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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[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.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

That is not true, Firo Prochainezo. I consider you a friend--therefore it is my business.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Sits down so he won't fall over.] Jus... go away. Please jus...

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Firo? [Steps closer.] Firo, what is happening to you?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

S' nothing, all right? [He waves his hat at her, like he's trying to shoo off a stray.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She grabs the hat in her teeth and pulls it away from him, tossing it aside.] Oh, stop it. You are intoxicated, your scent is changing and you are speaking words that are not your own. I am not a fool, Firo Prochainezo. Don't tell me that this is nothing.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Changing? It's changing? [He digs a hand into her fur, sort of hanging on her]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Lets him.] It is difficult to describe. As if all that stolen time in you is becoming jumbled.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Stolen? But I didden mean to. [Smushing his face into her fur.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

No, I know you didn't. You are not the one who did the stealing, I think, not really. Nevertheless, that stolen time is starting to twist and turn on its own.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Flopped on her now.] My head... s' killing me... thought that stuff the Doctor had might make it go away...

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Sighs.] Alcohol does little to drown troubles; troubles know how to swim, you see. [She lies down slowly so that he can rest his head on her.] Tea might help with the pain. Shall I fetch you some?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Zonking out a bit on you, Ammy.]

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[Sighs and smiles a bit.] That works too~