06-16-2008, 11:25 PM
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Kansas was terribly worried. He didn't know what was going on with Lucifer - generally, the alabaster youth kept himself out of the way. He did not enjoy butting in where he didn't belong. But he hadn't expected to see the dark male he'd heard of many times sitting with wine bottles surrounding him, laughing madly. The boy didn't like seeing a pack member like this. It was yet another thing, minor as it was compared to the other things on his mind.
Naniko seemed surprised to see Kansas there, and he wondered if she was displeased. Maybe she was growing tired of him. He shook his head. Haku, his mother, Lucifer, Naniko, death, guilt... Kansas took the bottle from his packmate's outstretched hand. He felt a weird about doing this, having never taken a drink before. But it seemed appropriate to him. At the moment. It was funny that Naniko had consented too, but he was glad. It would have been awkward to drink with someone he barely knew. "Sorry." He offered this without knowing why.
After sitting on the floor, his back against the loveseat and his legs crossed, he pressed the bottle to his lips. Bitter tasting, but warming and pleasant once he swallowed it. He was on the opposite side of the loveseat from Naniko, and he watched her for a few moments as he drank before looking at Lucifer. "This is good," he remarked stupidly. [/html]
Kansas was terribly worried. He didn't know what was going on with Lucifer - generally, the alabaster youth kept himself out of the way. He did not enjoy butting in where he didn't belong. But he hadn't expected to see the dark male he'd heard of many times sitting with wine bottles surrounding him, laughing madly. The boy didn't like seeing a pack member like this. It was yet another thing, minor as it was compared to the other things on his mind.
Naniko seemed surprised to see Kansas there, and he wondered if she was displeased. Maybe she was growing tired of him. He shook his head. Haku, his mother, Lucifer, Naniko, death, guilt... Kansas took the bottle from his packmate's outstretched hand. He felt a weird about doing this, having never taken a drink before. But it seemed appropriate to him. At the moment. It was funny that Naniko had consented too, but he was glad. It would have been awkward to drink with someone he barely knew. "Sorry." He offered this without knowing why.
After sitting on the floor, his back against the loveseat and his legs crossed, he pressed the bottle to his lips. Bitter tasting, but warming and pleasant once he swallowed it. He was on the opposite side of the loveseat from Naniko, and he watched her for a few moments as he drank before looking at Lucifer. "This is good," he remarked stupidly.