23 [Zandali + Translated Text//Open Commentlog]

[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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[icnfly.livejournal.com]

What? No. I don't even know where to get it here.

*He just smells like he spends a lot of time with it. The scent clings to his feathers.*

...Why?

*The question is a bit cautious. There could be a lot of reasons why the big green dude is asking that, and most of them don't end up so well for one or both parties.*

[Action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[He's lying. He has to be. Talia or Nel must have told this guy about him.]

Cuz I be needin' a fuckin' drink dat be why!

[Action!]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob takes a step back, wings tensing.*

Well, um, I'm sure there must be some somewhere. Why don't you, uh, stay here and I'll go find some?

*Oh god, don't eat me.*

[Action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas glares suspiciously at the man with wings.]

Wait...joo be tryin' to get me into trouble ain't jah? Tryin' to get Nel and Talia to lock me in my room again!

[Sorry buddy there's no winning this argument.]

[Action!]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

What? Who? Uh, um.

*FUCK*

Okay, I won't get you any alcohol, but how about some, uh, tea? *That calmed people down, right?* Yeah, some nice, soothing tea so you can just...calm down...and relax. Its much better for you anyway.

[Action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas leans in a bit closer. He doesn't look happy, not that he was looking happy before either.]

Fuck. Joor. Tea.

Joo wanna be knowin' what be good fuh me? LIKAH!

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[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob hops backwards, wings flaring.*

But you just said...
I don't have any! I told you that!

[Action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

I know what I be sayin' and what I be sayin' be I need likah!

[Kevas takes a step forward.]

Now where da hell be it!?

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[icnfly.livejournal.com]

I don't. Fucking. Know!

*Jacob doesn't bother to wait around for a response, though, instead flapping his wings and flying out of reach of the troll.*

[Action!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas watches him fly off with a scowl. With him out of reach Kevas immediately loses interest and goes back to being a grumpy mess.]