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Tosh is off the community. I knwow shes not the most talkitive of people but others mightve noticed that she wasnt around anymore.

happened a week or two ago. didnt have time to talk about it.

I know one of my coworkers is going to die and she doesn't again. So there's that.

Oh and I havent seen Candy or Elektra around so I'm going to assume unless one ofth em says something here theyre gone too. just bloody brilliant.

anyone want to come for a drink? horrible people who are depressed about something are preferred, but sloppily happy drunks are ok as well. strangers welcome.

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Sure. I'll have a drink with you. As long as you're providing.

Why wouldnt i be?

Thatd be terrible hosting

I'm glad you realize that.

Now where are we meeting?

Im not leaving my flat so if you dont have any proble mwith that then wwelcome to cardiff

[ Considering that she is totally underage, this is obviously the ideal scenario for her. She'll still play just a bit coy, though. ]

Your place, huh? ... Alright. Why not.

[Not in Cardiff she's not!]

I was told not to let any strange girls into my flat.
One or two drinks before Juliet arives in that case, all right?

I guess it's a good thing I'm about as boring as you get with this place. But fine, whatever. I'm not looking to get sloppy-drunk anyway.

Edited 2011-11-16 08:07 (UTC)

Thats what i figure.
Your not an alien after all, right? Strict no-alien policy in my flat.

What? No, I'm from Ohio.

Work hanzard.

Come on over.

Alright. I'll be there in five.

Your lass might show up later.

Drinks? Yes.

If she does I'll hav eto tell her all over again.

With a pirate? Cant wait.

What's wrong?

What was this too long to read?

My friend doesnt know she's going to die aguin

I'm positive Candy is gone and to be honest I thought you were too.

[Hoarse and, yes, pretty drunk.]

Shit, I haven't been around. Busy. I just assumed...

It's okay. When the call didn't go through to Candy the first twenty times, I didn't have the heart to try you.

[Sighs] Is this my cue to break into your apartment again? You'll probably forget we talked otherwise.

I hope it was just the community, and not something worse, that took her away from here.

Company'd be nice. As much as I love inviting strange teenage girls and pirates into my flat, I have a feeling that might end badly.

If it did, I'll find a way there just to kill everyone responsible. [She said that aloud. Whoops.]

I'll be there in a few minutes. Don't let in the pirate or strange teenage girls in.

[A beat... ] Especially the pirate.

Might have to let the girl over shes a girl after all

ok

Just as long as I don't have to walk in on anything private.

[ooc; action, log, handwave?]

Shes a cheerleader from the US for cryin gout loud

actually You're rgiht that's not treassuring, no i promise no private business.

[feel like some action? *EYEBROW WAGGLE*]

[She's not replying to that since it wasn't reassuring. Elektra will at least be nice enough to knock once at his door before using her key. Hope you're ready for her, Owen.]

[There are no underage cheerleaders in Owen's flat, thankfully; just him, sitting alone, with an array of beer bottles and several half-emptied liquor bottles (mostly vodka) lying around on his coffee table. His stately television is turned up to an annoyingly loud degree, with infomercials playing - and yet he also has his iPod blasting from its stereo as well. This is how you know Owen's in a mood, Elektra.]

[Elektra shuts the door behind her and makes her way over to him. She couldn't blame him for being in mood. She was in one too. She's mastered hiding all this from everyone especially community members since she died and the others left. She supposes it's better his pain is easier to see than hers right now. At least someone could try to help him.]

Could you at least turn off the television? You're giving me headache. [Of course she's not going to be forthcoming about the fact she intends for it to be her.]

[He shrugs, but when she gets close enough to him for it to be a toss-up as to who's going to grab the remote, he leans forward and shuts the TV off.]

Sorry. I like the noise. [He gestures at the various bottles.] Want a drink? It's on the house.

I wouldn't mind. [She's going to go ahead and help herself then.]

[He's quiet while she makes her drink. Then,] I didn't mean to make you think I'd gone too.

[Elektra glances over at him then. He caught her off guard with that.]

... I know. I don't hold against you. [She settles down near him. For the moment she doesn't touch her drink.]

I should have come sooner.

Why? You had no idea what you'd find. [He reaches for a shotglass that looks like it's been pretty thoroughly used and proceeds to fill it up.] I should've kept a closer eye on the community. But when Tosh forgot, and I saw Candy wasn't coming around any more...

[He'd wanted to forget too. But that hadn't worked, and so he'd gotten drunk and gotten desperate and made a very typo-ridden post.]

No. I didn't know. [She takes a long sip of her drink.] But, it's harder for you. They're the women you love the most.

...I'm sorry.

It's my luck.

You could make a pretty sound argument that it's just her luck too.

...it's not your fault, Owen.

I know it's not my fault. It's nobody's fault. But that doesn't mean I won't feel bloody miserable every time I look at her and know that she's going to die and I'm not going to be able to stop it.

... [Welcome to Jack's life, Owen. Sucks, doesn't it?]

There's no guarantee that you can't stop it. It just... It might take a bit more effort, now.

You know I don't really think any of this is going to change, right. None of it, my dying or her dying or any of it.

[Owen sounds just plain done.]

Well. You certainly sound like you have your mind made up.

Are you trying to imply that I'm not feeling it, or some shit like that?

I'm not implying anything. You're the one who knows what'll happen, but still seems intent on giving up.

"Did someone say drinks?"

[Here's Captain John, he's got a radar for the words 'come for a drink'.]

Not you.

No fucking psychopathsa llowed.

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