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Apr 29, 2010 10:55:21 GMT -5
Post by Zephel on Apr 29, 2010 10:55:21 GMT -5
Zephel's immense uncharacteristic laughter faded into slow chuckles after a few moments, those slow fading laughter sounded kind of diabolical in a way somehow. "Hahahah...heh heh....heh." Slowly, but surely, the silver-haired pulled himself to sit up, his lips curled into a permanent smirk, with his cheeks flushed crimson by the alien alcohol he unknowingly drank.
At the sight of Kida, he sat still, only his eyes are a bit wavering, almost seeming like staring right through her. Then, Zeph closed his eyes, pressed his palms against the floor and stood up to his full height, miraculously not even swaying. Though, he hadn't realized one of his palms are seriously bleeding, pierced by the glass shards of the broken wine bottle while he pushed himself up. There's a different glint in his eyes now, definitely, and that smirk never left his face.
Almost like...he's not Zephel at all.
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May 2, 2010 23:14:35 GMT -5
Post by Kida on May 2, 2010 23:14:35 GMT -5
"O...Kay..." It was freakish. Beyond strange. Just because her brain couldn't manage to understand, Kida decided to try and pretend nothing had happened. It was easy to distract herself when she noticed that Zephel had blood on his hand. "Jesus, Zeph, you're bleeding."
With out waiting to ask, Kida took his hand and examined it. The cut didn't look that bad to her from what she could see. But that was little considering the blood. How some small cuts could bleed so much were beyond her, but Kida could tell it probably stung like a bitch. "Here, we'll get you a kerchief or something to clean it up."
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May 3, 2010 14:20:15 GMT -5
Post by Zephel on May 3, 2010 14:20:15 GMT -5
Zeph cornered his eyes towards the dripping blood from his palm, then sharply shot a glare at Kida once she took a hold of his bloody hand. With that smirk implanted on his face, completed with his naturally red irises, he does seem rather...threatening.
The silver-haired didn't say anything however, and only muttered out a barely audible, "Heh.." He didn't seem to notice the pain at all, and he didn't even seem to care that Kida's examining it, what matters to him now is...well...for the first time ever in his life, nothing.
Rules and discipline seems to be fading out from him the more he tries to think about it, and his visions are starting to get cloudy, though he still has at least a bit of control of his own severely damaged receptors. Without much of a second thought, or...any thought for that matter, Zeph's bloody hand escaped from Kida's grip and clutched onto her lower jaw. His blood had dripped its way down Kida's neckline and onto her shirt.
He towered over her, his smile seeming to have cease down slightly as Zephel -yes, Zeph the virgin snob- advanced closer to Kida, and would you believe it, forced a rough albeit surprisingly passionate kiss to her lips. Much to his more aware subconscious's dismay...but of course, that's outside of his contact at the moment.
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May 4, 2010 0:31:15 GMT -5
Post by Kida on May 4, 2010 0:31:15 GMT -5
Where in the hell was she going to find a kerchief in a bar? Maybe the barkeep would be so kind. Or that waitress. Kida was looking around and noticed a different girl rushing over with some towels to clean up. Aha. They would borrow one of the towels if they could, it shouldn't be too much trouble.
Kida had been completely ignoring Zephel himself, probably because her brain was still working out that freakish laugh she'd heard. Then his hand suddenly wasn't in hers and it was clutching her jaw. "Gah! Zeph, what the--hey!" The words came out some what distorted from the way he was holding, and she held onto his wrist. The look in his eye silenced her. Kida had never seen Zephel look so...wicked. It shocked her. So much so that even while part of realized he was bleeding on her, the rest of her could do nothing about it.
What came next made her entire mind go blank. Kida had been kissed before, sure, and by more than one or two men over the years. But this was different. First of all because she wasn't kissing back. Kida was simply standing there, receiving the onslaught that he lips were delivering to hers. Wide eyed, like a deer caught in the headlights, Kida didn't know what to do.
He tasted like the wine, so oblivious he was, what....drunk? Couldn't be. He'd barely had a bottle! DAMN IT KIDA THATS NOT THE PART TO FOCUS ON NOW! she screamed at herself. With one shift motion she pushed Zephel away. Not very hard, but she was already proud of herself for being able to do that much.
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May 5, 2010 12:37:00 GMT -5
Post by Zephel on May 5, 2010 12:37:00 GMT -5
All sense of space and time had entirely escaped from Zephel's awareness as his lips were parted away from hers forcefully. His head is spinning and all he can see around him are blurs of light. His grip onto Kida's face was released and Zeph tottered to the back a bit by the lost of stability Kida had provided him with.
He dragged himself unsteadily backwards, threatening to fall anytime, but then caught himself against the wall with his upper body leaning on it. He could feel his head is getting painfully heavy by the moment, and his mind is whirling. Slowly, Zeph pulled back his head until his silver hair touched the wall, and leaned his head against it too. A sore groan was heaved out from his throat as he slowly slides himself down against the wall.
So now not only his head feels heavy, his body is weighting him down just as much, if not, more.
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May 5, 2010 22:10:44 GMT -5
Post by Kida on May 5, 2010 22:10:44 GMT -5
Twitch.
That...that...BASTARD! After assaulting her mouth like that he didn't even have the decency to stand up straight so she could kick his ass?! No fucking way! "Damnit, Zephel, on your feet NOW!" Of course he just wasn't getting up.
Kida had the urge to spit. A lot. Zephel had left the taste of wine in her mouth and wine was by no means her kind of drink. She gagged a little before she could stop herself. Leave to this guy, Zephel of all people, to get drunk on so little. It hadn't even been hard liquor! It was a testament to how much she liked Zephel (when he's being normal) that she didn't crush him under her boot right there.
Instead Kida took a moment to try and gather her composure. Breathe, breathe....don't drown him, don't drown him.... It was at that moment that she realized a whole lot of people were staring at them. Fantastic. Without asking, Kida took a small towel from the employee who had come to clean up the mess. She dabbed at her shirt, but she was too late, Zephel's blood was already smeared there on the white.
Grinding her teeth she bent down and tied it around Zeph's hand. It looked like she was in for another bout of carrying Zephel after all. This time though she was going to drop him not-so-gently at his destination. Oh and she was going to be extra cheerful and loud when he woke up with his hang over. Zephel was going to see the wrath of Kida for damn sure.
"C'mon, You Goddamn drunk. I'm taking you to a room to sleep this off before you pass out here." Or go after that first waitress they had been trying to save. What kind of screwed up karma was that anyway?
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May 6, 2010 15:24:40 GMT -5
Post by NPC: Male on May 6, 2010 15:24:40 GMT -5
"Hold on, missy!" The large barman from before hollered out. After taking his time getting around to exit his place behind the bar, Kurt -that's his name- rushed over with long strides to the black-haired woman.
"I've called the police. That man you just hit is actually a drug dealer wanted from another country." He knelt over to the broken glass shards of the wine bottle Zephel had had. "Well, not him.." Kurt glanced over to Zephel, then cocked his head to the unconscious Wayne there, "Him."
Picking up a large shard of glass that still has a little bit of wine inside it, Kurt lifted it up carefully to store it safely for when the cops arrive. "I heard he exports a type of drug that stimulates sexual urges. And I'm afraid to say this, but he may used it in this...wine."
The barman stood, staring at Zephel for a while, then turns to Kida. "You might want to put some distance between you and your buddy there...unless, well, you're his wife, or something."
Though, that's when Kurt saw the towel around Zeph's hand, and Kida tying it. "What...are you doing, missy?"
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May 6, 2010 20:49:08 GMT -5
Post by Kida on May 6, 2010 20:49:08 GMT -5
Zephel was a drug dealer?! What. The. Hell?! Did she know nothing about this guy! Was he--Oh, that guy. Phew As if everything before this hadn't been so freaking crazy, learning that Zephel was a drug dealer would have blown her mind. Good thing he wasn't.
......And the drug super charged the libido. Fantastic.
Did Zephel even have a libido? Well he'd kissed her after all. Kida didn't exactly hide her sexuality, she was very comfortable with who she was. Despite the fact that she'd kissed her fair share of guys the sheer memory of it with Zeph was enough to make her blush. Probably because he had always been a friend until a few seconds ago. Now she had to deal with him being horny. Fantastic.
"Don't get your panties in a twist, Liquor-man, I'm borrowing it. And if you're gonna stand there like an asshole and seriously tell me I have to pay for it after saving one of your staff from a known criminal...you're gonna get a fist in the mouth." Her patience was running low so she wasn't about to waste any on this guy. Kida still had to get Zeph to a room.
She gave him a light smack to the face to see if he was conscious. "You there?" Kida sighed before starting to pull him up and using herself to support him. "C'mon."
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May 8, 2010 11:50:15 GMT -5
Post by Zephel on May 8, 2010 11:50:15 GMT -5
Zephel could barely keep his eyes open as he stayed on the floor, oblivious to what is happening around him. With the support of the wall, Zeph is able to at least pull his head from leaning against it, and tries to see this blurry figure in front of him. The slap she gave him made him a little conscious now, though he barely could feel that Kida's pulling him up.
The weird concoction of wine plus drug is definitely flaring inside Zeph's system, as when the silver-haired realized its a woman in front of him, he literally pushed himself off of the wall, and lunged right into poor Kida.
The next scene unfolds with Zeph's body crushing Kida's small frame under him, but this time, with lacking calculation thankfully, his lips had missed the mark and rests on her hair now, barely touching her forehead.
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May 8, 2010 11:51:55 GMT -5
Post by NPC: Male on May 8, 2010 11:51:55 GMT -5
"No, no, that's not at all what I meant, missy." He didn't even have the chance to explain himself when the drunk man fell over her...literally. Kurt closed his eyes and sighed, "THIS, is what I'm worried about, actually."
With one of his hand occupied handling the glass shard with the wine sample in it, Kurt took a strong hold of Zephel's arm and easily pull the man up single-handedly -as expected from his large brawny arm-, then settles Zeph against the wall like he just lifted and lean a long plank of wood.
"Get up, lass. And stay away from him, he's not himself." Kurt reminded, after he pulls Kida up on her feet too, again with one arm. The barman paused for a bit, looking at Zeph, then to Kida, then back to Zeph. "Fine... I can lend you a room for the night. But not without proper a proper chaperon."
"JOE!!! Joe..! C'mere, lad, there's a crucial task I need ya to do!" His voice thundered the whole bar like he just screamed through a megaphone. The only one who isn't covering their ears, and the only one cheerfully humming to himself in the room and oblivious of the scene that unfold just now, was Joe.
Joe turned, his ears occupied by a pair of earphones, and by the sight of the barkeep's glare at him, quickly pulls it out of his ears and stuff it in his apron pocket. He wears a waiter suit, but unlike any of ther other waiters, he wears a bandanna that covers the top of his head and most of his hair, though it didn't seem like that bandanna makes him look odd. It actually fits perfectly with his waiter suit color tone.
He was busy wiping a table and had his back turned to the event the whole entire time. That's why when he slowly walked over to Kurt, his eyes are busy absorbing every bit of misplaced...thing, around the area. "Okay, what...the hell...happened?"
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May 9, 2010 1:48:51 GMT -5
Post by Kida on May 9, 2010 1:48:51 GMT -5
"Well--aaaah!" Kida had been looking at the barman when suddenly she was taken to the floor. Zeph was like a big sack of potatoes on top of her. Except for potatoes didn't have lips that were looking for hers. Good Lord. This was going to be a long freaking night. "Jesus, Zeph, get a goddamn hold of yourself."
Kida jerked herself free of the big guy once after he dragged her up. Not that she didn't appreciate help, she just was ticked to begin with and didn't like the way he was choosing to give it. "Good. I just want--WHAT?!" Chaperon? Chaperon?! No way in goddamn hell! "Excuse me? No. No way. N fucking O. Got it?"
"I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself believe me. And I'd take this guy with raging hormones over some guy I don't even know." It didn't matter if Zephel was a seasoned warrior or if he was a world champion wrestler, right now he was having trouble just standing up straight. If Kida couldn't kick his ass now she was a pitiful excuse for a martial artist.
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May 10, 2010 19:14:11 GMT -5
Post by Takato on May 10, 2010 19:14:11 GMT -5
Takato came in these parts expecting it to be quiet like it always was. This was the quietest place you could come along. No annoying kids roaming around like it was in Sougen. Everyone was too busy hiding underneath the blankets trying to get warm. Or doing the naughty. Takato was stretching as he walked in to bar part of the Inn, And was caught off by surprise when there were alot of people here. Well, No more than normal the unusual part was they were all standing around in a circle watching something. 'What is everyone looking at?' he thought to himself as he made way to the front.
As he was getting closer peaking over shoulders he suddenly heard a very familiar voice. And as if he had heard that voice before he became more curious as to who it was. He finally made it to the front when he realized that it was none other than his 'Love intrest' (As if he could call her anything else)Kida yelling at the top of her lungs at the bartender. Yelling about rather sharing a room with someone who had raging hormones than some guy. Takato looked towards the other guy. What the hell is going on here.
Takato blinked, Who had raging hormones? Niether the silver haired nor the other male looked anything near harmless. One of them could barely seem to stand, and the other looked too gentle. "You can always stay at my place" He said with a devilish grin on his face. At the same time he was keeping both men in eyesight. Any one of them even take a step towards her Takato was going to have something to say about it.
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May 10, 2010 20:56:35 GMT -5
Post by Kida on May 10, 2010 20:56:35 GMT -5
..........
No way. There was just no way. Her luck wasn't that bad! But, of course, when she turned, she saw exactly who she thought she'd see. Takato. Through her teeth she ground, "You don't have a place here..." And if he wasn't careful, with the state she was already in, Kida was liable to go off on him for no apparent reason. Once she calmed down a little she would be able to see that Takato had absolutely nothing to do with what had happened with the drunk criminal. And absolutely nothing to do with drunk Zephel. Or the annoying chaperon-needed-for-the-little-lady bartender.
Then a light bulb went off in her head.
"Yo, barkeep!" she turned back to the gorilla sized man and pointed at Takato. "He can do it. He's a friend of mine and look, he's perfectly sober." Kida turned back to Takato. "Right? You'll do it." Kida sent him an aggressive look that still pleaded PLEEEEEEEEASE!!!!
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May 11, 2010 8:12:14 GMT -5
Post by NPC: Male on May 11, 2010 8:12:14 GMT -5
"Hold the phone...why am I here again??" Asked a very perplexed Joe. He was summoned here in the middle of the crowd, and the chick suddenly commented that she would take up the drunk guy than himself. And being a man early in his adult phase. the images in his head does not look clean.
Kurt, the barkeep, slapped poor Joe on the back and said in his thunderous voice, "Joe is my most trusted employee! He's a bit of a coward, so he won't do anything to you, missy. He'll be the most suited chaperon."
"Say WHAT?!" As bewildered as Kida with the idea, Joe tries not to fall off from the extremely painful smack on his spine before rejecting the barkeep's plight of help. "Do I look like a 30-year-old man to be chaperoning these people to you?! And I am most definitely NOT a coward! ...I just look like one, but I'm not!"
Just when Kurt is about to counter, a voice from the circle of crowd attracted his attention. A young man with blond hair, it seems. And according to how Kida interacted with him, he seems to be an acquaintance of sorts with her. Kurt turned to the black-haired woman as she suggested of her idea, and the large man took a moment to ponder about it.
"Yeah, YEAH! That's good, that's a GOOD idea!" Joe nodded in agreement as he walked over to Takato and pulled the guy to the barkeep. "Look, he DOES look trustworthy, right?? Plus, he's a friend of the girl." The waiter took that moment to turn to Kida and whispered, "Exactly...how many men are you into again?"
"Alright. Alright, fine. But I hope you don't do anything to her, she's been through enough mess tonight." The barkeep glared at Takato before walking off outside the circle of crowd to resume his work. Joe followed behind him afterward, nodding in acknowledgment to both Takato and Kida.
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May 24, 2010 1:51:51 GMT -5
Post by Takato on May 24, 2010 1:51:51 GMT -5
The words Kida spoke kinda hit him hard. He had only just arrived, intending to have a good time and drink when he was bombarded to babysit a drunk dude. But the way she was looking at him with those puppy eyes of hers how could he refuse. It wasn't all bad. The drunk person was eventually going to pass out anyways right? Its not like the guy was going to rape anyone in their sleep.... right? Takato didn't know the guy, but he could obviously tell that he was of no threat. Or atleast... not that he could tell. "Of course I will" Takato said not really sure as to what he had just signed up for.
The barkeeper/manager then spoke as if he were threatening Takato to not give Kida any problems. And who was he to judge? How does he know how he acts around Kida! thats right he dosnt! He let out an offensive growl when he stopped himself. He had won the fight... sorta... Takato looked at the man then back to kida.... then back to the man then back to kida. He has a bad feeling about this. A really bad one. But he put on the playful smile of his. "Dont worry Kida, Taky's here to protect you now" He said wrapping his arm around her.
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