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☁ янσ∂є ☂ кαмєℓσт ♪ ([info]indreams) wrote,
@ 2011-08-06 23:20:00


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YOU ARE NOW DRUNK.



Carry on.

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[info]getakickoutofit
2011-08-07 02:37 am UTC (link)
[At his voice, Lenalee gives an unsteady sort of lurch, what's left of her drink (not much) sloshing dangerously close to the glass' brim. Her eyelids don't snap open so much as move in the general direction of upwards. Ah, everything's hazy...]

Mm?

[Eloquent.]

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[info]keepwalking
2011-08-07 03:04 am UTC (link)
[Ah. Well.]

...

[Sighing a little to himself, and then reaching to take the glass from her and set it aside before she spills it (if she'll let him?).

...Someone was going to die horribly someday when her brother finally realized her state when, well, intoxicated. And presumed all the likely suspects in terms of spiking of said drinks. Perhaps it's best Komui always seems otherwise preoccupied.]

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[info]keepwalking
2011-08-07 03:05 am UTC (link)
[But crouching down to her level more with arms crossed over his thighs.] Lenalee-- [Aha, please wake up.] Maybe you should [ sleep it off ] get to bed? [Hint. Please.

Hovering, not nudging. Come on, just a little more awake--]

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[info]getakickoutofit
2011-08-07 03:31 am UTC (link)
[Allen will be able to take her glass with little complaint— well, there may be a small complaint of the soft whine and mumbled 'no, wait' variety— though she does continue to sway softly even with both hands free to clutch at... whatever is near enough to clutch.

Blinking blearily at him, stuck in what feels like permanent drowsiness.]

...Allen. [She takes a breath through her nose and tries to straighten.] What time's'it?

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[info]keepwalking
2011-08-07 04:28 am UTC (link)
[--his sleeve, since he'd just been setting the drink aside anyway. Something that makes him blink and then blink again because his own thoughts are a little slow in catching up--

--And then he grins again, a little awkwardly and rubbing at his neck a bit with his free hand. She really is out of it, then...]  Late, I think.

[He starts to stand again as she straightens, if a little unsteadily himself as well. A light tug with the sleeve she's presumably still sleepily latched onto and the other hand offered for a hand up if she's awake enough wants.] Most of the others have [ passed out ] gone to sleep already.

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