Presidential Inebriation

[burningprez]

[One would expect the President to be exploring the Seattle colony with every bit of the same enthusiasm as he did in Old Seattle back on Earth. However he was nowhere to be seen.]

Nother drink! No I havn't had ehougsh! I'mma sheh preshident of sheh Unistherd shtates of Neo America!!

[Scratch that. Michael was in the Bar, getting sloshed off his

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[chozo_girl]

[An arm blocks the president from reaching the bottle. The arm ends in a lot of woman on the other end - Samus is there, with a piercing stare]

Enough.

[burningprez]

No.... ... no Its not nearly enough...

[Michael's slurr is now nonexistent as a rather regretful look is on his face.]

[chozo_girl]

Wrong.

You have responsibilities beyond yourself, to the millions of people that elected you. Attempting to drink yourself into a stupor, even if failing, is not going to address them.

[burningprez]

You seriously think I don't know that? I'm trying to free those millions of people right now but until Richard throws down his cards again I got nothing...

Ugh..

Sorry bout that....maybe I'm just..a little bitter.

[momentoftherose]

[Oenone Zero has never been in the bar before and had no intention of it until passing by it she hears a familiar voice and hesitantly steps inside.]

...Mister President?

[burningprez]

Hey doc! They flexed the rules on alchol shinsh I wush lasht at sheh cities?

[He holds up a bottle to her with a cheery grin, leaning off his seat somewhat.]

[momentoftherose]

We're allowed alcohol, you just have to recy...Oh my god, this can't be good for your liver.

[burningprez]

My liver's fine!

[Michael laughs and downs another drink, almost stumbling off his seat and tripping over himself.]

Resst of me ish too!

[surfingboxer]

Mr. President?

[Chibodee rolls up right next to you. Noticing the immense amount of booze, he takes a seat.]

What's the occasion?

[burningprez]

Chibodee my good man...

[He gives the boxer a grin and pats him on the shoulder.]

I got dumped. And my ex slept with the new man before she told me...

[Well...that's an odd reason to be happy about. He downs more bourbon.]

[surfingboxer]

Ah.... that... that seems kinda an odd to be smiling about.

[He rubs the back of his head, not sure what to make of this situation. He feels like he should do something buuuuut... what exactly? I mean, it's the PRESIDENT drowning his sorrows.]

Y'talk with the chick yet?

[burningprez]

Yup! Said she needed to give him her body so she can go liberate Siberia!

[Knocks back a drunk.]

Course...she was probably saying that because I wasn't giving her enough time. BAH! What do I care! She's getting her home back! I'm happy for her!