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Post by Kit Livingston on Jan 11, 2010 0:18:23 GMT
He smiled, looking down to the glass and listening to his words washing over him. "I know the exact feeling," he said, his brain's focus lapsing in a moment as he tried the drink. As he drank, thoughts of what he had just said suddenly slipped through. His eyes opened wide and he tried to pull the glass away quickly, managing just to not tip the fiery liquid but only at the expense of his throat. He coughed, not choking but the hot liquid was going down the wrong way and burning, and he grabbing onto the table beside him.
"Oh fuck, did I really just say that?" he said, laughing as he shook his head, and then putting his hand to his mouth. "Oh fuck, and I just swore...Oh Fuck!" he said, closing his eyes and sliding into the seat beside the table. "No more alcohol!" he said in a determined voice, a little loudly.
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Post by Anna Maria Valentine on Jan 11, 2010 0:21:04 GMT
Maria offered her own heart warming smile, though it couldn't compair to her twins. "No one ever does, we're used to it." She explained, leaning against her brother carefully. It was rare to see the two of them apart, it was even rarer to see them sober together. So it was typical that people mistook them for intamite friends rather then twins. Her eyes flashed dangerously, none of the darkness her twin's had. Maria was wilder then both of them, but needed a push to get going.
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Post by Zeke James Vasser on Jan 11, 2010 0:33:15 GMT
For some reason things looked a bit blurry. Everything Kit said seemed hilarious. Zeke was laughing quietly trying to contain himself. "What you don't know how to cuss? Fuck? Fuuuuuuck." He drew the word out laughing a bit at the end. "I think it's a little to late to stop now, same for me." He said sighing calming down. Things still seemed weird; maybe he had more than enough. Heck he did. "So I bet you're ready to dance now hm?" He said raising an eyebrow.
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Post by Kit Livingston on Jan 11, 2010 0:39:02 GMT
Kit whiped his eyes from the tears of laughter that were beginning to fall down his face. He didn't even feel that drunk, just strangely a few seconds behind all of his actions. "I know how to cussss.." he said, slurring the word slightly, "I just prefer not to." he said, lifting himself up shakily, realising that all of his drinks were starting to hit him. "And... I think I'll need a dance, but can I get some water first?" he asked, already stepping towards the bar and hoping that Zeke would come with him.
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Post by Zane Heian Vasser on Jan 11, 2010 0:39:54 GMT
Zane slowly saw one or two resemblances. He smiled. "Well that’s cool I guess." He said with another smile. He had finished off the Lust asking for Envy, what Matt had said before. He turned to them he was beginning to feel light headed already and a bit warm. The music seemed to call him. "So..." He said quietly unsure of what else to say.
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Post by Mathew Antonio Valentine on Jan 11, 2010 0:53:25 GMT
Matt gave another smile off, nodding his head slowly to the beat. "Do you dance?" he asked, giving the bartender an extra tip for the newest beer. Not that he had the money to spare, but it seemed reasonable enough to do. Besides, he was always this nice with woman. Just part of his charm. He took a tiny sip of the beverage, finding it to his liking, before drinking more.
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Post by Zane Heian Vasser on Jan 11, 2010 0:56:17 GMT
"With a few more drinks I do." He said jokingly. He wasn't big on dancing like his brother but with some liquid courage he'd be able to do it. He sipped envy finding the taste unique and delicious all at once, it seemed Matt was right about Envy being his drink. "Do you dance?" He asked back.
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Post by Zeke James Vasser on Jan 11, 2010 1:04:40 GMT
Zeke smile giggling a bit, "Mmkay water than dancing." He stood up a bit more sure-footed; he was able to take alcohol pretty well due to his somewhat excessive use. However Kit didn't look so stable. "Careful there..." He said standing b him in case maybe he tripped. "Someone's not used to this much alcohol eh?" He smiled arriving at the bar asking for some water getting it a bit longer. "There ya go fresh H2O alchohol not included."
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Post by Mathew Antonio Valentine on Jan 11, 2010 1:06:15 GMT
"We both dance." His speak wasn't impaired like most peoples were becoming. Alcohol didn't effect him like it did everyone else, he was used to handling more liquid then deemed suitable. Already he'd downed the beer and was asking for Pride and Greed, wanting their sharp and spicy goodness to envelop him.
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Post by Kit Livingston on Jan 11, 2010 1:14:55 GMT
He took the glass in both hands, taking large sips greedily. It was warm, but he hadn't really expected much less from the busy looks on the staff faces. He was tempted to ask for ice, and maybe a colder glass, remembering that the money Crys had left him with was still burning in his pocket, but he decided that it was more than suitable as it was. He didn't want to be a burden. "I did tell you I rarely go out..." he said, the worst of it over and the water working miracles.
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Post by Zane Heian Vasser on Jan 11, 2010 1:21:01 GMT
Zane wasn't used to large amounts of alcohol already feeling himself lose control. "Uhm water please..." He asked the bartender. No more drinks until much later tonight. Zane closed his eyes opening them too look at the two. Gulping down the water he felt better but knew he was only diluting the alcohol it would get him eventually. "Hm well then why don't you dance?" He said looking at the two.
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Post by Zeke James Vasser on Jan 11, 2010 1:23:50 GMT
Zeke could see his obvious change but knew the water did nothing but dilute the alcohol, it would only take longer to get into his blood stream. "Better?" His hand was on Kit's shoulder in a friendly way, but it was more there in case he feel, he removed it seeing as Kit had regained control. "So then we got water, so is it dance party time?" He said with a grin.
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Post by Kit Livingston on Jan 11, 2010 1:34:51 GMT
He nodded, rolling his eyes slightly at Zeke's excitement for getting to the dance floor, grinning as he slid down from his chair, putting the now empty glass on the bar. "Dancy party time it is." he said wide a warming smile as he put his hands together, looking around him vaguely to try and find the dance floor, all of his actions exaggerated and quite comical.
Sober Kit may have wondered why the boy was wanting him to dance, may have assumed that he was keen to dance with all of the ladies already on the dance floor. Even sober, Kit was essentially naive when it came to gay and bi people, and even then the thought wouldn't have sprung to mind. Drunk Kit, however, didn't think anything at all, except for concerns of the dangerous seesaw of being sober and drunk.
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Post by Zeke James Vasser on Jan 13, 2010 1:52:00 GMT
Zeke grinned downing one last gulp of some sort of clear alcohol, like the one he tried before, it burned going down his throat making his eyes water at the corners and his head feel fuzzy. His first plan was to just dance with a few girls but now things had change, he wasn't quite sure however if this guy was into him so dancing maybe wasn't the best idea. Well it was too late now. They moved through the crowd and onto the pulsing dance floor.
The lights and alcohol made him dizzy he didn't quite know whom he was dancing with things soon became blurry. Music was blasting through some music nearby as he was dancing with a few girls moving back over to Kit "Having fun?" He tried to yell over the music maybe failing miserably. Maybe he was dancing to close to comfort but before he knew it he was with Kit dancing, with him. Zeke was still in a state of blurriness but he knew he was enjoying himself.
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Post by Kit Livingston on Jan 13, 2010 2:00:54 GMT
Kit nodded to him, dancing what little he knew how. His movements were slightly stiff, only freed up enough to dance thanks to the alcohol. He was laughing at himself heartily, finding himself dancing beside Zeke. I must be drunk... a thought came through the blurriness of his mind, reminding him that in this state he could get away with murder. No one knew him, and there was a good chance he would never see any of these people again. He looked around in interest, his eyes casually flicking past all of the men and hovering over the women, just as he had been brought up to believe was right. Maybe it was natural instinct as well to go for women, but he had simply never had the opportunity to look at the same sex in that way.
He smiled and shook his head again, laughing out loud. Zeke was close, probably also feeling too much alcohol running through his system, and Kit was under no inclination to stop someone having fun.
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