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[joie_devivre]

She still had some left. There was something about wine casks that made that easy, that the other room in her treehouse resembled a winery

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[pokerplayereyes]

"Oh, gods."

He'd found her by accident. He'd woken and been unable to get back to sleep beside Rogue, and had decided to walk up to the compound to get a shower and the fixings for breakfast. He hadn't been looking for her but, once he'd found her, it wasn't easy to leave.

"Whatcha doin', darlin'?"

[joie_devivre]

"Lying here." She hiccuped again, not even bothering to look at him, or wipe the tears off her cheeks.

"What's it look like?" She waved the wineskin at him. "Want a drink?"

[pokerplayereyes]

Ned leaned on his elbows on the side of the trampoline, watching her with no discernable expression on his face. He shook his head when she offered him the wine skin.

"You wanna cover up some?"

[joie_devivre]

She half tugged down the tank top that'd riden up, not really caring that the only thing covering her hips was a pair of underwear. They were black, and more then walking around naked.

She stared up at the clouds, closing her eyes like they hurt somehow. "What d'you want, Ned?"

[patriotqueen]

When Guy say Shady and she looked definitely drunk, he decided that she was full of good ideas and approached to join her. Today was a nice sunny day to spend drunk.

Then he heard her, low hiccuping voice. "Is the wine that bad?" He asked.

[joie_devivre]

"It's excellent." She laughed then, not even bothering to sit up. "I've got casks of it- Best wine you've tasted in a long time." She tugged down her shirt just a little reflexively, before waving the wine skin at him, without even sitting up.

"Come up? You can have some."

[patriotqueen]

Guy nodded and came up. One doesn't say no to wine. "So, who's the stupid idiot?" He asked bluntly.

[joie_devivre]

"What stupid idiot? Me?" She passed him the wineskin, missing his hand more then once.

"'M a stupid idiot a lot of the time."

[stoicsidekick]

The texture of the world had changed since he had last seen her. He wasn't precisely happier since that day he had spent chopping down half the island's trees - he was still too uncertain, too confused for that - but the road ahead wasn't quite so bleak.

So Bush felt a pang of guilt as he saw her there. "Not the best place to be lying about," he observed quietly, though he kept his distance.

[joie_devivre]

"I think-" She paused, enough to tug down her shirt and scrub at her cheeks. "I think that it's an excellent place to be. It's flat." She wasn't slurring her words, but that was only from four hundred years of practice.

[stoicsidekick]

"Don't look very comfortable," Bush pointed out, cocking his head to the side. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, trying not to let his worry show. "I think you'd like your own bed better, mm?"

[joie_devivre]

"It's flat. Bed or ground or bouncy thing, it doesn't really matter." It was flat, which stopped the world from spinning when she was upright.

She maybe had a little more to drink.

And then a little more.

"'Sides, can't get up the ladder, I don't think. What do you think?"

[red_ponytail]

This seemed to be a trend, Bill noticed, with Shady and the drinking, and he was starting to get pretty bloody concerned. "Pissing the morning away, are we?" he asked, going to stand next to the trampoline.

[joie_devivre]

That, oddly, is all it took. She didn't know why, didn't know if it was because it was Bill, or because she'd just had enough, but she just covered her eyes with her forearm and started to cry. She stank of wine, and she was more of a mess then he'd ever seen her.

[red_ponytail]

"Oh, shit," Bill swore under his breath. If there was one thing he couldn't stand, it was to see a bird cry, which may or may not have had something vaguely to do with Ginny and always having wanted to beat anyone to a bloody pulp who made her cry.

He hesitated only a moment before scooping her easily into his arms. "Come on," he said softly, starting for her treehouse. "Let's get you home."

[joie_devivre]

Shadow hiccupped, her face against Bill's neck. "Y'don't have too. P-put me down-" Even as she said it, she was clinging to him, her arms around his neck.

She was sobbing, her small body shaking with the tears.