Be cool tonight ( CLOSED )
Characters; prazeroso and fuckovertime
Setting/Location; anywhere there's booze to be had
Date & Time; Day 2, late evening
Warnings; drunken fratboy-esque antics
Briefing; Two officers set out to do what they do best: bro around and probably get smashed!
Same time, same place. That meant evening, at a non-descript post halfway between cabins 7 and 12, after his rounds were done for the evening. There weren't very many things worse than ending up in this hole that Tyki could think of off the top of his head, at least nothing that didn't involve exorcists directly. This place sucked. He hated being stuck underground, and he hated not having the freedom to wander where he pleased.
But little things made the situation not so bad, like friends.
It wasn't like Tyki had expected or even tried to make friends, but hell, he couldn't help if he just kind of clicked with his would-be fellow officer. Something about palling around with Reno just meshed well with him. He wasn't about to argue it. Having friends in a place like this kind of made the day go by faster.
Except, of course, on the days after getting smashed with said friend. The hangovers were exceptional; he often wondered what they put in the booze here. But the buzz was great, and the thread of the next morning wasn't exactly stopping him from waiting there, chewing on a toothpick, occasionally swatting at the Tease that had followed along of its own accord and taken to nibbling on his hair, or something equally annoying.
Setting/Location; anywhere there's booze to be had
Date & Time; Day 2, late evening
Warnings; drunken fratboy-esque antics
Briefing; Two officers set out to do what they do best: bro around and probably get smashed!
Same time, same place. That meant evening, at a non-descript post halfway between cabins 7 and 12, after his rounds were done for the evening. There weren't very many things worse than ending up in this hole that Tyki could think of off the top of his head, at least nothing that didn't involve exorcists directly. This place sucked. He hated being stuck underground, and he hated not having the freedom to wander where he pleased.
But little things made the situation not so bad, like friends.
It wasn't like Tyki had expected or even tried to make friends, but hell, he couldn't help if he just kind of clicked with his would-be fellow officer. Something about palling around with Reno just meshed well with him. He wasn't about to argue it. Having friends in a place like this kind of made the day go by faster.
Except, of course, on the days after getting smashed with said friend. The hangovers were exceptional; he often wondered what they put in the booze here. But the buzz was great, and the thread of the next morning wasn't exactly stopping him from waiting there, chewing on a toothpick, occasionally swatting at the Tease that had followed along of its own accord and taken to nibbling on his hair, or something equally annoying.