Characters: Falco, Shadow, Sneasel, Duon, Charmeleon (CLOSED NOW)
What: Drunk-time-fun!
Where: A commons room of SBG (preferably one that doesn't get frequented too often)
When: Monday, June 30 (late night, near midnight)
Rating: PG-13? Alcohol consumption, possible mature language
(
THE BEER MUST FLOW )
Comments 44
There, he made it back undetected yet again. Oh yeah, he was so good at this! He grinned proudly even though there wasn't anyone around to witness his sheer awesomeness.
... Or at least, there hadn't been until had reached the only common room with the light still on.
"Yo," he greeted the hedgehog before setting down the six packs on the coffee table and plopping himself onto the couch. He took two cans off the plastic rings and tossed one over to the other male. "Y'sound like ya need someone to talk ta." Not that he was really a good listener or anything, but hey-misery loves company, doesn't it?
Reply
"Everyone needs to let off some steam sometimes." He shrugged. "You've been going through a lot of... circumstances, yourself lately." He lifted his beer and gestured vaguely in Falco's direction. "You sure you don't mind me having...?"
Reply
Which was true, really, aside from his best friend not wanting to see him for a while and his boyfriend having to go on a 'business trip.'
Falco took another drink. "You," he pointed, can still in hand, "on the other hand, look like ya have an actual problem. So what's up?"
Reply
He had only been in this school for about a week and already he felt he needed something to cool his mind. Too much shit was buzzing around up there, it got to the point where he couldn't here himself think... And what that new teacher, the Lt. Surge guy, had said to him hadn't helped at all.
Yes, a beer would be quite lovely right now.
He walked into the commons and gave a small wave to the two who were already inside.
"Hey guys, hope I'm not interrupting anything..."
((sorry for the trouble guys, thanks for letting me join in.))
Reply
Shadow nodded curtly to the newcomer, used his can once more to gesture at a couch for Sneasel to sit on, and finally cracked his open. He took a quick gulp without hesitating: bitter, cold, and jarring. But he could at least keep it down. Not bad for his first time drinking.
He turned his attention back to Falco. "I guess you could say that I've got... a lot of things on my mind these days. It's a long story, really; probably wouldn't make for great conversation."
I don't even know how much of it is true... but I can't believe Espio would have just given me random bullshit just like that. I can't.
Shadow took another sip of his beer, savouring the new experience. "A long story..."
Reply
Reply
He caught the beer thrown in his direction and stared down at it for a moment. It had been well over a year since he last had a beer, and his last experience wasn't all too pleasant. At this point, however, he didn't care. He cracked of the can and took a smooth gulp.
He turned his attention toward the other two that where in the room with him. He smiled slightly. Perhaps listening to these two's conversation will help stop the buzzing in his head.
Reply
Reply
Reply
He preferred the term "gathering field intelligence," even if he didn't really know what that meant. He was a fairly simple guy to understand: Duon had beat him at something, and now Charmeleon would not rest until he'd managed to score some sort of win over that stupid tranny robo-freak thing. That humiliating defeat was not something he'd be repeating anytime soon; he was already doing everything he could to minimize his humiliation. Despite his distaste for clothing and his issues adjusting to his human form, Charmeleon had remained gijinka. Clothing did a nice job of hiding injuries, after all.
At first, Char thought his roomie sneaking out at night would yield some sort of super-secret weakness. As it turned out, it just yielded booze. ...Well, fine by him. If he handled this tactfully, then... oh, screw it. Charmeleon just strolled in, pointedly ignoring Duon as he glared down the others gathered.
"...Share, and I won't tell anyone."
Reply
Reply
"Hey, uh, do you really think it's a good idea for you to drink? I mean, I'm all for having a good time, but what happens if you blow us all up?"
Reply
And then Sneasel spoke up. Charmeleon rolled his eyes at the other Pokemon and took a seat, careful to keep his tail from touching anything. "Don't be a retard. The only thing that affects how big this thing burns is how pissed off I am. Only way I'd blow us up is if I dumped the can on my tail. Hell... I don't even think I can breathe fire when I'm all human and shit."
Reply
Responding to Falco's comment, he said, "Well, that guy's got some... pretty interesting skills, you could say. He gave me a hand figuring out some stuff about my past... it looks like the source is pretty solid... and... that's the problem." Shadow hung his head, feeling the confusion of earlier that day returning to him. "It just doesn't make any sense."
He raised his eyes grimly at Falco again. "Supposedly, I'm some kind of creation-- some kind of genetics experiment. Supposedly, I wasn't born at all, I haven't even been alive longer than a handful of years." He thought back to the tag that had been liberally attached to much of the data in the memory card: The Ultimate Lifeform."But can this really be true? How the fuck am I supposed to accept something like this?" Shadow knuckled his brow and tried to keep thinking straight, but ( ... )
Reply
"That is just crazy," he said, unable to think of any reaction more appropriate than that. He tried to finish the question, unsure of what Shadow meant. "'Be created,' or what...?"
Reply
It was almost too much to think about. But there was one thing that kept Shadow going at that moment: the fact that we was still capable of telling all this to someone.
"Man, I'm sorry, it's kind of a bizarre situation, didn't mean to give you that much of something to pick at..." Shadow stood slightly shakily and gestured at the remaining beers. "Mind if I have another?"
Reply
"Well... why not just make yer own path? Obviously, ya got your own will," he pointed at Shadow again. "Don't let anyone tie ya down. Make your own future and fuck everything else. Do what makes you happiest."
His own heart rate began quickening; it was like what he had done to Fox a few weeks ago when he chose Leon over him. Even if it had hurt his friendship with Fox, he had been miserable the week of the break up, and now he was the happiest he had ever been in his life.
"S'okay," Falco said, then passed the hedgehog a beer. "Here."
Reply
Leave a comment