Happy Birthday PT5
Bradley (5:19:00 PM): Bradley: *To Molly* It's forgotten. Mostly. *To Logan.* And if your so eager for some action, haul your ass to the nearest town.
Molly (5:19:35 PM): Molly: *Distraction techniques!* What about those mixed drinks someone mentioned earlier?
LOGAN (5:20:02 PM): Logan: Wasn't me I was worrying about getting any, Gadget.
John (5:20:12 PM): John: Oh you mean a fishbowl huh? Logan reckon your liver can handle it old timer?
LOGAN (5:20:45 PM): Logan: You're a fucking comedian, John. Bring it on.
John (5:21:23 PM): John: I dunno Molly you might regret it if you do drink a mixed one. You ain't been drunk with us lot before, we're trained professionals. Referee, mother hen, chef, teleporter, agony aunt and comedian.. all in a days work for me Logan.
Molly (5:21:57 PM): Molly: *Shrugging* It's my birthday party, yeah? Hand me one of the mixed drinks. No absinthe.
John (5:23:05 PM): John: *mixes up a few of the spirits avoiding absinthe as requested. Pours it into a army issue tin mug* You might want to do that in one *hands it over*
Molly (5:23:45 PM): Molly: *taking the tin mug, peering into it a bit warily* Chris gets one, too.
John (5:24:25 PM): John: *pours one out for Chris but adds a little absinthe for good measure*
Fred (5:25:10 PM): Fred: *He gave a long drawn out sigh and considered staying where he was, sitting against a tree and avoiding everyone. Seeing the faces of people who weren't there for Creed's little stunt was almost as bad as the reactions of those who were. Besides, they sounded like they were having just as much fun without stupid old Blob. Kicking at the tree in front of him, he stood up and returned to the camp. He was hungry again, but he forced himself to ignore it.
Fred (5:26:46 PM): Fred: Anymore beers around here?
Molly (5:27:03 PM): Molly: *glances up at Fred, pointing at the last crate* There should be a few in there.
Fred (5:27:26 PM): Fred: Good. *Grabs two and gets to work on them*
John (5:27:51 PM): John: How about a mixer as well Dukie? *holds up his new alcohol creation*
Molly (5:28:07 PM): Molly: *successfully downs most of what was in her mug, coughing slightly and closing her eyes* Oh, God.
Fred (5:28:29 PM): Fred: Fine, whatever. *He grabs it and swallows it down, hoping to get very drunk, very soon*
Molly (5:29:17 PM): Molly: *questioning her sanity but she finishes the last of what was in her mug, handing the tin back to John* That was interesting *coughing slightly and clearing her throat*
John (5:29:40 PM): John: *takes the mug and pours in some more before handing it back to Molly*
Molly (5:30:19 PM): Molly: *siiiighs* It's gonna be a minute.
Bradley (5:31:00 PM): Bradley: *Causes all the elctronics to briefly go haywire after gulping down his drink.* Wow!
Molly (5:31:34 PM): Molly: *pulls a hair tie out of her wrist and ties her hair back...mostly. She hears her iPod going of in her pocket and smirks* You okay, sweetheart?
Bradley (5:32:32 PM): Bradley: Peachy. I feel like just I got kicked by a mule after drinking that thing.
Molly (5:33:15 PM): Molly: *downs her second glass of the stuff, coughing less this time* That's enough for a while. *holding onto her glass incase John gets any bright ideas*
Fred (5:33:21 PM): Fred: Son, take it from someone who has fer a fact been kicked by a mule. I've had worse than this heap fire water John just made.
John (5:33:50 PM): John: *laughs at Freds comment* Well how about you show us how a mix should really be done Dukie
LOGAN (5:35:04 PM): Logan: *a bit silent since Fred came back; he tries John's mix as well* Damn.. You call yourself a chef?
Fred (5:35:16 PM): Fred: Johnny-boy, just cause I love food, it don't mean I know how to make it.
LOGAN (5:36:17 PM): Logan: *was just joking, really; it's effective, and that was the point*
Fred (5:36:56 PM): Fred: That said... it ain't bad.
Molly (5:37:26 PM): Molly: *trailing her fingertips up and down Chris' side, not quite aware that she's doing it*
John (5:37:40 PM): John: *Just a little bit smug because despite all the front he knows the others appreciate his efforts* See you lot are all talk an' no action. Seems like it's only the quiet ones round here that get the girl... *Nods head in direction of Bradley and Molly*
Bradley (5:37:59 PM): Bradley: *Starts giggling. He's ticklish.* You lot should take notes.
LOGAN (5:38:12 PM): Logan: Apparently he hasn't. Yet.
Molly (5:38:16 PM): Molly: *raising an eyebrow just slightly...she keeps up what she's doing*
Fred (5:38:20 PM): Fred: *Feeling a tad envious. It's probably the ears they love.
John (5:38:50 PM): John: And sadly Logan the angry broodin' look doesn't count as keepin' quiet though we all know you've tried it on the ladies! *raises eyebrow* Notes? Bradley you're just a rookie in that field
Bradley (5:39:42 PM): Bradley: *Attempting to speak in between laughing.* And yet I'm the only one with a girl by my side. What does that say, cowboy?
Molly (5:40:14 PM): Molly: *trying a little harder to tickle bradly, very amused and enjoying his laugh* Have I discovered another weakness?
LOGAN (5:40:27 PM): Logan: *scowls at John; sure it's worked, but saying that would make it seem like he's doing it on purpose*
Fred (5:40:39 PM): Fred: Maybe it's 'cause yer short. Just look at Pyro
Molly (5:40:43 PM): Molly: *has the same weakness. unfortunately, she's not thinking this through very well*
John (5:41:13 PM): John: *laughs at the scowl on Logans face, so much so he falls backwards off of the log he is sat on*
Bradley (5:41:22 PM): Bradley: Unfortunately, yes. Let's see if you share that weakness then, hm? *Tickles her.*
LOGAN (5:41:37 PM): Logan: Kid's nothing but weaknesses. *may be channeling Victor a tiny bit now he's getting drunk*
Molly (5:41:45 PM): Molly: No!! *tries squirming away, laughing*
Fred (5:42:02 PM): Fred: *Laughing stupidly and pointing at John*
Bradley (5:42:30 PM): Bradley: Oh yes! *Tickles her, but loses his balance. They both fall off the log.*
John (5:42:35 PM): John: Gee thanks Dukie don't worry I'll sort myself out *still chuckling as he rights himself* Aww come on now Logan the boy can't help it if he's loved up an' under the thumb!
Molly (5:42:57 PM): Molly: *shrieks as they topple and is silent for a moment before she's giggling again*
Bradley (5:43:15 PM): Bradley: *From wher he's landed on the ground.* Shush, both of you. God but you sound like your brother, Logan.
Molly (5:43:34 PM): Molly: *still giggling, her hand over her mouth* You alright, Chris?
Bradley (5:44:09 PM): Bradley: Oh, perfectly fine. *Is still laughing.* This is a very cozy position.
John (5:44:10 PM): John: Sheesh would you two go get a room already *
LOGAN (5:44:19 PM): Logan: *... and there goes his good mood* Shut it.
Bradley (5:44:41 PM): Bradley: Is that a note of jealousy I detect there, cowboy?
Molly (5:44:58 PM): Molly: *shifting and resting her head on his chest* We should have watched the meteor shower like this. You're quite comfortable, dear.
John (5:45:20 PM): John: Stop poutin' Logan you look like you've been takin' lessons from Wade. Shut up Gadget Boy before your girl gets bored of your chatterin'
Fred (5:45:23 PM): Fred: *guzzling down yet another of his many beers* Can I watch if'n you guys do get a room?
John (5:45:51 PM): John: ..... FRED!! Dear Lord man! Have you got no manners!?
Molly (5:45:54 PM): Molly: *purposefully ignoring Fred's comment*
Bradley (5:46:06 PM): Bradley: Hey, she finds my chattering endearing. *Ignores Fred also.*
Fred (5:46:31 PM): Fred: *giggles and cracks open another beer*