They stripped him of his dignity...

[deny_the_beast]

Dr. Thomas Parker is drunk.

"No 'm not!" he shouts to no one in particular. He stumbles over a rock, cursing as he nearly falls.

Oh yes. He's drunk.

"'M not," he protests, fumbling with the gun in his hands. "See, see, 'm fine..."

BOOM.

"Straightest shot I ever saw," he mutters, squinting into the dark. From his pocket, a flask appears. The

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[shimmer_shadow]

Kiara peeks up from her place on the ground, spots a plastered man and climbs to her feet so he can see her.

"Who the hell are you talkin' too?"

[deny_the_beast]

Parker rocks a little more on his feet, grinning stupidly.

"Th' voice," he slurs emphatically, nodding hard enough to give him a crick in his neck. "Th' one th't's telling me I'm..." He giggles again, as if he can't get over how silly the idea is. "Th' one th't says 'm drunk." Cue more giggling. "'M not drunk."

Oh yes you are, Parker.

"Sh't up," he hisses.

[shimmer_shadow]

Kiara grins and shakes her head in amusement, she leans down quickly to grab her bottle of rum and coke, walking towards the man.

"Right. You're not drunk. Gotcha. But, uh...what voice? Nothin' is here but you'n'me. And it was just me up till you...appeared."

She stops near him, with just enough room between them for her to turn and run if she needs to.

"Who're you anyway?"

[deny_the_beast]

Parker rolls his eyes at the girl (she's lucky he can tell that much.) "The voice," he says. "The voice tha's insistin'... talks..." words aren't exactly coming easily. He scrunches up his eyebrows and squints, as if thinking about her second question.

"...P'rker," he says finally. "'M P'rker." He nods slowly, more to himself than to anyone else. "Yeah. P'rker."

[swingsetheart]

It probably wasn't safe for her to wander outside in the first place, but staying cooped up in the Hotel just wouldn't do. Oh no.

So she's been wandering the park all day. However, upon seeing this rather... vocal man, Lavendar approaches carefully, curiously.

"Are you okay, mister?" She's trying to be helpful, really, the narration just isn't sure she truly understands what the whole drunk concept really means. Forgive her.

[deny_the_beast]

Parker waves her away with one hand. "'M fine," he says, then nearly falls over from the sudden change in balance. Waving will do that to you.

"'M PERFECT, in fact." He shouts the 'perfect'. He grins, and starts giggling. "Jus' a lil'... lost." Yes. 'Lil''.

[swingsetheart]

Watching as the man nearly falls over, she moves quickly to steady him, her protective, caring nature kicking in before anything else.

"You're going to hurt yourself, doing that, you know," Lavendar smiles a little, noting the smell he has around him and his words. She even manages to flinch at the shout.

Blinking though, she stays a little close, just in case he decides to tip over again, "Where're you trying to go?"

[deny_the_beast]

"Aw, no 'm not," he says, laughing, waving his arm back up, which puts him sort of on-balance.

He thinks, hard. "Back," he finally replies. "Tryin' t' get back."

Back to his wife and daughter. Back to that unhappy family.

Just back.