http://selfishprick.livejournal.com/ (
selfishprick.livejournal.com) wrote in
kingdomdressing2008-06-06 09:06 pm
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alcoholic kind of mood.
[sprawled out on a couch, wearing just a pair of tight black jeans that aren't even buttoned at the moment. Adorning his neck are at least three pairs of vampire bites, a few sitting pretty on his torso as well. In the crook of his arm is a nearly empty bottle of expensive vodka, a fresh one waiting for him on the coffee table]
I haven't even been here for a week, and I've been shagged senseless by a god, become a blood donor for a vampire, got my fucking arm ripped off, and have been found by my Roxas from home.
[shakes his head, taking a deep swig of the vodka, finishing it off with a content grin]
All this place needs is a dance club with an open bar, and it could actually be worthwhile.
[sets down the bottle, grabbing the fresh one and cracking it open]
What do you kids do around here for fun anyway?
I haven't even been here for a week, and I've been shagged senseless by a god, become a blood donor for a vampire, got my fucking arm ripped off, and have been found by my Roxas from home.
[shakes his head, taking a deep swig of the vodka, finishing it off with a content grin]
All this place needs is a dance club with an open bar, and it could actually be worthwhile.
[sets down the bottle, grabbing the fresh one and cracking it open]
What do you kids do around here for fun anyway?

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[head scratch]
What was that stuff?
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Why hello, Keyblade~
[devilish grin]
Oh this? Just some vodka.
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[offers the bottle]
Wanna try?
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Glad someone's having fun here.
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[grins at the boy]
Care for a drink?
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[holds out the newly opened bottle of strawberry flavored vodka]
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[luffs on] No worries~
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[grins] Are you offering, pretty one?
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I see you share the same opinion then.
[lifts himself off the couch with more grace than most people would give him credit for, eyes flicking to the hall]
Shall we then?
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[he's getting a little more comfortable with Axels now, but isn't quite making eye contact.]
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[tilts his head]
I know you're not the biggest Axel fan, but would you like some vodka?
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[he stares, then glances down to the bottle. ... he's not really legal, but--]
Uh, sure.
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Mouthed off to the wrong loony bin.
[offers up the bottle, a smile dancing on his lips]
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Read.
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(she saves her spot, and flips to the first page)
Midway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.
It's not exactly the same, but pretty close.
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I remember reading it at one point.
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