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[theguv.livejournal.com]

[someone is very ... very drunk right now. like pissed out of his head drunk. and he's not stopping anytime soon, if the amount of empty bottles and glasses at the Astral Bar is any indication]

You bloody bastard, Dorothy. Oughta kick your nancy ass right back to Hyde all the good you do me.

Bastard.

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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Diva knows exactly what Gene is talking about, but she's been doing her best to just...ignore it. So she sits next to Gene and puts her hands on his shoulders}

Ne, maybe you should stop drinking, Gene...

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[shoves her away] Piss off I'm fine.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She wasn't expecting to be shoved, so she falls off the bar stool.}

Wh-Why, you! That was rude! I was trying to be nice!!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

I don't need nice.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She stands up} I don't care! If you're going to drink this much, I think it's a problem.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

No one asked you.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't ask me about anything anyways. So I'll just make sure to notice it myself, obviously.

{She sits back down with Gene, awkwardly trying to dodge around the subject}

I guess you might not remember it, but my reality changed again. I'm spending time with Remus and Sirius, for a while, I guess.

[gotitwrong]

[Hey Gene. Ray isn't going to comment on your alcoholism. He's been drinking a bit more than normal himself.]

Lemme guess. Went and forgot again.

[Ray doesn't sound at all surprised. A slight hint of annoyance is in his tone, but that's about it.]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

The div.

[he feels that's all he needs to say for Ray to understand]

[gotitwrong]

[Ray nods. He does understand, really, and he steps behind the bar to function as Gene's barman until... well, until Gene most likely goes unconscious from drinking.]

Feel like givin' him a few hits upside the head for bein' a prick.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

You need a reason? I sure as hell don't.

[gotitwrong]

'course you don't, Guv.

[Ray begins just automatically getting a pint for Gene.]

's more if I feel like lettin' him know why he annoyed me, you know? Somethin' easy to throw at him and shut him up, sommat like that.

[He shrugs. It sounds better in his head, and he's pretty sure if he just wailed on Tyler with no offer of explanation, Tyler would get his pants in a bind and be even more frustrating.]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[Gene just snorts, accepting the pint]

He's never cared before, he's not going to care now, Raymondo, and you know it.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Chris approaches very cautiously. He knows better than to do anything which could in some universe be considered bad right now.]

...Might remember again. He did last time.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Too bad I don't care.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Timidly] You...sorta do, Guv. 'Cos you're getting pissed like that.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Who asked you?

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

Uh, no one, guv. Just were saying it...

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Well you can shut it. Don't know a damn thing about shite, do you, Skelton? Do you?

....<3?

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[CAUSE THIS IS TOTALLY THE FACE YOU WANTED TO SEE, GENE. I mean..

The Master comes up, crisp bag in hand that he's eating from and hops up on the other side of the bar where the drinks are, just watching. He is joined a moment later by a baby cheetah, which sits at his feet. Such a wonderful combination, don't you think?]

So. [He eats a crisp, still watching him.]

Just how many of you lot wander around looking like you wandered out of a ridiculous cop show?

ilu

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[Gene just ... stares. in a drunken haze]

No one asked you. [disgusted look] Stop using that face.

:)

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[The Master is just waiting for him to topple off of his seat, won't be long at this rate.]

Too bad I don't care about that. [smiles] I like this face. I plan on keeping it for a long while yet.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[yyyyyeah really won't be]

Yeah? Then I'll punch it off you, bastard.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[That smile gets bigger but he doesn't move. In fact, he just eats another crisp.]

I would love to see you try.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

You asked for it.

[aaand ponderously attempts to get up

and hits the ground instead]