Guadalupe-Reyes Marathon - OTA

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Ric had already technically celebrated Guadalupe Day* when Martini had reverted them all back to adults and now he was sort of celebrating the nine days of Las Posadas**. Though he wasn't technically all that religious, Ric felt that it was important to honour his family by at least acknowledging the various holidays existence and his heritage for

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[slimy_droog]

Mortimer Toynbee had been wandering around the base, passing time until he could have a word with Stryker upon his recent arrival. Whislt introducing himself to his new teammates outside, he had been directed towards the men's hall. Perhaps Fred would be there. Mortimer so dearly wanted to see the look on his friend's face when he surprised him.

Instead of finding Dukes, he came across a young man who looked well on his way to getting completely rat-arsed. A drink. Now that was something Mortimer was in the mood for.

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Swallowing his mouthful of beer slowly Ric really couldn't help the look on his face, even if he had been a little more sober he probably would have stared at the new guy like he was on fire or something. So as Mortimer approached Ric just stood there, nose wrinkled, mouth open a little and lip curled up in a 'what the hell?' expression.

"Did you arrive via the drains?"

It wasn't meant as a snide comment or an insult, instead the tone was one of genuine puzzlement and confusion. The guy looked like Stryker had given him directions to base via the local sewers. Ewww.

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Mortimer cocked his head to the side at the greeting. His eyes narrowed, but he tried to play nice. For now.

"Since I'm so new, I'll rack that up to you bein' bladdered. 'Cause you look like such a good bloke after all."

Noticing a bottle not yet opened, he nodded at it.

"In the mood for a piss-up?"

Mortimer's mouth opened wide and out like a shot flew something long and green. It wrapped around the bottle in an instant and returned to the man's mouth, releasing the bottle into one of Mortimer's open green hands.

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Ric mumbled an apology that might have been in either english or spanish, he wasn't really sure if he was honest. Taking another mouthful of beer Ric nodded as he swallowed.

"Las Posadas a tradition where I come from where you celebrate the days before Christmas. Kids go round singing and taking swings at pinatas but adults can get wasted! So yeah it's the right mood for a piss up." Ric leant down to take out a beer for the new guy but as he did so something flew past him, grabbed the bottle and vanished.

"Sweet Holy Mother!" Ric leapt backwards, his back pressed flush with the wall as he stared open jawed at the spot where the bottle had once been. "Fuck me! Was that your tongue?"

[watch_the_nails]

Victor didn't have a holiday set aside for alcohol. He'd seen enough crappy celebrations in his time to treat every day as a good day for drinking, and today was no different; catching the scent of beer in the air, he wandered out of his dorm room - half-dressed and topless, even though it was cold - and raised an eyebrow at the sight of Rictor knocking back a bottle only a few feet away from him.

"You old enough to drink that shit yet, puppy?"

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Ric turned to look at Victor, offered him a stupid smile as he noted the lack of a shirt, before tipping his head back and finishing the bottle of beer.

"Well in comparison to you old timer probably not! Is your eye sight that bad you can't see I'm back to normal?" Ric chuckled to himself, setting the empty bottle down and trying to pick up a new beer but missing the bottle a couple of times before he got a firm grip. He's been knocking back shots before the beers and the fuzzy, warm feeling was starting to settle in.

"Want one?" Holds out the bottle as he leans against the wall, that lazy grin on his face.

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He laughed, reaching out for the bottle and flipping off the cap with a claw before raising it to his mouth for a swig, drinking the stuff down as if it were water. It would have about the same effect on him as if it were, anyway.

"Are you forgettin' that everyone's a kid to me, runt?" he grinned, ruffling the younger man's hair. It was unusual to see him in such a good mood - it would've been fair to assume from his lack of shirt and his broad grin that someone got some with Emma last night. "So what's this all about? Is it your birthday, or did your balls finally drop?"

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Ducking out of Victor's grasp Ric tried to straighten his hair, giving Victor a look of disdain but still grinning the whole time. "Alright keep your hands to yourself. Anyone would think you were jealous of my hair or something

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*Tristan exited his room and was about to head for a shower when he spotted Ric. He wandered over.*

Having fun?

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*Ric nodded as he took a mouthful of beer* Yup! You could say that. Celebrating the lead up to christmas, seeing as we aren't likely to get many christmas decorations or celebrations with Stryker in charge.

*Not to mention Ric had plans to take a short break off of camp over the Christmas period because in his eyes Stryker owed him and Martini*

How are you?

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*Tristan chuckled.*

That's for damn sure.

*He shrugged.*

I'm good.

*He was a little down after his and Bradley's talk, but in the end it was is decision and he was happy with it.*

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*Ric nodded unsure what to say seeing as Tristan didn't seem in a talkative mood and he was more than happy drinking his beer and watching the world go by*

You heading to the showers or somewhere else?

*It looked like that was where he had been heading but really the alcohol was starting to hinder his ability to fully form coherent ideas*

[intangibleuse]

Kat was in the mess hall when the door between the halls swung open and she spotted Ric. With a beer. Grinning, she made her way to the door and stepped through it, ignoring the startled look from the guard doing his rounds.

Walking up to Ric with a smirk, she tilted her head towards the beer. "Where'd you manage to find that?"

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"Define find." Ric swayed a little as he spoke, he'd steadily worked through most of the beers he had stock piled now and was onto the last six, not to mention everything else he had been steadily drinking throughout the evening. If Kat was really lucky she was going to have the task of helping Ric back to his room, which was really only a few feet away but to Ric is was like miles.

"Would you like one Miss Ghost?" He leant forward and only just about managed to keep upright, having to wave an arm rather dramatically before flopping back against the wall with a smirk. He was wasted. Absolutely wasted.

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Kat's eyebrow fairly well crawled into her hair and she considered him for a moment.

"You've tied more than one on, haven't you Ric?" she asked. He fairly well reeked of alcohol and she stepped closer, shaking her head. Reaching for his beer, she chuckled.

"Any point in getting this absolutely hammered?" she asked, reaching out to steady him.

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"Who me? Hammered? Nahhh." He hiccuped at the end of the 'ahhhhh' part, relinquishing his bottle to Kat and leaning heavily against her as she went to steady him.

"I'm drunk because of Las Posa... Los Posi... Las Posadas." He finally got his words out, slurred and eyes unfocused. "It's religious don't you know Miss Ghost, oh so pretty and fun... yeah fun."

Leaning in to kiss Kat he ended up planting a sloppy kiss against her cheek and then grinning at her broadly. "You wanna join in?"