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- DaVinci 'Dait Nasphri - 03-25-2009 DaVinci had decided that the best way to treat the morning after hangover was another dose of the day before. So far the concept was working fairly well and the pounding at his temples had eased into nothing. He'd been taking the shots of whiskey every few hours to keep the pounding at bay and though he wasn't toast he was fairly well buzzed. The male had been laying out in the sweet hay of the lower barn listening to the cattle outside as they shuffled around in the snow and munched on the grasses he'd thrown to them earlier. Half the hay probably hadn't made it over the fence but he'd tend to it later, the damn fat ass walking slabs of meat needed to go forage on their own for a while, or beg someone else to feed them. DaVinci hummed quietly to himself and gazed up at the motes of dust that seemed to dance in the rays of sunlight that came streaming down from the hay loft. The male tilted his head to the side and wondered if he could even climb the ladder to the second story in his current state. He chuckled at the idea and let it linger at the back of his mind as he took another harsh draw on the bottle of whiskey. The dark amber liquid rushed down his throat as he ran his tongue across his teeth, the bittersweet aftertaste lingering on his lips as he smiled. Had he discovered heaven in a shotglass, he'd like to think so. - Asariel - 03-25-2009 [html]
[/html] - DaVinci 'Dait Nasphri - 03-25-2009 yes, he's the subleader. While the male had no problem being a social drinker he hadn't expected to have another just happen upon his hiding place half smashed stumbling and giggling to boot. His twin oversized ears pricked up as he turned his head to the side to catch sight of the intruder. He almost couldn't help but smirk as he realized it was the girl that Winifred had greeted at the borders. He was impressed to see her still hanging around though he wasn't about to tell the woman that just now. He wasn't even certain he could string a straight faced sentence together anyways and he wasn't about to try and hold a civilized conversation right at the moment, besides, she didn't seem like she could use a sensible conversation. [html] He chuckled and took another shot of the whiskey before letting it settle down beside him in the hay and cross his arms behind his head as he returned the greeting, his soft Irish lilt taking hold as he spoke. " 'ello.." His stormy orbs watching as she made precious hold of the bottle she'd found, lord knows were, though he could imagine. His mother had brought quite a bit of the wicked substance back to Phoenix Valley from the city, why he didn't know, but if she was alive right now he's sure thank her. He grinned as he asked, "Have we drove.. you to drinkin' that quick..ly" He'd already gone and done it, trying to piece together too much too soon. He'd got the words out atleast, though there was no way he could play at being sober, it was a good thing he didn't need to anyways.[/html] - Asariel - 03-26-2009 [html]
[/html] - DaVinci 'Dait Nasphri - 03-28-2009 He couldn't help but shake his head at her reply. Well if they hasn't drove her to drinking yet then he was quite curious as to why she seemed to be even worse of than he was this day. His stormy orbs took in the sight of the woman as she seemed to covet the liquor as though he would steal it at any moment. A wicked smile broke across his lips as he chuckled. "See if you'll feel the same in the morning.." he didn't know, but it didn't seem like the girl was the type to drink often and he would love to see just how she fared when reality set in and the world came crashing down on her skull, one throbbing mass of light, sounds and scents from the lovely glorious home about her. He tossed back another as he sighed, the burn of the liquor flowing through his veins was enough to put him at ease, but the company at hand was another story. Such a distraction that didn't seem to know how to keep still or quiet, yet atleast she was amusing. His stormy eyes turned to glance over the woman as her words met his ears. He was silent a moment as the wicked grin lingered on his lips as he answered. "But I'm not now, am I?" He was a dangerous man now, in control and out of control at the same time. The burning blood in his veins and the high made his world tilt dangerously, and she seemed to be the reason for that at this moment.. not that he minded.. it made the world all that more interesting. |