[Thread] Drinks

[xsniperkittyx]

Characters: AU!Riza Hawkeye, OPEN
Where: An office in the office building.
When: Sometime shortly after her recent entry
Summery: Otogi's provided drinks and Riza's willing to share.

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[deathbysutra]

Sanzo didn't think it was a trap, though anything was possible. He put on his new boots (which he already hated) and his long thick cloak (which he hated less) over his priest robes, and tromped over to what must be the office building, whatever an office was.

He kicked the snow from his boots once inside, and followed the lights and sounds to a room where a girl with cat ears...a youkai, perhaps? Was sitting with a bottle and some glasses.

"You're the one with the booze?" Sanzo asked her.

[xsniperkittyx]

"I am." She motioned for him to sit, one ear flicking a bit. She had heard him walk in. "I'm Riza Hawkeye." She said, opening the bottle finally. She hadn't started drinking yet, she was waiting for someone to show up. She knew that she wasn't the only one wanting a drink.

"I'm not going to hurt you." She said, her tail swaying a bit as she poured two drinks.

[deathbysutra]

"What is it?" he asked, tossing the cloak aside and sitting down, pulling out a cigarette and his lighter as he did so. "And what are you?" he asked as he lit up. "A youkai or something?"

[xsniperkittyx]

"I'm a half-cat. I'm no youkai." She said before looking at the bottle. It didn't have a label. "I don't know. It's something Otogi provided." She said before taking a drink.

[nicotine_high]

Matt just felt like doing something to pass the time. He'd spent hours trying to come up with alternate energy sources for his game system, but nothing had come to him yet. Things like that were limited here. The energy that was used to run the barracks wasn't that of normal proportions.

He finally found his way to the office building and strolled inside. His hands were shoved into his pockets, goggles pulled over his eyes. He took a look around before he spotted the blond across the way.

"I believe you promised a drink?" He grinned.

[xsniperkittyx]

"Sit down and join me then." She said with a slight smile as one of her ears twitched a bit, listening for the sound of anyone else.

"A friend was nice enough to provide."

[nicotine_high]

At first, Matt thought the ears were fake. The twitching caught him off guard, and he had to double take. Well, that certainly was interesting, and more like something people wished was real. He took a seat across from her and helped himself a drink while he looked her over.

"I hope it's good." He smiled, taking a sip. "So what exactly is the occasion?"

[xsniperkittyx]

The ears were real, along with the tail that was twitching a bit on the ground. The ears and tail matched her hair, a nice blond.

"Nothing really." She said.

"Just trying to numb some pain for a little while." She admitted after a few moments.

[feline_nonsense]

Cat was quite used to wandering now--here, there, everywhere. Up and down, in and out, through and through. It was how he found the office, the door held wide open and thus as good as an invitation.

Twitching his tail nervously, he wandered in. He didn't like the smell, an acrid reek that stung his nose. And then he saw the ears.

Furry ones, honey-colored and pointy, but all on top of yet another furless--Cat was of the opinions the Indigeo simply didn't know what damage bumblebees and griffins could do if enlisted in an army. Still... ears were ears, and Cats were made for curiosity.

He padded through the doorway, then leaped, disappearing midair to reappear nearby on a desk, switching his long, skeletal tail this way and that.

"Well this is quite the party," he drawled, licking a paw delicately with a sandpaper tongue.

[xsniperkittyx]

Her ears twitched a bit as she looked over at the Cat. "Nothing like a few drinks." She said with a sad smile. She hadn't seen him around before, but then again, there was a lot of people that she hadn't meet in this place.

"Never thought that a real cat would be brought here." She said absently.

[feline_nonsense]

He peered at the drink in her hand with lantern-lit green eyes, flicking his ear so that the gold loop flashed momentarily, "Methenol, ethanol, all the same to me--skool is out and over but I never went."

Curling his nose, he leaned backwards, as far away from it as possible while still sitting upright in the same position. "'Daring' and 'impulsive' are two things you can never use to describe me," he murmured. "I'm as real as Wonderland, a dream of dream with a shape of nightmare if you will, but if that's real enough to die by, I'd rather not find out."

Alcohol was toxic to cats after all. And dreams can still die.

"I came here," he added. "Found my way in, can't find my way out. Trip-trop, click-clack, Cat's stuck in the Econtra trap. But Alice is here. And that's where my journey ends."