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[drinkuntilidie]

[Kevas is finally out and about although he's feeling just a miserable as before. His head is pounding, he goes from freezing cold to boiling hot, his body will start shaking at times, and for someone who's green everyday of the year he's looking awfully pale. At least he's moving though.]

This fucking sucks.

[That's all he says and that's all he wants to say. This is not one of his better days and he's about as friendly as a bear that just got shot in the ass. In fact the only reason he's even speaking is to keep his tattoo from spreading all over his body. Stupid tattoo. Stupid withdrawal. Stupid everything.]

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[lucky_breath]

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Kevas...?

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Oh shit it's his child thing. Alright he can't lose his cool with her.]

Yeah?

[So far so good.]

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[lucky_breath]

Are you okay?

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Could be better.

[For instance he could be dead. That would be great.]

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[lucky_breath]

I can heal you...

[Action!]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Sorry for the staring Kevas, but so far Jacob hasn't seen any obviously nonhuman (or nonhybrid seeming, at least) people in the keep. At least not up close. So as he comes across Kevas outside of the barracks he just sort of stops, cants his head a bit and stares.
Of course he probably should have expected to see something like Kevas in this place, but the bird-dude can't help it. Were those tusks? And, hey, that was one cool hat. Dude couldn't be all that bad.*

[Action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[For his part Kevas just ignores him, or tries to at least. He's more than used to people staring at him now, but there's something different about this guy. This guy smells, not badly, far from it in fact. He smells like liquor, wonderful liquor, and that just pisses Kevas off.]

Da hell joo be lookin' at?

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[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Oh, crap, he pissed him off. Jacob swallows, then gives Kevas a nervous grin.*

Uh, nice hat?

[Action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas just scowls. This bastard has been drinking and now he's here just to rub it in Kevas' face.]

I know, dat be why I wear it.

[Don't try to get on his good side pal, not when you're mocking him like this.]

[action]

[keelah-selai.livejournal.com]

[Tali happens upon Kevas as she's approaching the stables. She's never really seen an alien quite like Kevas because, and certainly she's no expert, but...]

You...don't look so good. Do you need help?

[We're all in the same ship, here, and that Quarian sense of community is overwhelming. When faced with an obviously unhealthy crew member, regardless of station or relation, you stop to help.]

[action]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Alright that's definitely something Kevas hasn't seen before. He's slightly reminded of a female troll if only because she shares the same number of digits. That's just wishful thinking. Then he notices her knife holster, and what he's guessing is some kind of gun holster as well.]

Yeah, joo could shoot me. Dat would make me feel a lot bettah.

[He's not even sure if he's joking about that anymore.]

[action] *facepalm* I meand 'before' not 'because'

[keelah-selai.livejournal.com]

Don't even joke about that.

[There's a glow around her hand and forearm as she waves it in his general direction. Her omnitool chirps as sophisticated top-of-the-line Quarian medical programs go to work on the data she's just scanned from Kevas.]

What's wrong with— Oh. I see.

[Levo-protein and showing the classic signs of addiction withdrawal.]

I'm sorry, I really can't do that. If it's any consolation, you'll probably start feeling better on your own, in a week or two.

[action] *patpat* I didn't even notice

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Why does everymon assume I be jokin'?

[Kevas eyes that glowing thing around her arm curiously. He's sure he's seen that before but he can't remember where. Thinking is a bit hard for him right now.]

Yeah, joo and everymon else here.

[He laughs without any real mirth.]

Yeah. Just a few weeks. Right.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[He sounds about as rough as she expected him to.]

How're you holdin' up, Kev?

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Like shit shat twice.

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[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

It'll pass.

Call if you need anything, k?

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Hasn't yet.

I need booze.

Action.

[idkmybffcyclops]

[Logan's been feeling well enough to leave his room. Damn rack. B|. Anyway, he's on his way back to his room from the tavern. Couple of bottles of liquor are under his arm and waves casually at Kevas while he's walking by.]

Action.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Logan you picked exactly the wrong time to show up with booze. Kevas stops dead when he sees him, or actually, what he's holding. He looks Logan dead in the eyes and sneers.]

Joo fuckin' mockin' me?

Action.

[idkmybffcyclops]

You'd know if I was mocking you.

[The fuck's your deal?]

Action.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Don't fuckin' try to deny it. Flashin' dat shit in front of me while I be goin' t'roo dis. Joo just be wantin' to make dis worse fuh me ain't jah.

[It doesn't even occur to Kevas that his line of reasoning barely makes any sense.]

[action!]

[kptn-sparrow.livejournal.com]

[Jack's actually been doing a bit of map making- he's measuring things by using very large steps. Hanging off his belt is a bottle of amber liquid. Wouldn't be so hard to guess what that is. His hands, for the moment, are occupied with pen and paper. ]

[action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Oh look, one of his favorite people ever, and he's carrying liquor. That make this ever better. Perhaps if Kevas asks nicely he will share.]

Give me da fuckin' likah.

[Or he could just threaten him. That works too.]

[action!]

[kptn-sparrow.livejournal.com]

[Jack reels and holds his hands up to his chest like a snake just struck at him.]

What?! No!

[You startled him there Kevas, and you're not looking very good at all.]

Weren't you- aren't you- I mean... supposed to be in your room?

[Shit.]

[action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas might have given a witty remark if he were feeling better but he's not so he doesn't. Instead he just glares.]

Joo can hand it ovah or joo can pick joor teeth off da ground. Choose.