The Outlook

[choklatekoneko]

"KITTY!" She sat forward, already reaching into her pocket and withdrew one those sparkly balls with a bell in it. She rolled it across the floor toward Neko.

He smiled at the lack of drink requests, taking his own with him as he sat back down in his seat, stretching out. "Hello again, neko."

Sees the ball and eyes go wide and purple.

Anddd....BALLLL!!!!!!!!

*pounces neko and DW from the side*

*giggles wildly*

"Water please, thank you Noon." he says.

"I've been pretty busy myself I have a couple weeks until summer classes start up.
"Glad you have found success on your weight loss goals, I found out from the doctor today that my weight has remained stable since the last time I was there, which I pretty much knew since everything more or less still fits, haha. He says I need to eat healthier and exercise more though, but since I have a tendency to avoid vegetables in my diet, this is nothing new for me to hear from a doctor."


Looking over he smiles, "Evening Neko."

HI!!!!

 

[Noon_Shadow]

Sees the ball and eyes go wide and purple.

Anddd....BALLLL!!!!!!!!



*giggles wildly*




HI!!!!

Noon chuckles at ck as she becomes enthralled by the ball, winking at her playfully as he sips on his drink. He gives her an extra admiring glance for a second as he relaxes.

 

[dragonrazor]

Sees the ball and eyes go wide and purple.

Anddd....BALLLL!!!!!!!!



*giggles wildly*




HI!!!!

Evening to you too.

 

[The_gladiator]

Glad thanks Noon and accepts the glass with a greatful smile. He takes a long drink savoring the water. Setting it down he goes back to holding his arms around Cait.

"How are you Dragon, Neko? doing well?" he says with a warm smile.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Glad thanks Noon and accepts the glass with a greatful smile. He takes a long drink savoring the water. Setting it down he goes back to holding his arms around Cait.

"How are you Dragon, Neko? doing well?" he says with a warm smile.

She settles her own arms on top of his as she wiggles back against Glad getting comfortable.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

*kisses Glad's cheek and whispers in his ear* I'll see you in bed, my warrior. I'm headed back to the mansion and the bedroom. I can barely keep my eyes open."

"Night Kitty. Noon and Dragon.Sleep well when you all get there."

 

[The_gladiator]

*kisses Glad's cheek and whispers in his ear* I'll see you in bed, my warrior. I'm headed back to the mansion and the bedroom. I can barely keep my eyes open."

"Night Kitty. Noon and Dragon.Sleep well when you all get there."

Kissing her lips softly he nods, "Good night love. I will join you shortly."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Kissing her lips softly he nods, "Good night love. I will join you shortly."

*the air shifts as she disappears, his kiss warm on her lips*

 

[The_gladiator]

*the air shifts as she disappears, his kiss warm on her lips*

He fades out with her back to their home, and there to the real world.

 

[TheScarletBlade]

Appears out of the night that is where he comes from. Pushing the door open with a rough hand that slips somewhat on the door for pushing it open. His usual graceful moves a bit subdued and a little lethargic, he walks through the halls that have quickly grown familiar to him in a slower pace than usual. Entering the main room, the light finally casting him, he is shirtless his upper body bare accept a silver pair of dog tags dangling from his neck. Casual gym shorts a bright red color that stands out a little bit, his eyes seemed to match the color, the amber brown blood shot a little. Stepping slowly with only a slight stagger he finds a stool at the bar,slipping up into it a bit ungracefully as he leans his weight against the solid oak lazily, his head almost touching the polished wood. Linger for a moment, he finally reaches over the bar into a section of bottles, where they keep the hard alcohol and pulls a bottle, any bottle and brings it to sit in front of him, shaky hands working the cap. Discarding it at random, tossing it aside without a care, he sets the bottles smooth edge to his lips as he tips it back, head following as he drinks deep

 

[Britwitch]

The witch slips into the Outlook, looking for familiar faces...or new ones...

Her light summer dress fluttering around her knees, revealing bare legs and feet, long dark hair hanging in loose curls down her back.

 

[TheScarletBlade]

Head resting down on his arms, he lifts his head up and takes a look around very slowly. Noticing someone has entered into the room, he is not even sure he knows who it is but it flashes through his mind he doesn't care. Holding on to a 3/4ths empty bottle, he slides it across the polished top of the bar in the direction of the person

here...have a drink...

 

[Britwitch]

here...have a drink...

The witch catches the bottle and sniffs it's strong contents before taking a tentative sip. Gasping a little as it burns her throat on the way down.

Thank you...

She replies a little hoarsely, walking slowly down the bar towards him and placing the bottle back in front of him.

...am I intruding...?

She asks softly, standing nearby and leaning on the bar, sensing this new acquaintance's mood is less than bright.

 

[TheScarletBlade]

Intruding? nah.....you just need to learn to take a real drink

Says in a somewhat louder than is needed tone then slowly grabs a bottle in his rough, callused hand. Letting it linger on the table in front of him for a second, he sets the beveled edge of the bottle to his lips and tips it fully back as he leans his head back in kind, emptying the whole content of the bottle in one long drink as he finishes it, holding it there for a second longer to get any last drop before setting it back onto the bar where he picked it up, it clunking down on the lacquered oak of the bar. Looking back at her, he offers her a subdued half smile

See, like that..

 

[Britwitch]

The witch watches as the bottle is emptied in short order and with little fuss, eyes a little wider than before. Blushing a little at his words.

I think that if that is how you take a real drink, doing so might end up with me on the floor...

She returns his smile although hers is a little on the mischievous side.

...I don't hold my booze very well. That is, I get giggly very quickly. The odd drink now and then is about all I can manage.

She hops up lightly to sit on the bar, swinging her legs a little as she looks around before settling her eyes on him once more.

I'm Brit, by the way, nice to meet you...

 

[TheScarletBlade]

You can call me what you want....whatever happens to tickle your fancy

Leans into the bar as he leans over it and reaches back for another random bottle, pulling it out of the rack and setting it before him as he attempts to pull off the cap but can't seem to get it. Sliding it across the bar to her, he chuckles

Mind getting this?

 

[Britwitch]

You can call me what you want....whatever happens to tickle your fancy

I think I'll have to get to know you a little better in that case.

The witch watches him struggle momentarily before pushing the bottle towards her.

Mind getting this?

Not at all...

She smiles, picking up the bottle and after a moment's straining, twists off the cap. She slips down from the bar and leans over it herself, struggling slightly as her shorter stature mean her feet almost leave the floor in the process, to pull a shot glass from the other side. She pours herself a generous measure before handing him back the bottle.

Mind if I join you...?

She toasts before putting the glass to her lips and downing the contents. Wincing ever so slightly as she lowers the empty glass before grinning.

That wasn't as bad as I imagined it would be!

 

[TheScarletBlade]

Thanks

he says as he takes the bottle in his had and holds it up in the air with an ungraceful manner

Heres to the Zombie Savior and his supposed end of the world today

Laughs a little bit at his own gesture before setting the end of the bottle to his lips and taking another deep drinking, letting the clear liquid burn like fire through his veins and into the pit of his stomach. Setting the bottle back down, having taken another 1/4th or more out of the bottle, he shakes his head

Goddess save me from fools....

 

[Britwitch]

Goddess save me from fools....

She usually does...

The witch gently uncurls his fingers from around the bottle before pouring herself another measure and drinking it a fraction slower than the first.

...and the world will end when it's good and ready. Clearly that's not today.

She leans back on her elbows on the bar beside him, facing him, looking over his face curiously.

So what brings you to the Outlook...? Solace? Escape? Loneliness?

She pours a third measure and after drinking it wrinkles her delicate nose for a moment.

Sorry, I don't mean to pry, don't feel you have to tell me anything you don't want...I just like to know if there's a chance I can help cheer up or distract people who seem to be a little on the low side...

Her hand rests on his forearm lightly, squeezing gently, and the smile she gives him is warm.

...anything I can do...?

 

[TheScarletBlade]

There ain't a thing wrong in the world....accept most christians who threw a party last night hoping they would be going to their so called heaven are looking utterly stupid, which is cause to rejoice!

Says with a little smirk as he grabs the bottle and takes another long drink almost finishing it but setting it down with just enough for her to have another drink

Have another drink...

 

[Britwitch]

Have another drink...

I think I will, thank you...

With a smile the witch takes the bottle and, instead of pouring it's remains into her glass she brings it to her lips and drains the contents into her mouth. Putting down the empty bottle and wiping a finger across her lips she meets his eyes. Her cheeks feel a little warm and she can feel the warmth of the drink in her stomach.

...and sounds like a good reason to rejoice to me...

She giggles wickedly before clamping a hand over her own mouth.

See, I told you drinking makes me giggly. Good job the bottle's empty, I think one more of those and I'd be...well...I'd be a lot more giggly for starters!

 

[TheScarletBlade]

Of course it is, christians have persecuted people who believe like me because they think they know how everything is and anyone who doesn't believe like them is wrong.

Swats the bottle off the bar top and doesn't even flinch as clinks against the ground and rolls off somewhere. Paying it no mind as he reaches across the bar for something else in a quickly diminishing the pile of hard alcohol stocked at the bar. Twisting the cap off the top with ease for some reason this time, he pours the lady some and then takes another deep drink for himself

I say who's the fools now

 

[Britwitch]

I think we might share a belief or two, you know...

She picks up the drink and drinks it fairly slowly compared to the previous ones, knowing it won't take much more for her to reach the point where stupid behaviour is a given. Pushing a few errants curls behind an ear she absent mindedly holds her empty glass towards the bottle.

...but persecution isn't limited to the Christians, remember...sadly it still happens every day...

She muses.

 

[TheScarletBlade]

Ah but christians are the worst though at least a lot of them anyways...

Pours her some more then takes another drink

As for common beliefs, I take it your a dedicant?

 

[Britwitch]

I'm a Wiccan...although I abhor labels, I suppose I'm what most people would call a hedge witch...

She sips her drink and leans a little closer, her tone playfully conspiratorial.

And you...?