Matt Jamison - OC baby one more time - my Milliways is killing me

Oct 12, 2011 21:18

It seems like he's always coming in here in his pajamas.

One barefoot sex mage enters, dressed (indeed) in his old sushi boxers and CAFFEINE: fictional tour 2025 band t-shirt. Matt's hair is messier than usual, and he looks like he hasn't slept ( Read more... )

tris: ronan nolan, matt jamison, tristan's muses, mercuria, pyth's fault, the lake of sky (blame pyth), walksmuses

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pirate_jack October 13 2011, 04:54:46 UTC
"That's no good for you, mate," Jack advises. He drums brown fingers against the bar, once and then again; rings gleam in the light.

"No good at all."

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tantric_slacker October 13 2011, 04:58:31 UTC
Matt blinks at the ... very blinged-out guy.

"Uh," he says.

Insomnia? Reading?

Tea?

"Which, what?"

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pirate_jack October 13 2011, 05:00:33 UTC
"That," Jack says, helpfully waving a hand in his general direction.

He drums the fingers of his other hand against the wood again, and looks blithely untroubled as a feisty kitten pounces from the other side of the bar and bats a paw at him.

"You've no rum in there, aye? Not good."

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tantric_slacker October 13 2011, 05:04:23 UTC
Matt laughs, a laugh which becomes somewhat more bewildered but way more delighted upon the appearance of the cat.

"Well," he says.

"I normally wouldn't be averse, but-- wait. Actually. Rum might help me sleep."

There's something medically unsound about this, he knows.

He'll have to check the internet tomorrow.

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pirate_jack October 13 2011, 05:08:35 UTC
"Rum helps with all sorts of things," he points out. Jack sounds like a man who knows.

"Lass, you heard the boy--"

A bottle of rum appears, delighting the kitten, which begins to chase its tail in circles around the bottle.

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tantric_slacker October 13 2011, 05:12:51 UTC
He grins.

"That cat is adorable."

Maybe it makes him less manly to admit it, but manliness has never exactly been Matt's defining trait. Plus he thinks Hat Guy is wearing eyeliner. He reaches for the bottle and uncaps it, pouring out into his mug.

"At least," he notes with a yawn, "it'll probably get cool enough to drink."

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pirate_jack October 13 2011, 05:14:41 UTC
"Knows its own nature," he says, matter-of-fact, and the cat miaows sharply at them both.

"Never not too warm to drink what's meant to be drunk or in the way of making a man drunk saving when it's not rum what's the drink to be drinking, savvy?"

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tantric_slacker October 13 2011, 05:17:55 UTC
Matt stares at him.

"... I am probably not savvy," he admits.

"But if you go slow I could try to diagram."

(In the meantime, he blows on him rummed tea and takes a sip.

Perfection.

Terrible, bad-idea perfection.)

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pirate_jack October 13 2011, 05:20:56 UTC
"I get that a lot," Jack confides, leaning closer. Beaded braids rattle softly, the more so when the kitten leaps for the nearest one.

"All the time, in fact."

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tantric_slacker October 13 2011, 05:27:31 UTC
Matt coughs.

It may, or may not, be strictly because of the rum.

"Is that," he says, before he can stop himself.

"Because it's what she said?"

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