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Post by Jeanneandheralters on Jan 30, 2009 22:33:39 GMT
Rude was possibly now very drunk. Apparently ordering random drinks was not the way to go about things when Tifa manned the bar. Or womanned? Yes, womanned.
Manned the bar was most likely a very masculine thing and Tifa wasn't a man. Unless those were implants... maybe they were. Reno had thought they were at one point, something about them getting smaller... the red head had probably been drunk. Then again Rude was drunk and the items in question were not shrinking.
Rude decided his tie was a bit tight and promptly threw it at his partner. Whatever he'd ordered last time had improved his aim, the tie landed in the fire. Wait... fire? Reno wasn't on fire was he? Sliding his shades down some, Rude attempted to figure out whether this was the case as he drank another drink.
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Post by mintbanana on Jan 30, 2009 22:35:21 GMT
Okay, there was no way Rufus and Reeve were having more fun now.
But there was one eensy little problem.
"You spilled my drink." she pouted again. "Make it up to me."
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Post by fearandloathing on Jan 30, 2009 22:42:48 GMT
Rufus realized the situation was getting wildly out of control. Now someone was removing his trousers. This was going too far! What was this sick, sick game they were playing?!
"This..." He looked around wildly and noticed Reeve and his... whatever, were heaving in a heap on the floor. What kind of a party was this?!
"Enough, stop, stop!" he begged, struggling. "It was curiosity! One night! Nothing more! Stop this!" Whoever was trying to remove his trousers had cold hands, and Rufus didn't like it. He also didn't like Reno moaning below him and muttering 'oh baby' in some kind of terrifying drunken-dream. This was NOT A GOOD SITUATION.
Rufus needed a drink. He scrabbled out of the dog-pile being built around him and dragged himself up to the bar.
"I n-n-need..." he stuttered. "I n-n-n-eed a-a-a d-d-d-d-dri--" Tifa put something in front of him before he could even finish the word. Thankfully, the drink was something he could finish.
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Post by Kisara Strife on Jan 30, 2009 22:48:05 GMT
Elena giggled widly into her drink as she turned back around to faceTifa, locking gazes with amused barmaid for a second, before lapsing back into an uncontrolable giggle fit as Rufus solidly knocked back his drink.
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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 30, 2009 22:48:25 GMT
Reeve clearly remembered that the only surefire way to make up to a co-ed whose drink you just spilled was to properly clean it up ... with your tongue.
Several drops of alcohol had splashed upon Yuffie's bare shoulder. He wasted no time in lapping it up. And it tasted good mixed with that body spray she always wore.
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Mystic's note: Uh, how far are taking this guys? ;D
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Post by Shagi Tigori on Jan 30, 2009 22:55:52 GMT
Genesis pouted like a small child when Rufus pulled away. All he had wanted to do was set fire to every one's pants. Pants were sacrifices to the Goddess and only his were unfit to be given as a sacrifice! He growled softly and tried to light Rufus' pants on fire while he was still wearing them. He then went over to Elena after her pants as well. He had a impish grin accenting his devilish eyes. "Infinite in Mystery is the Pants of the Goddess..."
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Post by mintbanana on Jan 30, 2009 23:02:01 GMT
Yuffie giggled and let Reeve lick her shoulder, but then pulled away at the last minute, wobbling to a vaguely upright position and sort of falling onto the bar.
"Tifa, hey Tifa. Need a drink. Wan' more funny sugar-make-head-fuzzy-nice stuff, mmmkay?"
She looked at Reeve who was still lying on the floor.
"He wants... He wants... something. Else. Mmmble."
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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 30, 2009 23:06:39 GMT
Darnit, his inner frat boy started to sob. His girl left. "Yuffie," he moaned from the floor, "I WANNA CUDDLE!"
He sat up and leaned his head on the couch. "Can I get some rum? That sounds good."
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Post by mintbanana on Jan 30, 2009 23:13:31 GMT
"Yeah, well... I WANNA LOLLY!" Yuffie shot back. She had been deeply hurt when he hadn't given her that lolly. She thought. Actually, she couldn't remember if she had or not, but it seemed like it was the right thing to do. The princessly thing to do!
"And I want rum too. Cos I can beat him you know. At, like, ANYTHING. I can drink rum BETTER than he can."
Why was the room turning funny colours?
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Post by Moira Rose on Jan 31, 2009 9:13:53 GMT
Reno liked to look back on that day, and say that it was a helluva fun. Though, truth to be told, it was not.
Being passed out is not the best time for someone to make acute observations, but that really didn't matter. All he knew was that there was a veryveryvery heavy person on him, and it was oddly...drafty in his nether regions. Oh yeah, add loud music to that and not-so-rhythmic stamping of feet.
Wow wow. Stop right there. Drafty? Nether...regions? Holy cow!
His eyes shot fully open. Then immediately closed as a terrible terrible terri-friggin'-ble headache-hangover hit. Groaning in a way that was very wrong in that situation, Reno flopped a rubbery arm over his face to shield it.
"Mother...Gaia...she's come for me. Judgment day!" His inner consciousness screamed for him to repent.
He, in a great feat of strength and, of course, drunkenness, he roused himself, knocked a very indignant Rufus off him, and knelt, right under the disco ball that just so happened to look like something really, really bright, and really, really foreboding. Confessions were in order.
"Gaia! I've sinned! I slept with..." he paused to count, and used up his fingers, and his toes, which were very conveniently out of his shoes. "I dunno...LOADS of girls, and, uh, some guys as well. I've drunk too much tonight and many nights prior to this. I've never taken drugs, but I smoke a helluva lot. And...and...and..." He trailed off as he swayed and fell over to a side, in the middle as Reeve and Yuffie seemed to start dancing around him.
Come to think of it, everyone was dancing. Round and round and round. Things liked circular patterns, he observed. He felt another cold ("oh unforgivingly cold! Merciful Gaia!", he cried.) glass pressed into his hand. Without stopping to drink, he thank. Wait. What?! Without stopping to think, he drank. That's better.
Hmm...The room seemed a lot steadier now. Was someone turning off the lights? He spied a small body in the corner, half-frightened, half-confused. It was a girl. He knew it was. Even though it lacked some...very important features.
"Go to sleep, little girl! Go now! The Unforgiving, Merciful Gaia will -hic- come and get you one day!" His oxymoronic statement slurred as the final curtain fell and he curled up like a baby. How comfortable this floor was...
(Almonds did taste very good. Especially mixed with new leather and whiskey.)
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Post by Lunatic Belle on Jan 31, 2009 10:59:37 GMT
He was tired and wasted. Looking at Reno, who slept on the floor, he wanted to sleep even more. Cait stretched his arm into the air yawning, and Tifa pushed a shot into his paws.
"What the?! I don't waant anything to driiink" he whined, but downed the shot anyways. He knew he'd get a terrible handover tomorrow, but right now he didn't care. He looked around for Marlene, in order to find his crown, he couldn't sleep without it.
"HA! Found it!" he slurred and walked over to Marlene, stepping on Reno's hand. Everything spinned around him and he had n problems with his balance again, but he reached Marlene and her twin sister without falling down - one moment, since when did Marlene have a twin sister!? Who cares... "Soo, which one of you will give me my crowwn?" Cait asked.
Marlene turned right and left to see to whom he was talking besides her "Ehh... Tiifaa? What's wrong with Cait??"
"Oh, nothing, darling, he just wants to kid you. DON'T YOU, CAIT!? Just give him his crown, love" her sweet voice turned into growl as she turned to the robotic Cait and back to angel-like in seconds.
"-hic- yeeessh,-hic- just want too kid you and your twiin -hic-, heheh.."
He took the crown, placed it on his head and looked for a nice place to sleep. Ah, Elena seemed perfect, she would be warm and comfy. Cait jumped in her lap, curled up and sucked at his thumb purring.
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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 31, 2009 16:57:12 GMT
"CUDDLE WITH ME!!!" Reeve pleaded again. He drank his rum and sank back into the couch cushions. "I'm all lonely and cold."
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Post by mintbanana on Jan 31, 2009 18:43:07 GMT
Yuffie considered it briefly.
"You didn't gimme my lolly. And you don't have a shirt. I won't cuddle you if you don't have a shirt. Now could someone tell me why there are fish on the ceiling? Cos that's like... unhygienic or something. And why are people sleeping? You can't sleep at a... a..." She yawned and soldiered on.
"A party. With booze. I wanna nap..."
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Post by MysticSpiritus on Jan 31, 2009 19:18:09 GMT
Reeve hated that yawns were contagious. He yawned as well and hugged the couch pillow. "My shirt is gone," he pouted. "And the lolly is ... in my desk."
He gave the puppy dog eyes. "Please someone cuddle with me?"
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Post by Shagi Tigori on Jan 31, 2009 19:24:46 GMT
Genesis let out a small yawn before turning his drunken stupor to Reeve. "The Goddess will cuddle for pants!" He giggled some more as he fell backwards, grabbing the stool that Elena and Cait were on, causing it to tip onto himself as he fell. His drink fell to the side, lost from him as he hit the ground with a thud.
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