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[drinkuntilidie]

[Kevas hasn't had a good night's sleep since arriving at the keep. What little sleep he does get is plagued with nightmares of those he left behind. At this point he's all but given up trying to get any decent rest.

He's stuck somewhere between crippling depression and barely contained rage. The troll just doesn't know what to do anymore...except drink. That he's been doing almost nonstop since he found the bar. But even he can't stand to sit around in a bar all day, so he wanders around the keep not really paying any attention to where he's going and not really caring either, and of course he has a bottle of alcohol in his hand.]

Comments

[thii2ii22tupiid]

Universes. Worlds.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

What 'bout dem?

[Still not getting it.]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

How many are there.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Da hell should I know liddle mon? Not like I been to any of dem.

[He's only ever been to three in his whole life, four if you count the Outlands, and only half of them he went to willingly.]

Aftah joo meet so many mons from so many diffrent worlds joo just stop carin'.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*Argh, conversations with drunk or high people were so annoying.*

Then how did you meet people from other worlds?

I need a damn edit button

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Alright now this kid is starting to become annoying. If this this turns into a game of twenty questions he's going to leave. He's in no mood to deal with that.

Kevas sighs and takes another sip.]

Same way I be meetin' joo liddle mon. Someone brought me to anoddah world wid a bunch of uddah mons.

i feel you

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*He'd be willing to change the subject, but Kevas kind of just blew Sollux's mind.*

This has happened before?

*Unless this weird Ogre guy is fucking with him...hn.*

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas takes a much longer swig from the bottle this time. This is bringing back memories that he doesn't want right now.]

To me at least.

[And Odette, but Kevas doesn't want this kid bothering her about it.]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

*Oh, god, he has a million questions. But this is clearly not the guy--at least not at the moment--to ask them to.
And how to determine if a drunk was just fucking with him, anyway?*

What's your name?

*Finding him later and stalking watching him might help.*

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

I be Kevas.

[So much for his distraction. All the memories of his family friends bubble back up to the surface as he thinks more about the Elegante. Clearly Kevas is not drunk enough yet. He'll probably be paying another visit to the bar after this is over.]

[thii2ii22tupiid]

Kevas, right.

*Sollux shifts the bag from one hand to another.*

Enjoy your slime...or whatever.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Will do.

[Kevas turns and leaves without a second thought. He doesn't even bother to ask the little troll's name, not caring nearly enough to do so. He's got liquors to drink and things to forget.]