010 - No Time like the Present

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Firo paces the plane, looking rather upset and very drunk. He's still got the bottle of Gimbus the Doctor gave him--good going, Doc--and every once in a while he takes a pull from it.]

How could he not... I mean, there has to be something. This can't just be... out of nowhere. It's not. A reason, a cause...

[Swig. He sways and nearly falls over. Yeah, Firo hasn't been this hammered in quite a while.]


[[OOC: Firo experiment, start! It's going to build gradually for the next few days, probably peaking on Friday afternoon or Saturday.]]

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[contract_star]

[Well this can't be good.] ...Firo?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Stops and squints at him blearily.] Oh. S'you.

[contract_star]

Me.

Did something happen?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Somethin's always happenin. [Shoves his hat back on his head and stares out at the stars.] Goddamn. The view 's nice here.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Hm... Are you okay?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Dandy. [Swig.]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

So... Recreational drinking?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Yup. [Swaaaying.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

...You smell a bit different today, Firo.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

'magine I do.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Walks closer to him, sniffing.] Something is changing. Something very subtle.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

That's the sort of thing that is required in this situation, don't you understand? [When he speaks, it's crisp and clear. He blinks and staggers and glares at Amaterasu.] S' none of your bus...business.

[clayfireworks.livejournal.com]

[Deidara is here! ...To laugh at you.]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Glaring. Just glaring.]

[clayfireworks.livejournal.com]

[Heeheehee] The fuck happened to you, that you've gotta drown yourself in that?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

None f'your goddamn business.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Cautious Angela is cautious. She approaches him with a worried look on her face. ] Firo..?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Damn. He takes a step away from her, sways a bit, then turns to walk away.] I don't... you shoulden... Didn' want you to see me this way. [The walking thing? Not working so well at the moment.]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Hey, you've seen me in worse ways. [ She slides an arm behind his back to support him. ] Slow down there, wobbly.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Did something happen?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Somethin'salways happening. [He scrubs a hand through his hair and knocks his hat off.]

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

[Picks up the hat] Why are you trying to get drunk?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[And this would be Ianto trying to take the bottle off you, Firo.]

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[He jerks away, hard enough to almost overbalance.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Yep- you've definitely had too much.] Not planning on drinking the rest of that, are you?