some incoherent dream, and curled his foreleg over Tommy's back, unconsciously drawing him closer to himself.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:12 pm
Dreams of flying and falling sprung up in his not-so-coherent mind after a while...the feel of a parachute deploying as he jumps (flies) from the unmanned C-17. His wing clutched Victor closer for security as he relived that horrifying day over and over again. The nightmare drew on and on throughout the day as he slept, arms in wing with Victor.
And finally, as he dreamt of flying over the ocean toward land...toward family...his wings began to disintigrate, the flesh first followed by muscle and bones. Searing off and dripping away from his flailing form. The water came up to meet him.
Tommy's eyes popped open as he awoke from the nightmare to be greeted by Richard's maws. He let out a rapid-fire burst of echolocation, thankfully too highpitched for Victor to hear, as his chest heaved. What the hell happened last night!? he thought to himself, noticing his wing was wrapped around Victor's body...and Victor was clinging to him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:33 pm
For Victor, his dreams were mostly a nonsensable mess, the clearest part of his dream was setting up an elaborate winding path of liquor & wine bottles, and shot glasses, then tipping them over like dominos, each shattering on impact as they fell down, knocking the next one, all falling down, down, falling down, down, down and shattering glass everywhere.
The sleeping Lizardman flinched, opening his mouths wide and groaned, his head hurt and the light was bright against his eyelids, and for a moment, Victor didn't know or remember where he was, and hugged a bit tighter on Tommy. "errrrgh" was all Victor could manage at the moment, his head was throbbing in his temples and behind his eyes, and he didn't want to wake up yet.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:43 pm
Tommy's was wideeyed despite the massive hangover he was feeling. He's heard of a coyote ugly, but this is ridiculous! C'mon Tommy think...THINK! What happened last night!? Is anything sore? Oh God I hope not...Waitwaitwait...is it even physically possible...? No...it can't be, it can't!
Slowly he tried to pull himself out of Victor's grasp, wincing a little bit as his claws dug in a little too hard. He silently prayed that this was all just a bad dream...he hadn't slept with Victor...he needed to do something manly and fast!
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:56 pm
The Lizardman finally started to stir as Tommy tried to pull himself free, With another groan, Victor let Tommy go, and rolled onto his back, covering his eyes with the palms of his forelimbs, breathing in deeply as he tried to sort his thoughts, fighting the cobwebs of sleep and the throbbing headache that pounded in his skull, finally uncovering one of his eyes as he senses someone else was there in his bed, and saw... Tommy?
"...Hey...whatssss going ...on?" Victor asked, rubbing his eyes as he tried to mentally process the situation, how they end up in bed together?
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 8:08 pm
Tommy's eyes were still wide as thoughts and possibilities raced through his mind. He had no clue how to handle this situation...what the hell had happened last night!? He froze as Victor began to stir, his eyes darted around looking for some way out of this situation. None seemed evident. Some part of him, in the back of his mind, was pretty sure that nothing happened...but...Tommy didn't always listen to that part of him.
"You ah...I um...huh...What...I mean...do you remember anything...from uh...from last night?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 8:23 pm
Victor groaned, his chest arms squirming as he watched Tommy with one eye, but kept the other one covered, his mind was throbbing....and his tail shifted under the bedsheets.
"You mean besssssidesss the drinking?" The lizardman shook his head, it was hard to think with the hangover he had. "We....talked about a therapy group...drank...I crawled back here and passssssed out" Victor rolled onto his side and then slid out of the bed, heading to the bathroom.
"Thossse painmedsss...better be in there..." Victor grumbled as he stumbled around, looking for the much needed bottle of painkillers
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 9:00 pm
Tommy's breathing was finally beginning to calm down. Victor seemed to remember...nothing seemed to happen...Oh thank God...He let out a sigh of relief as Victor left the bed. "Yeah...yeah...um...same here I guess..."
He quickly looked around, trying to figure out just how he ended up here. There was a bottle of bourbon on the floor...empty...his pants were still on...he sighed once more.
"Yeah...mind tossing me a coupl'a those?" he said as the headache made itself aware.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 9:25 pm
Victor stood up against the sink, grabbing the brown bottle that sat on the edge of the sink, managing to twist the top open and dry swallow a couple of the pills before crawling back out and tossing the bottle onto the bed towards Tommy as he grabbed a bottle of water he had sitting on the minifridge and started to drink it, only then starting to fully realize what had been happening.
"What....time isssss it....?" It still felt too early and Victor's head stilled throbbed and felt like it was being beat on by an angry drummer in metal band
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 9:34 pm
Tommy picks up the bottle and fumbles about trying to open it. Not really caring what it was, he swallowed two of them easily enough. Damn but he was hungry though...and slightly sick. The booze wasn't settling well in his stomach. He glanced over to the fridge and debated pulling out a pack of blood.
He winced from Victor's "loud" talking "I dunno...feels like two A.M...so...probably around noon or so..." He rubbed his eyes wearily, the nocturnal side coming back in full force. "But...we didn't...yaknow...DO anything last night...did we?" He asks hesitantly, just having to be sure.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 9:48 pm
"Do ...anything?..." Victor echoed back and frowned, drinking more water as he looked back at Tommy "No...Jusssst woke up... and you were in my bed"
The lizardman shook his head and rubbed his eyes again, trying to mentally focus dispite the pounding headache, which slowly was starting to dull thanks to the pain meds.
"Guessssss thissssss iss What happensssss when a Lizsard and a Bat get drunk" Victor chuckled, it seemed a bit surreal, and reminded him of a movie he watched someplace.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:01 pm
"Alright...heh...for a minute there I was thinking I got stuck in some bad teen movie..." He slowly reached over to the fridge and pulled out a packet of blood. "What were we talking about last night though? I remember being really interested in it...something like Ferals anonymous?"
With a sigh he poked a straw through the pack and drank slowly. He was exhausted and hung-over...but he actually wanted to talk to Victor about this before he forgot.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 10:35 am
"Give me a moment to think" Victor said as he tried to think around the pounding in his head. "Yesss, we talked about....getting a sssupport group together....ssso we could watch out..for each other and talk about sssstuff"
The lizardman grumbled, drinking more water. He was not looking forward to eventually going outside and facing the bright sun.
"Be a good Idea...be a way to let people voice their frusssstrationsss in a healthy way....but would need to break it up into..sssmall groupsss."
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