[the beach? NOT FOR HER. ignore the woman sitting on the beach with several bottles of liquor surrounding her. as far as she's concerned, she doesn't even want to be conscious to care.]
/SAILS THROUGH THE AIRshamlockAugust 16 2010, 05:35:06 UTC
[ he'd been out for a walk when the pilot comes across the sorry but not unfamiliar sight of their tactical forecaster, lounging on the beach with enough 'friends' to send her into a coma-- except not, because sumeragi just happened to have a stronger tolerance for alcohol than most of the men he'd known in ireland.
a short sigh escapes him despite the light smile on his face as he crouches down next to her and picks up one of the empties, inspecting it with mild interest. ]
LOCKON MY HEROvikraantaAugust 17 2010, 01:39:23 UTC
[The voice perks her ears up at that voice. She leans back, thinking that it's the alcohol playing a cruel, cruel joke on her. Giving Lockon a bitter smile, she rests against a tree.]
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a short sigh escapes him despite the light smile on his face as he crouches down next to her and picks up one of the empties, inspecting it with mild interest. ]
Ever heard of doing things in excess?
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Never.
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