Just tonight

Alexander Collins · 04-15-2011, 10:19 AM

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Out of Character

Coding by Sie - WC: 518

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In Character

It amused him deeply to see the female so seemingly thrown of by one or two comments. But the female responded to his slurred words; the fact she called him a sopping mess truck a nerve, but in return to the insult he simply flashed her a childish grin, which no doubt reflected his current mental state.

Much disappointed the female wouldn’t join him within the cool stream, to make his disappointment know, he breathed out an exaggerated sigh, which was followed by an attempt of a pout… that just doesn’t work on a fully grown, male wolf of his build.

He could tell the fun was seemingly coming to an end; the female had ‘kill joy’ written upon her forehead and was worrying over him instead of joining him, which, under the circumstances was unacceptable in his opinion. Even though she was responding to the situation in a calm and kind manner, the female’s concern was misplaced for he was more than fine; everything was perfect! No worries weighing down the mind, no insecurities, right or wrong to stop him. Nothing to hinder his actions and thoughts.

Many may frown upon alcohol, but to him it was an escape. With the burning liquid running through his system he found his freedom, his peace. Growing bored of his idle teasing; that was quite clearly failing, and his back side growing numb by the minute, he stood up with his own strength, admittedly he swayed through the entire process, but he was upon his two legs once again and standing within the stream.

Clear droplets fell from his darkened coat, returning back into the flow of water. Starting with his head, the rest of his body following soon after, he shook out his coat, spraying the area in small, crystal like droplets. His attention was completely consumed by the reflections of one such rain drop, the light hitting it and reflecting.

His mind came back to reality as his stomach churned, and sick rose in his throat. “Crap” he mumbled, his hand reached to his mouth, but it was already to late. Jumping over the river, making sure that he was clear of the water and the female, he threw up. Twice. The liquid wasn’t as pleasant the second time round, he noted.

Finished throwing up, he turned back to the female and manoeuvred to the small stream. Reaching down, he dipped his hands into it’s cold flow and scooped some of the water up and splashed it in his face. Rational thinking came back to him slowly, his issues returning to haunt his mind.

“Okay. All good!” he announced out loud and reached down to his side, blindly grasping for his flash. Once the container was within his hand he shook it, listening to the liquid swirl. He guessed it was around half full and he hand another full flask within his pouch, so he had more than enough to share.

Once again he drunk down the liquid, its burn familiar and comforting. Slowly, he stretched out an arm, flask in hand, with it’s lid of. “Want some?”

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