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Post by Angelus on Jun 8, 2009 14:48:07 GMT -5
*Angelus, who had no idea what he was drinking finished his drink and ordered another one, it came soon in which he gulped down another one... now, he was beginning to get drunk, even with only two cups of slight alcohol.*
*He rocked back and forth trying to keep his balance.*
Angelus: You know... you're like my best friend... *He said, through his voice you could clearly tell he was drunk.*
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Jun 8, 2009 19:42:55 GMT -5
Alexander raised an eyebrow as Angelus started rocking back and forth, spluttering out things like he was his best friend and the like. It was all talk Alexander had heard before, obviously from different people. Some of those men did some awfully strange things after that, however...
Things that Alexander vowed to forget, that is.
He tried to shake it off by chuckling a bit at Angelus, leaning back a little on his stool as he watched him.
"You...don't drink too often, do you?" he said through an amused grin.
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Post by Angelus on Jun 9, 2009 17:17:00 GMT -5
Angelus: Nope... heheheheheheheh. *he laughed a bit falling to the floor.* I... think I'm drunk.
*He clearly can't hold his alcohol.*
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Jun 10, 2009 8:59:11 GMT -5
Alexander's eyes widened as Angelus fell out of his chair and to the floor. For a moment he was afraid that the man had hurt himself but upon closer inspection, he seemed to be doing fine. Alexander then quickly threw some coins down onto the counter as he rose from his seat, coming around to help Angelus get back to his feet.
"I'd say you might be right, and I know just what'll fix that. Good ol' sleep, and maybe something to eat," Alexander smiled, taking Angelus' arm and throwing it over his shoulders to support him, "come on, man, you'll come back to my place and we'll rest you up, alright? I'm not letting you drink and fly, you know, 'cause friends don't let friends fly drunk."
With that being said, Alexander slowly tried turning Angelus around and headed for the door.
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Post by Angelus on Jun 11, 2009 12:32:47 GMT -5
Angelus: What are you talking about, I'm fine... *he pushed him away stumbled back right into a table with two girls sitting there.* whoa... how did I get here...?
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Jun 11, 2009 12:44:25 GMT -5
Alexander was surprised to be pushed back and he blinked at Angelus, shocked for a brief moment as the man stumbled into the table where the girls were. Funny enough, Alexander didn't worry about the ladies at the moment, he was hoping to just get Angelus up and out of here safely before something really bad happened.
"Angelus," Alexander approached him again slowly, holding out his hand, "give me your keys give me your hand, we'll look after you - I can't let you go out on your own like this. I think we're upsetting the women here, and upsetting women is a bad thing."
And then of course he had to give the ladies his trademark grin. Hurrah for brownie points!
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Post by Angelus on Jun 12, 2009 11:31:47 GMT -5
*Angelus gave him his hand and let him pull him up and walk out before anything else happened.*
Angelus: Hey... who wants to go for some flapjacks? *Angelus asked, his demon sword hanging loosely from his side.*
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Jun 12, 2009 12:19:07 GMT -5
Alexander gave a short sigh of relief as he walked Angelus out of the bar and back down the beach towards the Solar Castle. He chuckled as Angelus blabbered away and kept shifting his weight around to ensure that the other man would not entirely lose his balance and fall over.
"Flapjacks, huh? Mind if I ask what these flapjacks are?"
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Post by Angelus on Jun 14, 2009 19:15:20 GMT -5
Angelus: It's full of goodness, and greatness and... and... *with that he closed his eyes, his legs weakening.* Lot's of... goodness
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Jun 15, 2009 15:34:21 GMT -5
"Goodness and greatness, huh? Sounds good, you'll have to--h-hey!!"
Alexander noticed that as Angelus' legs weakened, he seemed to droop slightly. He quickly moved to put most of the man's weight onto his shoulders and back and continued trudging through the sand and up the hills to the castle.
"Holy cow, Angelus, you're heavy...what gives, you have the muscle mass of a horse..."
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Post by Angelus on Jun 16, 2009 8:21:17 GMT -5
*Angelus answered when he started snoring, his body giving out making him fall to the ground.*
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Post by alexanderthegreat on Jun 16, 2009 16:54:30 GMT -5
Alexander blinked. "You're kidding me, right?!" he yelled as he looked down at the now-sleeping Angelus. He took a quick look around before looking back down at the passed-out man, and after another long moment's hesitation he shrugged and then proceeded to scoop the much-more-muscular man than he into his arms bridal-style and continued towards the castle.
"Don't worry, man, I'll look after you," Alexander said with a smile as he started up the long steps to the front doors of the castle, servants and guards stopping to take a long, awkward look at their king carrying a man about his age into the castle. His advisor, Holmes, was of course the bold one to make the joke.
"Sir, I know your father's death was hard and you must miss him but uh...I don't think swinging this way is quite what you need to fill that 'manly companion' gap..." as the advisor chuckled, several of the servants hid their faces and their amused grins. Alexander rolled his eyes and gave them a smile that was just as sarcastic as his tone of voice as he responded to them.
"Ha ha, you guys. Anyone else care to take a shot because it's a guy in my arms instead of a woman?" he gave a serious look to Holmes then, "seriously, have a guest room ready, the guy's not feeling well. Pass all of this information along the castle: his name is Angelus, if anyone but me asks if you know him you've never heard of him, and he gets treated by all of you like he's...uh...I dunno, my brother or something just as important but not me. You all hear?"
Of course, no one understood why their king would order such a thing, but nonetheless they all obliged and Angelus was promptly fitted into a luxurious guest room for the evening.
...And Alexander sat up all night interrogating his kitchen servants about flapjacks and what they were made of and why they were so great and good. It turned out people liked to eat them for breakfast, so that is what they decided to serve Angelus in the morning when he woke up.
((you want to keep going from here or shall we finish? xDD))
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Post by Angelus on Jun 17, 2009 9:40:58 GMT -5
[We can end here if you want.]
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