Xena's biggest drunk
Character Name: Xena
Origin: Xena: Warrior Princess
Word Count: 1060
Character’s LJ: xena_warrior
Rating: PG-13
Topic: June 2006 #3: Pick a topic from the past (March topic: Tell a story about the biggest drunk you've ever had.)
Author's note: Yes, I know, that I am late with replies but so my inspiration is arranged, that I write stories on old topics. *sighs and blushes*
Xena knew, that should not do it. She knew, that her behavior offends memory of the friend, which ashes she sworn to deliver in a sacred shrine of her family. But now she wanted to forget about it. She wanted to drown the grief and despair in this disgusting warm swill, cooked from rice, which local residents named as "sake".
Xena taken a flask and made one more drink, and almost at once felt the nausea which risen to a throat. Here, in this little town of Jappa, people were not able to make really good wine, therefore it was necessary to be content with that crap they have.
Xena knew, that she is too drunk to go, not roaming. But it did not bother her now. She swallowed a sickening warm liquid, only to not hear her silent voice, reading verses, these silly verses about love and the broken heart...
"Yesterday, the moon took lodging on my sleeve. Today, I have hope for even the brokenhearted stars".
She wanted to get drunk up to loss of consciousness, only to not hear begging voice of Akemi which asked her to restore her honor with sacred Katana...
Xena had a fit of coughing, having choked with binge, and felt, that the world spins and shaken before her eyes.
This imperfect world.
Xena frowned, having reflected, what does she doing in the middle of the night street blown by all winds in so late time?
She could not concentrate, could not think.
Akemi.
This name has suddenly emerged in Xena's consciousness, and heart instantly responded with a sharp pain.
She should bring a urn with Akemi's ashes in a sacred shrine. And she will fulfill this oath even if her legs will refuse to serve her, even if this girl caused her the strongest pain and broken her heart…
Xena made some more steps on snow-covered street of small town Higuchi, trying to keep balance on constantly shaken ground.
Akemi dared to make a fool of her, to cheat her with the flattery…
But the oath will be fulfilled, because she, Xena, still has any concepts about honor…
«How dared you to leave me alone, Akemi? Why do you gone?»
Xena recollected drops of blood, scarlet on a white snow, that day when Akemi avenged the father and made seppuki.
It was so strange and it was so hurt …
"The snow melts. Flowers fade. And I pass, as all things do".
«How dared you to adhere me to yourself only to leave me again, Akemi?»
«...What do you hear now, Xena?..»
She sobbed, stroking a urn which held in hands...
"But time and love, they go on"...
The rumble of voices forced her to look back for one instant. Having got drunk, Xena not noticed, as citizens of Higuchi gradually crowded around of her. They looked unfriendly and indicated on her with fingers.
Xena did not understand their speech, but it not bothered her at all. One only fact had the greater value, that they blocked a way to shrine. She made one more drink of sake and resolutely directed forward, intending to fulfill the oath, and then…
Then, perhaps, to get drunk even more...
Xena not got used to drink so much because she always counted excessive love to alcoholic drinks as weakness of the warlord. And she not got used to lose people so unfairly. Yes, she could reconcile that the warrior perished in fight, but to deprive herself with a life purposely… and to adhere friend to herself, foreknowing, that it will take place…
She could not forgive it.
The rumble of crowd became louder, and Xena felt the tenacious hands, trying to seize her for clothes, to stop her.
She hissed, having shaken on a slippery snow, and pressed a urn to a breast more closely.
What do they want from her? Why do not allow to pass?
Xena heard singing boys, and then snowball flown by her.
The damned sheeps!
Borias always named peasants as "sheeps", and now she saw, why.
Her stomach furiously protested against muck which she placed there, and the world danced before eyes.
The hailstones of snowballs amplified, and soon Xena was compelled to make the way through crowd of impudent townspeople with fight.
The damned stupid sheeps, the jackals who are eating up scraps after wolves, but always ready to attack the wolf who weakened because of any reasons.
Xena felt like caged wolf now, in this close dirty small town. There was too crowded here, too many stupid sheeps who bleated something, trying to reach her with their clumsy paws.
And now sheeps tried to attack the wolf.
Xena desperately beat off from crowd which sticked into her with sticks, pulled her hair, tried to kick her or to stab with pitchforks.
Someone successfully struck her legs with stick, and she fallen, not having kept balance.
The urn slipped out her hands, despite of all Xena's attempts to catch it.
Xena screamed, having seen how the clay vessel scattered on set of splinters, having hit about frozen ground.
The blow of a wind swept Akemi's ashes in a flash, and only the small handful remained in Xena's hand...
Xena sobbed, scratching a snow with hands, and violent animal fury captured her, eclipsing her mind, absorbing all human features that still concealed inside her. Light which lit up her soul for one instant, died away, having shipped Xena in darkness again. Only this darkness was more impenetrable and deep now.
When Xena turned to the townspeople again, they have seen infuriated beast in her eyes.
The damned stupid sheeps, they will pay for that dared to lift their hands on the wolf!
Xena grabbed a torch and filled her mouth with sake, movable only by animal desire to kill… to kill these pity rats, kill them all!
People continued to cry out insults and curses, pleased with that they did not give to the foreigner to fulfill a precept of a witch.
But their laughter was quickly replaced by screams of horror when the Xena spat fire on them.
The flame picked up by a wind, instantly spread on all town, devouring paper walls of houses greedy.
But Xena did not cared of it.
She hated this world, she hated this mankind, but most of all she hated herself…
Origin: Xena: Warrior Princess
Word Count: 1060
Character’s LJ: xena_warrior
Rating: PG-13
Topic: June 2006 #3: Pick a topic from the past (March topic: Tell a story about the biggest drunk you've ever had.)
Author's note: Yes, I know, that I am late with replies but so my inspiration is arranged, that I write stories on old topics. *sighs and blushes*
Xena knew, that should not do it. She knew, that her behavior offends memory of the friend, which ashes she sworn to deliver in a sacred shrine of her family. But now she wanted to forget about it. She wanted to drown the grief and despair in this disgusting warm swill, cooked from rice, which local residents named as "sake".
Xena taken a flask and made one more drink, and almost at once felt the nausea which risen to a throat. Here, in this little town of Jappa, people were not able to make really good wine, therefore it was necessary to be content with that crap they have.
Xena knew, that she is too drunk to go, not roaming. But it did not bother her now. She swallowed a sickening warm liquid, only to not hear her silent voice, reading verses, these silly verses about love and the broken heart...
"Yesterday, the moon took lodging on my sleeve. Today, I have hope for even the brokenhearted stars".
She wanted to get drunk up to loss of consciousness, only to not hear begging voice of Akemi which asked her to restore her honor with sacred Katana...
Xena had a fit of coughing, having choked with binge, and felt, that the world spins and shaken before her eyes.
This imperfect world.
Xena frowned, having reflected, what does she doing in the middle of the night street blown by all winds in so late time?
She could not concentrate, could not think.
Akemi.
This name has suddenly emerged in Xena's consciousness, and heart instantly responded with a sharp pain.
She should bring a urn with Akemi's ashes in a sacred shrine. And she will fulfill this oath even if her legs will refuse to serve her, even if this girl caused her the strongest pain and broken her heart…
Xena made some more steps on snow-covered street of small town Higuchi, trying to keep balance on constantly shaken ground.
Akemi dared to make a fool of her, to cheat her with the flattery…
But the oath will be fulfilled, because she, Xena, still has any concepts about honor…
«How dared you to leave me alone, Akemi? Why do you gone?»
Xena recollected drops of blood, scarlet on a white snow, that day when Akemi avenged the father and made seppuki.
It was so strange and it was so hurt …
"The snow melts. Flowers fade. And I pass, as all things do".
«How dared you to adhere me to yourself only to leave me again, Akemi?»
«...What do you hear now, Xena?..»
She sobbed, stroking a urn which held in hands...
"But time and love, they go on"...
The rumble of voices forced her to look back for one instant. Having got drunk, Xena not noticed, as citizens of Higuchi gradually crowded around of her. They looked unfriendly and indicated on her with fingers.
Xena did not understand their speech, but it not bothered her at all. One only fact had the greater value, that they blocked a way to shrine. She made one more drink of sake and resolutely directed forward, intending to fulfill the oath, and then…
Then, perhaps, to get drunk even more...
Xena not got used to drink so much because she always counted excessive love to alcoholic drinks as weakness of the warlord. And she not got used to lose people so unfairly. Yes, she could reconcile that the warrior perished in fight, but to deprive herself with a life purposely… and to adhere friend to herself, foreknowing, that it will take place…
She could not forgive it.
The rumble of crowd became louder, and Xena felt the tenacious hands, trying to seize her for clothes, to stop her.
She hissed, having shaken on a slippery snow, and pressed a urn to a breast more closely.
What do they want from her? Why do not allow to pass?
Xena heard singing boys, and then snowball flown by her.
The damned sheeps!
Borias always named peasants as "sheeps", and now she saw, why.
Her stomach furiously protested against muck which she placed there, and the world danced before eyes.
The hailstones of snowballs amplified, and soon Xena was compelled to make the way through crowd of impudent townspeople with fight.
The damned stupid sheeps, the jackals who are eating up scraps after wolves, but always ready to attack the wolf who weakened because of any reasons.
Xena felt like caged wolf now, in this close dirty small town. There was too crowded here, too many stupid sheeps who bleated something, trying to reach her with their clumsy paws.
And now sheeps tried to attack the wolf.
Xena desperately beat off from crowd which sticked into her with sticks, pulled her hair, tried to kick her or to stab with pitchforks.
Someone successfully struck her legs with stick, and she fallen, not having kept balance.
The urn slipped out her hands, despite of all Xena's attempts to catch it.
Xena screamed, having seen how the clay vessel scattered on set of splinters, having hit about frozen ground.
The blow of a wind swept Akemi's ashes in a flash, and only the small handful remained in Xena's hand...
Xena sobbed, scratching a snow with hands, and violent animal fury captured her, eclipsing her mind, absorbing all human features that still concealed inside her. Light which lit up her soul for one instant, died away, having shipped Xena in darkness again. Only this darkness was more impenetrable and deep now.
When Xena turned to the townspeople again, they have seen infuriated beast in her eyes.
The damned stupid sheeps, they will pay for that dared to lift their hands on the wolf!
Xena grabbed a torch and filled her mouth with sake, movable only by animal desire to kill… to kill these pity rats, kill them all!
People continued to cry out insults and curses, pleased with that they did not give to the foreigner to fulfill a precept of a witch.
But their laughter was quickly replaced by screams of horror when the Xena spat fire on them.
The flame picked up by a wind, instantly spread on all town, devouring paper walls of houses greedy.
But Xena did not cared of it.
She hated this world, she hated this mankind, but most of all she hated herself…