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.]

Comments

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

I ain't even be knowin' what da hell dat be.

[He only knows Autobots because that's what he's heard Ironhide call himself.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

My enemy.

[He says it like it should be self-explanatory.]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Dey actually be callin' demselves dat? Be a stupid fuckin' name if jah ask me.

[Even if he wasn't irritated by all the things right now he would have said the same thing.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah, they do. They do anything Megatron says to do.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

So no help from dem eiddah. Fan-fuckin'-tastic.

[Kevas glowers at the tower again and then just sighs. Somehow he is starting to calm down. It doesn't help that he's starting to feel extremely sick now too, or maybe it does.]

Whatevah. Just fuckin' fuhget it.

[heavyweaponsbot]

If they tried to take the building out, I would be obligated to put them down.

[Somehow, he manages to crack his knuckles as he says this.]

... Fine.