05-05-2009, 05:45 PM
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short, sorry :x
As usual, Haven was tipsy if not drunk. Though he had decided to venture out from the dank bar today, quite adventurous for him in his current mental state. His long ivory mane hung limply around his shoulders as he stumbled through the dirty city streets. In one hand he had a bottle of rum. The spiced liquor was becoming his favorite. It tasted a little better than some of the others. Though anything that kept him inebriated was fine with him. He had left his jacket at the bar, but he still wore his tattered jean shorts.
Jade eyes were cloudy and half lidded. That was probably why he didn't catch site of the rather large piece of rubble that was in his direct path. His foot tripped over it and he went stumbling to the ground. As he fell the bottle fell from his hands and landed with a loud shattering noise. The hybrid sat there on his hands and knees, frowning. There had been at least half the bottle left in there. "Dammit," he grumbled under his breath. He moved to sit on his rump and dusted off his hands. He didn't much feel like standing back up just yet.
As usual, Haven was tipsy if not drunk. Though he had decided to venture out from the dank bar today, quite adventurous for him in his current mental state. His long ivory mane hung limply around his shoulders as he stumbled through the dirty city streets. In one hand he had a bottle of rum. The spiced liquor was becoming his favorite. It tasted a little better than some of the others. Though anything that kept him inebriated was fine with him. He had left his jacket at the bar, but he still wore his tattered jean shorts.
Jade eyes were cloudy and half lidded. That was probably why he didn't catch site of the rather large piece of rubble that was in his direct path. His foot tripped over it and he went stumbling to the ground. As he fell the bottle fell from his hands and landed with a loud shattering noise. The hybrid sat there on his hands and knees, frowning. There had been at least half the bottle left in there. "Dammit," he grumbled under his breath. He moved to sit on his rump and dusted off his hands. He didn't much feel like standing back up just yet.