Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost, 'Who put these bodies between us?'

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[Hei and Misaki are at the bar, because apparently that the Place To Be for disfunctional couples. But they aren't hanging all over each other, flirting, kissing, or talking about the kids. They are sitting as far apart as possible while still remaining in the same space. Misaki sits in a booth, flushed, staring into space. Hei is at the bar facing the opposite direction, drink in hand. Bandaged hand; he appears to have torn it up rather badly.


Reality sucks sometimes.]





[[Experiment end]]

Comments

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Not much used to drinking yourself stupid, are you?

[contract_star]

Shut up. [Keeps at the glass of tequila because he's stubborn.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Complies, for once, content to simply watch the proceedings]

[contract_star]

[Finishes off the tequila and almost drops onto the bar. He manages to reach around and pull out a new bottle, again not looking at the label (it's Jack Daniels :|). He fills up his glass.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

You know at this rate you aren't going to last much longer. What fun is there in passing out so quickly?

[contract_star]

What exactly do you think I'm trying to do here? [Drinks half the glass and immediately regrets it, muttering something in Mandarin that's probably a curse.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Crowley rolls his eyes]

The point is not to pass out immediately, it's to reach that level of intoxication where you're so blindingly drunk you don't notice the world around you—and then stay that way for as long as possible.

[He nods back over one shoulder]

Misaki's got it about right, take a note from her.

[contract_star]

[Turns to look over at Misaki and almost falls off his stool. He quickly turns back.]

You're the expert, I take it?

[Drinks a little slower.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[Notices the almost-falling-off-stool bit]

See, you're getting there.

And I never claimed to be, but I've done my fair share.

[contract_star]

Hm. [Fiddles with his glass a bit.]

Hope you've been taking notes. Good way to break someone, give them something like a daughter and then take her away.

[Where the hell did that come from? Hei shakes his head a little and drains the glass, because now he really does just want to pass out.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[...Crowley resists the impulse to tell Hei to go fuck himself, and that he does know what that feels like. His jaw tightens for a moment but he lets it go.]

I'm not in the business of breaking people. We've got plenty of others far better at that than I am.

[He finishes the last of his wine and stands]

I'll leave you to it then, shall I?

[contract_star]

[Hei doesn't even seem to notice that Crowley is leaving.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[The demon throws a hand up in a little nonchalant wave and saunters away]