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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[lucky_breath]

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Kevas...?

[Zandali + Translated Text]

[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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[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.*

[Zandali + Translated Text]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Could be better.

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

[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!]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

Uh, look, I'm sorry if I offended you somehow, I've just never seen anyone like you before.

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[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]

Get used to it. Joo gonna be seein' a lot more.

[Kevas catches another whiff of that smell and his hands begin shaking. By the Loa he wants a drink. He wants it so bad. This guy must have something on him to smell like this right?]

[Action!]

[icnfly.livejournal.com]

*Jacob catches sight of that shaking, but he's not sure if its a 'i'm going to kill you' shaking or a 'i'm going to pass out' shaking. His wings spread slightly, folding losely with the wrists above his head instead of tightly to his back, but he looks concerned.*

...Are you okay?

[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!]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Joo be havin' likah don't joo? I can smell it.

[So thirsty. All he needs is a drink, then he'll feel better.]

[Action!]

[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] *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.

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[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] *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.

[action]

[keelah-selai.livejournal.com]

Trust me. I'm Quarian, we know these things.

[All the confidence in the world, right here.]

Dying isn't going to solve anything. You should probably be drinking water, in the meantime.

[Audio]

[lucky_breath]

I can heal you...

[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.*

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[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Not so sure you want to be near me sweetheart.

[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]

[Normally Kevas wouldn't care, but this is no normal situation. Her comment just sreves to aggravate Kevas further.]

Oh do jah now? So joo be knowin' what it be like to drink all joor life only to be forced to stop cold turkey? Den I be eaguh fuh joor fuckin' expuhtise!

[Kevas rolls his eyes.]

Oh of course, watah. Why da hell didn't I t'ink of dat?