Jul 12, 2010 23:40
[Yeah, he's out of the brig. The flowers are still on his head. But that doesn't bother him. He's kind of worried about that girl he helped earlier. What's happened to her? He wants to ask, but like hell if he will.]
...Fuck this shit.
[Click! He's in Sergei's and drinking like a boss. Who'da figured that?]
go away,
where the booze at,
kind of like a hero or something,
i don't like being not drunk,
he's trying to be nice,
about as deep as a mud puddle,
professional drunk,
hancock fails at being social,
the hell i'm on a boat for?
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You're sure tearing through that bottle. That your average pace or did you have a particularly bad day?
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Nah it was pretty normal.
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May I ask what your embittered broadcast over the networks was about, then? Sounded like something serious had happened. You okay?
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[Gideon's attention: you have it.]
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[Words: Hancock fails them]
I guess she's all right.
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[Gideon swallows, but--AMU knows its stuff. She'll probably be alright. Nonetheless, this situation isn't sitting well with him.]
Did you know her? If not a name, what did she look like? I need to make sure none of my friends got caught up in... whatever the hell happened.
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[Geez. But Hancock stops to think.]
She had an accent. Brown hair. Or some shit.
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[And then Hancock's description hits-- oh man, does it ever hit home. Gideon stands up, and it's plain to see he's shaking and paling quickly.]
Uh--look-- thanks for helping her--for taking her to the infirmary-- I really do appreciate it, i-it's just that... well, I do know her. I hate to rush out on you, but-- oh god. I need to see if she's okay.
[Gideon backs up a few paces, bumps into a table, then turns around and all but sprints out of the restaurant. Apologies for his hasty departure. ):]
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