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It had been more than a few weeks since the situation with his father had passed. Jasper was still confused about what exactly had happened, only that it involved a ghost other than Rusalki, a ghost that had some how taken control of his father. No one controlled his father, at least the boy hadn't ever thought it would be possible. What made all of it even worse was that Rusalki refused to talk to him about it. He'd never seen his friend so serious before, it struck a chord of fear in his heart. Whatever blanket of hope that Jasper had been wrapped in had been since removed. The way his father had grabbed him sent the boy spiraling back to the ways of old. He'd been starting to become comfortable about being around Ahren, less fearful, and he liked to think that they were getting closer, but that had all been wiped away.
All of that, among a vast stretch of other things, was why the blonde de le Poer had slipped away from Clouded Tears so late in the evening. He knew where he was going even before he left, a place that he had stumbled up once or twice during his rounds through the city. It was bar, one that looked as if someone had been working on fixing it up just to abandon it in the middle of it all. Jasper made his way inside quickly, sliding past the stools and tables to the area behind the bar, where he quickly disappeared. Soon enough he emerged, hunched over, dragging out a large box of half filled bottles. He placed them on the bar then, taking each out one by one, examining it before setting it out on the bar. He hadn't ever drank substances like this before, he didn't know where to start. |
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He had taken back to his old ways, working on and off again, and then when he felt like it, he would stop and go and drink or find something to get him to the next buzz, weather it be going though the home in the jungle, or heading down to Nirvana, and eating, or by smoking some of the plants that grew wild there, he had placed a name with it, but never had any one really told him what the name of these blessed little plants where called.
Lucifer had to stay away, get away and stay away, he wanted to make sure his mind was clear before he went back to the lands, the male enter the lands, there was that sweet sweet smell of alcohol, he wasn't able to pick out just which flavor was out, the male licked his lips as he move towards the smell.
Watching the male fuss around with the bottles Lucifer stood in the doorway,trying to figure out how long the male was going to look at the bottles, before he just opened up on and put it to his lips and drank it. Lucifer shook his head, "Need any help drinking that stuff?"
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The bottles were all shapes and sizes, different colors with different pictures, and Jasper didn't have any idea where to begin. Most of them had different names, different colors of liquid on the inside, and all the young boy could do was stare at all the bottles, frustrated. Jasper wasn't at all the social type, not even when it came to his own family, and he was certain that his father would know what they all were, could explain something about them. Jasper could never ask him though and it hurt him to think about it. All he ever wanted was to be good enough for someone. After he'd caused his mother to leave he never thought it was possible but he'd now felt it was getting there, at least, until the situation with his father the other day.
The boy was startled by the voice of the other male, the bottle he was holding in his hand clattering back to the bottom of the box as he spun around. Bi-colored eyes sought out the owner of the voice, though one was covered by the patch of black hair that hung in front of it. "I guess?" He answered hesitantly, bringing a hand up to scratch nervously at his ear. "D'ya know anything 'bout this stuff?" He asked then, as if a sudden realization had hit him. It wasn't likely that someone who had never drank before would just offer themselves up for drinking. Maybe he could get a little help figuring out what to start with.
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Lucifer looked at the bottle, then to the male, he looked a bit over come by all that was there. Which was fine, if the blond wolf couldn't or didn't drink all that was there, he would do it. Lucifer knew that he might not be able to hold it all down, however drinking it was something that he loved, a passion of sorts of his own. He wasn't sure if he was able to pin point a time in his life where he fell in love with the intoxicating drink.
Nodding to the male as he looked to him, the black hair in his face, Lucifer could only see the one eye. Pushing off the door fame the male came to the front leaning on the bar, as he picked up a bottle and shook it looking it over. He watched as the amber colored drink moved back and forth in the bottle."Enough to get me by." Lucifer pulled out the cork, as he sniffed the drink, he smacked his lips. "Smells old, but good. Here." Lucifer offered up the bottle to the male, it was rude to have the first drink, since he didn't find the box.
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Jasper had taken a moment to step back away from the bar and the bottles, trying to give the other male a better chance to look at all the bottles. If he could identify them, and he was indeed going to stay, it would make sense for him to just come in closer and settle in. It was what the male did too, and Jasper shuffled his way nervously back to the bar, trying to discreetly move just a bit further away from the strange male, but still at about half an arm's distance away. The boy observed the other male a few moments, watching the way he lifted the drink and swirled the liquid around in it. Suddenly the cork was out and it was being handed over in his direction.
The scent was sweet and sickening all at the same time, almost as if it was making his skin crawl. The boy wasn't the type to want to make people angry though, he already knew the results that it could bring, so he took hold of the bottle without a second thought. People drank it for a reason after all, and the was still curious as to why. He put the bottle to his mouth and drew it back quickly, taking in a larger gulp than he probably should have. The bottle then slammed back down against the bar, his hand sliding away from it, and the blonde male hunched over in a half choking, half coughing sound. It burned, how it was possible he wasn't sure, but it burned.
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Lucifer laughed, he didn't mean to, but the male's face was quick to twist up in pain. Yes it was beyond clear that this was the male's first time at drinking any thing this heavy. Pulling a paw up to his mute he coughed, trying to muffle out the laugh. With a sigh the male slicked back his hair, pulling it up into a sloppy pony tail, with a leather tie. He gave a nod, as he open a twin to the bottle, sniffing it. It wasn't as strong, but never the less. Lucifer opened up his mouth pouring some down, as he also twisted his face. Pain, but it was more then welcomed. Lucifer put the bottle down upon the bar, looking to the blond male. "Whiskey, man use to make it with corn."
Lucifer smacked his lips as he took another drink from the bottle, as he then leaned down over top of the bar, looking to the male, he wanted to see how much the male could hold down."You feelin' brave enough for a old fashion drinking game?"
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Jasper observed the other male as he drank, noting the fact that the reaction was far from the one that he had. How did he do it though? It had the young male puzzled, wondering. Even more than that, though, was the fact that the darker male seemed to enjoy it. The taste wasn't really bad or anything, it was the burn in his throat and stomach as it went down that got him. His ears drooped suddenly, just another thing that Jasper wasn't a good at, something else that he might never have in common with his father. The other male spoke then and, though Jasper didn't twist his ears about in interest, he still heard and gave a nod of his head.
Corn was something that he was familiar with, though how it had anything to do with a drink, he wasn't sure. "A game?" He asked then, somewhat nervous at the thought of it. Jasper had never really played many games before, nor had any of them been with strangers, so the thought was foreign to him. After a moment of silence he answered, a slight hesitation in his voice. "Sure." It was the least he could do, really, since the other male was helping him, after all.
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The male gave a nod, yes a game. An old fashion drinking game, where the winner was the one that was the drunkest at the end of the night, the loser had to make sure the winner didn't pass out from the alcohol going though there body. the black male reached down and pulled out a small snot glass, and placed it on the bar and picked up the cork that had came out of the bottle. With a smile the male toss the fair colored male the cork,"Now try to toss it into the glass, you hit it, I take a drink, you miss it you take a drink, and vice versa. Any questions?"
Lucifer wasn't sure how well this game was going to go, but heck if he would teach this boy any thing it would be how to drink like there was nothing to live for. Lucifer had master that one art at a young age. Resting his arms on the bar as he watched the male, looking at the bottle, he couldn't wait to drink this boy under the table.
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Jasper found it quite curious that they could use the liquid substance to play an actual game, which left him completely confused as to how it could actually be incorporated into a game. The younger male watched Lucifer as he moved, took out the glass, and then explained the game. It was honestly more simple that Jasper thought it would be and, honestly, he was a little bit thankful for that. It was bad enough that he was hesitant about the whole situation, but having a hard time understand a game would've been horrible. "Alright." He said then, nodding his head as he shuffled back a few steps. It seemed simple enough.
Of course, wanting someone to think that he was actually good at something made the younger male over think it. He adjusted his position, re-adjusted, and adjusted some more before he finally thought he had it right. He tossed it then, with a little power, and watched as it hit the edge of the glass and bounced away. Frowning a bit at himself, Jasper glanced at the other male before stepping back toward the bar. He took the bottle, filled the glass, and threw it back without a second thought. Maybe if he drank it faster it wouldn't burn as much. That wasn't the case though, and the boy coughed and choked, stumbling back a bit after placing the glass back down. "Your turn." He said in choked voice, shaking his head a bit to try and alleviate the burn.
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The male was liking this male, he was fun to be around. Lucifer watched as his face again curled up as he took a drink from his bottle. The male looked to the cream colored male as he gave a nod, as he picked up the bottle stopper, aiming and tossing, it flew past the cup, he was a master of drinking, not of shooting games. The male rolled his shoulders back as he took the bottle in his paws looking at it, when he took it to his mouth, drinking a mouthful of his drink the male coughed after he sallowed, it was a nice warming kick, but it was a kick. The black male gave a nod to him."Looks like where even here."
The black male pushed the cork over to the male, as he braced him-self onto the bar, he wasn't having a buzzed yet, but he knew at this rate he wouldn't be that far off."Don't try so hard it might come better to you." Lucifer wanted to see the male walk alway with a smile it was the point of the game, well really it was a chance to drink and get drunk while meeting a new face.
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It was only his second drink and, as the other male took his turn tossing the cork, it began to set in. He felt almost..fuzzy..like someone was stuffing cotton into his head through his ears. His head shifted one way and then another, though it was a very vague movement, and after only a moment a wide grin fell across his lips. It was a good feeling, what little of it that had settled in thus far, and he'd grown leaps and bounds more comfortable. Ears jumped suddenly at the words spoken, nodding his head in some semblance of understanding as he reached for the cork.
Holding lightly, he stepped back just a bit, simply tossing it out into the air. The cork missed the glass by what seemed like miles, bouncing away and rolling across the floor. Jasper, only just catching the action with his eyes, leaned forward and burst into sudden laughter. He shuffled forward, past the bottle that would soon be meeting him and toward the cork. He leaned over, stumbled for a moment, and finally picked it up. With it in tow he continued back toward the bottle, which he immediately grabbed and took a swig of while passing the cork off to the raven colored stranger. He replaced the bottle with a thunk, stepping back. "Stuffs purtty good, actually." He commented suddenly, reaching over to grab hold of the bar.
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The game was passing it seemed like the male was enjoying this game just as much as he was. With a laugh the male took another drink watching the male stubble back then coming back to the bar drinking so more, the male rested his body upon the top of the bar with a laugher followed by a nod. Yes the stuff was good, it was so good that neither one of them was willing to stop drinking and admit that they couldn't handle the stuff. Lucifer wasn't as far good as the raven haired male was, but he wasn't really that far off, he was a pro at drinking and getting drunk. The black male shook his head, taking another drink out of the bottle.
"You had best lay off, I'd hate for to be sick."
Lucifer smacked his lips together looking the raven haired male up and down, the more Lucifer drank it was coming clear to him that the male before him was hot, not just let me droll over you hot. It was like the hot where your willing to do any thing you can to have sex with them, just to say that you've done the deed with that being.
"Your...Hot! Like Sexy hot."
There was Lucifer saying what ever was on his mind. Wasn't always the best thing, but at this point he was so far gone from where he could care.
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