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I'm trying hard not to be ashamed

Jun 28, 2009 22:46

Characters: Dist, Jade
Rating: Um. PG?
Summary: Dist wakes up in a strange place. How much did he drink last night, again?
Location: Jade's house
Date/Time: June 19th, around noon
Status: Ongoing

( not to know the name of who is waking up beside me )

dist, jade curtiss, !in progress

Comments 30

brilliantdesign July 1 2009, 23:23:09 UTC

"Nnn." Dist uncurled slightly, wincing when he opened his eyes, but it didn't hurt quite as badly as it had earlier. "She has to give it back. It has my-- ...things in it." He'd seemed to figure out that louder voices meant more pain and had adjusted accordingly, although how long that would last once he was feeling better was anyone's guess. He sat up, slowly, one eye still squeezed shut against the light ( ... )

noncute_jade July 3 2009, 01:54:42 UTC

"How did she get your coat, anyway?" Jade had to ask, although he wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know. He tended to avoid the subject - or even the thought - of Dist undressing rather studiously, but he couldn't help but wonder. "And what did you have in it?"

...of all the subjects Dist could have chosen to criticize him on, Jade could only raise an eyebrow when he chose his attire. Really, did Dist have any right to talk when it came to clothing choice? "I was on duty, so naturally I was wearing my uniform," he replied. He didn't go into what he wore when off-duty, because that was inviting an argument; truthfully he didn't often wear civilian clothing anymore. It seemed so impractical compared to clothes designed for the things he usually found himself doing - and it provided a psychological advantage that he was loath to give up.

brilliantdesign July 5 2009, 05:07:25 UTC

Dist took a careful sip of coffee; he'd never actually had any before, and wasn't sure what to expect. After determining that it wasn't going to leap out of the cup and latch onto his face, he took a couple aspirin off the tray. "I took it off so it wouldn't get vomit on it," he explained, swallowing a couple of the tablets along with a mouthful of coffee. "That incorrigible savage had already thrown beer all over it; I didn't want to make it worse. She took my wallet out and paid for everything - without my permission - and then never gave it back." He was sulking hilariously, a definite throwback to when they were children. "She'd better clean it for me," he muttered, almost - but not quite - pouting.

noncute_jade July 5 2009, 06:07:28 UTC

"She threw beer on you?" Now Jade was beginning to regret not being there. A beer-soaked Dist sounded quite amusing; he'd probably made a sound like a wet cat. That Ema had then paid for everything with Dist's wallet, and taken his coat home...well, Jade felt almost impressed. Quite a lot to accomplish in one night while drunk. "So help me follow you, Dist - Miss Skye encouraged you to drink yourself into a vomiting stupor, threw beer on you, paid for both your drinks with your money, and stole your coat. And you think you won some sort of victory at some point...?"

brilliantdesign July 5 2009, 06:20:16 UTC

"Shut up! She's evil and I hate her! And she'd better not read my journal!" He whined slightly, rubbing at his temple with the hand that wasn't currently holding the coffee cup. What sort of cruel joke was it, that he couldn't talk without being in pain?

He paused, slightly, as what he said caught up with him. "Not that there's anything bad in it," he added hastily. "Because there isn't. But she'd still better leave it alone."