Match (son_of_discord) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-01-04 19:39:00

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inactive - match, inactive - rose logan, misha loganovich, plot-"red wedding"

Long Day's Night (Rose)

Technically, this is date number two.

The first date would have been better, all those months ago, if they hadn't been jumped by a bunch of crazies that would end up plaguing them again later. Oh, and Joey's old friend Foxx, who was in town to save his bacon at the time. Tonight, Joey Allerdyce is confident that nothing is going to mess the night up for him and Rose. No crazy mutants, no Tina chasing him, no Ana-Pants trying to beat him up and no Summers telling them to go fetch another mutant from God-knows-where.

Joey dresses up a little for the occasion, selecting a black dress shirt and slacks, along with black shoes. He wears the custom-made jacket that that Kitten made him as well, as he finds he likes it more than his normal leather jacket.

He waits for Babe at the bottom of the steps at Xavier’s, going over tonight’s events. Dinner, followed by a hotel room and all alcohol they can drink. Or maybe, all the alcohol /she/ can drink. There’s a good chance Joey will be done by the fifth beer or so.

The only thing that matters to him is that she has a good time.

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Two Hours Later....

son_of_discord
2011-01-11 03:47 am UTC (link)

Joey doesn't remember what time he got here and he doesn't care. The only things that matter is that there's tequila here, as well as vodka, and that he has all night to drink himself into oblivion.

He takes another shot while some girl whispers in his ear about how she's going to make him forget about every other girl he's been with and Joey grimaces as he pours another one.

Nope. He still remembers what Rose sounds like when she...

He drains the shot and pours another, hoping he'll forget soon enough.

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Re: Two Hours Later....

nextgen_misc
2011-01-11 03:59 am UTC (link)

The bartender and owner of the Eighth Street Bar, Coleman, watches Joey finish another bottle of alcohol and shakes his head in pity. From the incoherent rambling he managed to get out of the guy, it seems like his girlfriend dumped him and he's taking it hard.

One of the girls picked up the cellphone the guy dropped and handed it to Coleman, who's wondering if he should call a cab for this guy. He could do it, but if Joey can't stand up, he's easy prey for anyone here.

So, Coleman looks through the numbers in the phone and chooses the name "Misha", hoping this is someone who can help out right now.

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Re: Two Hours Later....

mishaloganovich
2011-01-11 05:21 am UTC (link)

When the call came throw and Joey's name flashed on the display, Misha wondered if the old man had finally gotten a hold of the kid and delivered the 'datin' my kid' lecture that most of the girls' dates seemed to get in some form regardless of their actual status in the family. Misha would have to again advised some guy feeling phantom claws poking in his back to just relax and not take it personally.

He rubbed his eyes and answered it with a yawn. "Joey, buddy, do you know what time it is?"

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	Re: Two Hours Later.... nextgen_misc 2011-01-12 02:26 am UTC (link)
	"I don't think he does, pal. Am I speakin' with Misha?" Coleman asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-12 03:35 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, this is Misha." He sat up and rubbed his eyes again. "Where's Joey? He okay? If there's a dark hair, cranky looking girl nearby, call her Rose and ask her to get on the phone. Please." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... nextgen_misc 2011-01-12 03:47 am UTC (link)
	"Rose. Okay, that's the girl he's been mopin' over. He came in a couple of hours ago, started a tab and hasn't stopped drinkin' since, man. The few pieces of the story I got sounds like Rose dumped him. He ain't takin' well. She must have been somethin' special." Coleman says. "He's gettin' a little...careless, if you get my drift." Coleman says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-12 03:55 am UTC (link)
	Aw hell. She hadn't given anybody a clue she was going to do that. She should've thought ahead and let somebody know that Joey would need watching. "Yeah, I get it." He climbed out of bed and searched the floor for his pants. "Okay, I'll be there in..." He looked at the clock and realized he didn't know where the bar was. "Where are you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... nextgen_misc 2011-01-12 04:05 am UTC (link)
	"Eighth Street Bar. Trust me, you'll know it when you see it." Coleman says. The bar really was hard to miss. It fell under "wretched hive of scum and villainy" even more than the Mos Eisley Cantina did. "Eighth and Main." Coleman says, providing the cross streets. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-12 04:11 am UTC (link)
	"Got it. It'll be about a half hour. Cut him off or start watering his drinks." Pants, found them. Where were his boots? "If he gets antsy, tell him his ride will be there soon." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... nextgen_misc 2011-01-12 04:43 am UTC (link)
	"Got it." Coleman says and hangs up. Then he turns back to Joey, who is still drinking like a madman while of the ladies of the night is still talking in his year. "Candy, leave the kid alone. His ride is on the way." Coleman says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Two Hours Later....

mishaloganovich
2011-01-12 06:36 pm UTC (link)

It was just shy of thirty minutes when Misha walked through the bar door. He was disheveled and scruffy, and not as recognizable to casual glances as the American Russian prince. His excellent, invisible security didn't enter with him.

He looked around in the dim room for Joey and found him still knocking back the drinks and looking sorry for himself. Misha hoped the bartender did as he asked and watered them down.

He sat down in the seat next to Joey and asked for a beer.

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	Re: Two Hours Later.... son_of_discord 2011-01-13 01:31 am UTC (link)
	Joey isn't sure when the tequila started tasting like piss, but it has. He's going to say something to bartender in a bit, but first, another drink. Joey looks at Misha for a moment, and Misha's disguise works in Joey's inebriated state. Even he doesn't recognize Misha. "Whass goin' on, man?" Joey asks, sighing deeply. "Long night?" he asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-13 05:18 pm UTC (link)
	"It wasn't until about a half hour ago. How about we get you home so you don't do something you'll regret in the morning?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... son_of_discord 2011-01-14 01:59 am UTC (link)
	"Home?" Joey asks, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. "I ain't really got one o' those. I got places I stay between gigs. Which reminds me, I better get a new gig soon. Time to leave this town and put the past behind me." Joey says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-14 08:01 am UTC (link)
	"You're talking crazy now. Whatever happened with Rose, fix it tomorrow. Tonight you need to get to bed. I can take you out to Xavier's or you can bunk in my spare room." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Two Hours Later....

son_of_discord
2011-01-14 02:29 pm UTC (link)

Joey turns to look at the guy next to him, really look, and realizes it's Misha. He groans a little, looking away.

"And you are the one of the last people I wanted to see me like this, Misha." Joey says quietly, immediately trying to sober up.

"I can't go back to Xavier's, man. Not like this, and not if Rose is there. She...it was out of nowhere, Misha. We were havin' a great time, talkin', bein' happy...and then I get up to go to the bathroom, and get locked in. Some guys tried to rob the place and...

Rose lost it for some reason. She never loses it, but...when I found her, she started tellin' me that she didn't love me and that I deserved better than some animal." Joey says, the pain in his chest rising anew.

"Misha, she ain't no animal. I know that. I know she'd never hurt me, but...she's too scared to believe herself. I tried to get her to talk to your dad, but she wouldn't have it." Joey says, his voice breaking a little. He takes a deep breath, because he is /not/ about to cry in front of his girlfriend's brother. He might as well turn in his Man Card now if that happened.

"I gotta find her, man. I gotta make her understand..." Joey says, starting to get up from his stool.

He, of course, promptly falls over if he's not caught.

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Re: Two Hours Later....

mishaloganovich
2011-01-14 06:50 pm UTC (link)

Misha let him fall. Drunks were easier to catch if they were on the floor. He'd helped cute waitresses clear a few bars at closing time.

"What you gotta do is get some sleep. Rose isn't the most logical person I know, but there's usually a good reason behind what she does. I'll help you figure it out."

He stood up and reached for his wallet. "His tab paid?" he asked the bartender.

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	Re: Two Hours Later.... nextgen_misc 2011-01-15 02:01 am UTC (link)
	Coleman waves Misha off, shaking his head. "Don't worry about it. He isn't like most guys that come here to drink his problems away. He stayed to himself and respected my girls. And he paid in advance. As bad as he looks, he didn't have a lot. He must be out of practice." Coleman says. "I hope he'll be all right." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Two Hours Later....

son_of_discord
2011-01-15 02:03 am UTC (link)

"He'ssss okay..." Joey slurs, having not moved from the floor. It was so cool and soft against his brow. It was hot in here, hot like Rose's skin when they...

No. That part of his life is over. Done. Time to get over it.

Joey pushes himself up off the floor and braces himself against a pool table to get his legs under him.

"Sorry about that, Misha. I'm good now." Joey says, his eyes still somewhat unfocused.

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	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-16 01:40 am UTC (link)
	"Sure, I believe it." Uh huh. "Just don't throw up on my boots. Darlene won't let me live it down if I put my smelly boots on her floor mats." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... son_of_discord 2011-01-16 02:46 am UTC (link)
	"No, I'm good, really. In fact, I could probably knock down a few more rounds." Joey says. "But I won't. I just need to lie down for a couple of hours and plan my next move." he says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-16 03:16 am UTC (link)
	"I have a room you can use. Tomorrow you can talk to Rose and get it straightened out. She's probably having some sort of violent PMS and you got in the way." Misha waited to see if Joey would make it as far as the door on his own. Ten bucks said he wouldn't. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Two Hours Later....

son_of_discord
2011-01-16 03:44 am UTC (link)

"She usually warns me when it's that time of the month..." Joey says, making his way to the door shakily. He does, in fact, make it to the door.

He even makes outside under his own power, and the cool night air washes over him like the tide on the beach...

"Oh god." is all he can get out before he drops to his knees on the sidewalk and proceeds to vomit out this evening's alcohol.

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	Re: Two Hours Later.... mishaloganovich 2011-01-16 04:55 am UTC (link)
	There it was. Misha went back inside the bar for a bottle of water and a handful of paper towels. He was back in a few minutes. "Then there's something up with Rose and if you love her, you'll find out what it is before it gets out of hand. I'll call Dad and let him know so he can go talk to her tonight." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Two Hours Later.... son_of_discord 2011-01-16 05:40 am UTC (link)
	"I do love her..." Joey says between heaves. It was hard to convince the old gag reflex that there was nothing left to puke sometimes. "I gotta fix this, Misha. I gotta." he says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)