Strike #9

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[Maia's spent the past week or so holed up in her room, only bothering to venture out when she needed food or drink. She had been feeling...tense.

Those words she had heard on the top deck in the previous week were still quite fresh in her mind--You were supposed to help Gol. You were supposed to take care of him, Maia--and since then, Maia has

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[Jinx is actually off to the bar, like that should be a surprise. Though today, he actually decided to take a little detour, squeeze in a bit of exercise perhaps.

He's actually completely healed, safe for a nice chunk torn out of his ear.

Jinx really wasn't expecting to happen upon Maia on his little field trip, and he really wasn't expecting her to look so fumed. He picks up his pace and walks at a nice safe distance from her side. Not that he's actually scared or anything, but his eyes do show that he's holding back just a bit.]

*BROFIST*

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Mind tellin' me what that somethin' is?

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[Maia waves dismissively and takes another swig of whiskey.] Wouldn't be as fun if I told you.

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[Jinx is already pouring himself another glass.]

It'd not like I'm involved. Ya' don't have ta' worry 'bout me no keepin my mouth shut.

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Nn. Maybe later. [Maia hasn't drank enough to spill everything just yet, Jinx. But give it some time.]

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[Jinx won't object to waiting.]

Want somethin' else?

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[Maia pauses, glancing at the bottle in her hand before quickly setting it back down on the table. Not like she's going to object to another drink, after all.]

Why not.

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Alright, Suga'.

[Jinx slams the table as he gets to his feet. From the bar, he gets some scotch, whiskey, and some strawberry liquor. Yes, it's actually a strawberry.

He places them on the table in front of the other bottles he had chosen.]

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[Maia reaches for the strawberry liquor - what, it looks interesting! - and doesn't hesitate to take a large gulp. It's too sweet for her liking, but it doesn't burn as much as the whiskey.]

Anyway. How h've you been since our last en-encout...meeting? [Why, yes, Maia actually IS less of a bitch when she's drunk.]

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I've been good. Just watchin' th' days go by.

[Okay, she's already mixing up her words. She might just be drunk enough to let out that secret.]

But I've been curious ta' what happened ta' Jakkie Boy.

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[Maia hardly ever drinks, she's a lightweight, and she's spent the past ten or so minutes taking gulps of strong alcohol. Maia's going to get hammered pretty quickly, Jinx.

She narrows her eyes and purses her lips as Jinx asks that next question, but then she just takes another drink.]

Dark Eco in'm. Requires a change 'f plans; too valuable t'kill. [Although, that certainly won't stop her from tormenting him, any.]

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Ya' were gonna kill him?

[Okay, Jinx hates Jak with a fiery passion, but he doesn't hate him enough to kill him. Maybe harass him forever and a day but...murder is taking it a bit too far.]

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[Maia just snorts and takes another drink.]

What else would--[And another drink.]-- I do?

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[Jinx is just going to slowly, ever so slowly, attempt to slide that drink away from Maia before she vomits or keels over.]

Plenty. Just screw with him a bit, yer really not gonna like th' brig.

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[Jinx, keep in mind that while you may be moving that one bottle away from her, there are still plenty of others for Maia to choose from.]

M'not going t'kill that...[Maia's features scrunch up into something akin to a glare and she points at Jinx, although it looks more awkward than threatening at this point.] That stupid boy. Dark Eco in'm is too val...[What was that word, again? Whatever, Maia will just use another one. She reaches for a different bottle.] It's worth too much t'waste.

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[Well, he'll just pull away the more alcoholic of the selection.]

So how do ya' plan ta' get it outta him?