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[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[Heero felt like punching Duo incredibly hard, maybe hard enough to break something. This was all his fault after all. He just had to go and say that he'd be hit with an experiment that was worse than his. As soon as the pilot showed his face, he was going to do just that.

Of all the experiments, why did this place choose to toy with his emotions? As much as people liked to claim he didn't have them, he did. He just happened to have incredibly good control on them. It was easy to ignore them when he needed or wanted to, to hide them, just like he had been trained to do. To matters worse, he couldn't leave the plane either. He had tried desperately. It would have been easier to deal with this at home, alone, where no one would see him or use it against him.

So now he was sitting at the bar, pouring himself a glass of something he didn't have the slightest clue about. All he knew was that alcohol dulled the senses, so he hoped that if he drank enough his emotions would be dulled enough to control again. He never drank much, or if at all. He was under-age after all, though like it really mattered.

It wasn't working. Half a bottle and it wasn't working. It had to figure that his body wouldn't succumb to the effects as easily as it did for everyone else...and it was frustrating! Slamming his glass down on the counter top a little harder than he wanted (and probably breaking the glass), he stepped behind the counter to find something much stronger.]

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[ravenchaser.livejournal.com]

[Gin didn't look once at Heero, more interested in gazing into his own glass. Still, the noise irritated him.]

Try to keep it down, brat. [Gruffly spoken as he continued to watch his own drink.]

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[Heero had no problem shooting a glare at him. Thankfully that hadn't changed.]

Go somewhere else then.

[Taking a rather heavy bottle of something, he set it down just as nosily.Oh yeah, really mature.]

[stillshinigami]

[Meanwhile, Duo had just gotten up and taken Hilde around the plane for a while before leaving her back at the hanger. While he didn't really expect Heero to be at the bar of all places, he didn't really have any reason to believe he was upset with him. So when he spotted him at the bar...]

Hey Heero. Pour me one, will you?

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[Oh, poor Duo...this was not a good time to appear at the bar.]

[Heero turned away from the shelves of bottles and just watched as Duo sauntered up to the bar and asked him to pour him a glass. Just the person he wanted to see.]

...

[Leaning over the counter, he pulled his arm back and punched Duo right in the nose as hard as he could. Well, almost as hard as he could.]

[ravenchaser.livejournal.com]

[Alright, that does it.

Gin stood up, calmly, with his hands in his pockets and walked toward Heero.]

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[Heero kept his hand wrapped around the neck of the bottle as he watched Gin stand up and approach. It might make a good weapon if he needed it.]

[stillshinigami]

[Duo took the blow right to the nose, and it sent him reeling back. Did it crack his nose? Not so much. It was enough to draw blood however.]

What the hell!? [He yells, a hand going to cup his nose.]

[ravenchaser.livejournal.com]

[There was something of a mechanical clicking, perhaps from the sound of a gun cocking.]

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[It wasn't broken? Maybe he should have hit him harder.]

This is your fault. [He turned his attention back to finding a much stronger drink.]

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[As soon as he heard that distinctive noise, he had his gun drawn and trained on Gin.]

[stillshinigami]

[What what?]

What is? [He sounds nasally as he tries to block the blood from flowing. He grabs some paper towels.] You dick. Man. This is so not cool.

[ravenchaser.livejournal.com]

[Gin blinked, then smirked.]

Not bad, brat. [He calmly and slowly drew his own gun from where it was hidden in his pocket. He didn't point it at Heero, just holding it out to the side.]

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

This experiment. [It's really not, but he's going to blame you for it anyway.]

[stillshinigami]

What experiment? How's that anything to do with me?

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

Not bad? [Come on. He was so much better than just 'not bad'. He kept his gun on him.]

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

You said I would get an experiment worse than yours.[Grabbing a bottle, he uncorked it and poured himself another glass.]

This place intensified my emotions. I can't control them.

[stillshinigami]

I didn't actually think it would happen.

[Stay on his good side? He could do that. He went to the bar and took a seat, his towel against his nose. He grabs a bottle of Baileys and unscrews the cap.]

You didn't have to hit me. I don't care how emotional you are.

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

You jinxed me. It was deserved.

[Grabbing the glass, he took a deep drink from it and made a slight face.]

None of this stuff works.

[stillshinigami]

[Served him right.]

Who says it's supposed to work?

All it does is dull your senses. It also makes you act more kid than you already are.

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

That's the point.[He tried again with another glass.]

I'm not acting like a child, either.

[stillshinigami]

Yeah. Because punching me in the face and blaming me for things I have no control over is completely mature.

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

Fine. [He still felt Duo deserved it. Grabbing a second glass, he slides it to him.]

[stillshinigami]

[Duo wiped away the last of the blood and sniffed. That asshole. He takes the glass and pours himself a drink. An invitation to stay as company? Very well.]

[stoicperfection.livejournal.com]

[He takes his seat again, watching Duo for a moment or so.]

Do you always drink when you come here?

[stillshinigami]

When I come here, yeah.

But I usually just go to the kitchen. Why do you ask?