24 [Commentlog] Let the shit hitting the fan commence

[drinkuntilidie]

[It's another bad day for Kevas. As more time passes without his precious drink he's getting more and more of those. Any reasonable person would just lock themselves in their room and keep away from everyone. Unfortunately, Kevas isn't being reasonable much anymore.

Why should he have to lock himself away? He's already being punished so why should he have to be the one locked up? If people don't like his attitude right now they can just deal with it. It's not like they're the ones going through this.

As if by instinct, Kevas finds himself near the stables just staring at the stable tower where all the liquor is kept. It's like it's mocking him, and with Talia in his head he can't even sneak a drink. This troll isn't happy at all right now and pity the poor soul that comes across him.]

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[bloodtothebest.livejournal.com]

[It's Dos' job to keep the liquor stores in check as well as man the stables, thus when Kevas appears he's got a rather large keg in his hands on it's way from the cellar to the tower bar.

At the sight of Kevas, Dos pauses and nods back the way he'd come.]

Hey Kevas, you wanna grab the other one and save me a trip?

[Go on Kevas. Go get that big keg of booze.]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas' head turns slowly towards Dos and he sneers. If he wasn't happy before he definitely isn't now.]

Dat be some kinda fuckin' joke?

[Or some kind of trap to get him into trouble. Kevas knows that Dos and Talia spend time together and he wouldn't put it past Dos to try something to make him look bad in front of his wife.]

[bloodtothebest.livejournal.com]

[Dos sets the keg down with a thud.]

The fuck is up with you, Troll? I'm askin' a damn favor.

[He's not sure what's going on, but hell if he isn't bugged by the attitude he's getting.]

You drink it. Might as well help keep the poison in stock.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas growls.]

My name ain't be troll, it be Kevas, and since when do I be owin' joo any fuckin' favuhs?

[He's shaking now but whether that's from withdrawal or anger is anyone's guess.]

No. I don't. Dat be da fuckin' problem!

[bloodtothebest.livejournal.com]

[Dos growls in return and lifts his chin. Aggression from others is a sure fire way to get a Helcian riled up himself.]

You lot don't even know half of what we do for you.

[He rolls his shoulders, spikes on his head already starting to show. It's a natural armor set to trigger when he's getting angry or gearing up for a fight.]

And what the hell do you mean by that? You're the biggest drunk in the damn Keep.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Joo mean besides put us t'roo hell?

[Kevas doesn't move but that doesn't mean he isn't gearing up for a fight himself.]

Dey fuckin' took away my choice and now joo be t'rowin' it in my fuckin' face!

[bloodtothebest.livejournal.com]

[Dos glares. He doesn't care so much about the alcohol, but having all that he's done for the Keep and those in it disregarded is downright annoying. When he speaks again, his voice is low and dangerous.]

Kevas, if you don't shut the hole in your face I will fucking shut it for you.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[In order to get to the place he and Xanth stashed their punching bag, Ironhide has to pass the stables. It's hard to do that, and not notice the troll standing there glowering.]

[He stops.]

... What is it?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas just keeps staring at the tower. There's a moment of silence before Kevas finally decides to speak.]

It be mockin' me.

[That's right. The inanimate object is mocking him.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[There's silence while Ironhide looks back and forth between the tower and the troll.]

[He frowns.]

The... tower. Is mocking you.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas turns his head sharply and glares at Ironhide.]

Dat be what I said ain't it?

[His gazes back at the tower and growls. Someone definitely isn't thinking clearly.]

All dat fuckin' likah in dere and dey won't let me touch it.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide gives him another look.]

How can a tower mock you? It is not sentient.

[Even knowing Kevas as long as he has, it takes a moment to turn "likah" into "liquor".]

Who will not?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

It be mockin' me just by bein' dere.

[The troll clenches his fists, although it's more of an attempt to get them to stop shaking.]

Talia, Nel, all of dem! Dey took my choice from me!

[What he seems to be forgetting is that he eventually agreed to this.]

[willruleitall]

[At first, Veronica barely even notices Kevas. She strides towards the stables, metal pipe tucked into her belt at the small of her back. She's intent on seeing what sort of animals were in there, but slows when she finally realizes Kevas is alive.

She stops and stares, trying to figure out just what exactly Kevas is.]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas doesn't appear to notice her as he seems completely fixated on the tower and his own dark thoughts.]

Joo be needin' sometin' or do joo just like givin' everymon a blank stare.

[He doesn't even look at her as he addresses her.]

[willruleitall]

Just wondering what you are. Never seen anything like you before.

[She follows his line of sight.]

That tower is absolutely fascinating.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Good fuh joo. Go wondah somewhere else.

[Kevas sneers slightly. She's starting to annoy him.]

It be a piece of shit.

[willruleitall]

[Veronica can tell. She suppresses the smile that is threatening to break out.]

Is it blocking your view?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[His fists clench.]

No. It just be a pain in my ass.

[Like her.]

[70ftandcounting]

[That poor soul being Rapunzel. She’s out and about; she loves being outdoors, even if it’s not technically real – fake ceiling and all – and after her initial aversion to being outside, she found she very much liked the feel of grass under her feet.
 
When she sees Kevas, she thinks nothing of it, and waves energetically.]
 
Kevas! Hi! It’s really nice out here today, isn’t it?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Oh Rapunzel, run away. Run away while you still can.]

No.

[Kevas may as well be spitting the way he says that. Perhaps he's so focused on his misery that he doesn't even realize who he's talking to, or maybe he just doesn't care anymore.]

[70ftandcounting]

[NEVER, Daddy Kevas.]

...Really? But...I mean, it's so open! Or, well...more open than I'm used to...

[She flinches a little, and peers up at him and smiles hesitantly. Come on Daddy Kevas...smile?]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Oh he's going to hate himself once he can start thinking rationally again.]

It be a prison wid pretty walls. Dat be all.

[Someone is determined to shit all over this mood.]

[70ftandcounting]

[Well she knows a little about that...]

It's...it's not so bad...

[She shifts awkwardly.]

Um...do you want to maybe...get something to eat? [Maybe he's hungry...:/]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas merely grunts before looking at her dismissively.]

If I wanted to eat den I would.

[Though he'll probably just throw it up anyway.]