so there was this once drunk party last night...

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

THE MORNING AFTER MEME

 

Last night was great. You drank, you gambled, you ran around naked, you hooked up with a girl/guy or three-- too bad you can't remember it. Waking up in a hotel bed isn't so bad but...

Who is this person next to you?

You know how it is, folks!

1. Post with your character.
2. Tag other people and try and piece the night together or not. Up to you.
3. Anything allowed so long as muns are cool with it.
4. Profit!

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[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ It must have. She might have been... quite eager, what with all the drinking. ]

Better question is why we drank them and how we accumulated stuff. [ Because she's seeing that there are a lot bottles around them. ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

Beats me. Is it your birthday?

[Like it would take any less for Spartans to get drunk enough to end up in bed together. Funny, though, he doesn't have a hangover.]

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

Might as well been have. And yours, too.

[ She's recovering! She's just a bit... confused. Shocked, a little. What is beer. ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[He shuffles around a little bit, suddenly feeling awkward.]

You...okay with this, Six?

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ A pause. ] I'm just not... used to this.

[ Nothing against you, of course, Emile. I mean, at least it's you? But then again... All the confusion. ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

...I can leave, if you want me to.

[yeah all the unsure]

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

No, it's fine. [ It's a quick answer, but she means it. Notices she's still very close to Emile, though. ]

At least you're okay.

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[Well, if she's not going to complain, he's sure as hell not.]

What, a night so good neither of us can remember it, and I only get "okay"?

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ Have a small huff of amusement. ] I meant you don't look hungover. [ From intense drinking.

And then a pause... ] I do remember some... things that could change that "okay" to a "wow."

[ How does assassin go through morning afters? ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[He grins.]

That's more like it.

[He strokes her cheek with one of his fingers lightly, still grinning.]

Wish I did. I'll have to take your word for it, Six.

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ Looks up. Doesn't mind the soft touch. She's actually pretty curious and interested about it. ]

You really don't remember anything at all?

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[He can be gentle when the situation calls for it. Otherwise his bunny'd be a pile of fur by now. And hey, if she likes it, he'll continue it, tracing one of her scars lightly.]

--Just gettin' off patrol, coming back to my room.

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ Ah, that scar. It's a little over a year late of getting it, but it was strangely sensitive. But she doesn't jerk away. ]

And then...? [ If that was all... huh. ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[His eyes narrow as he thinks about it, but still kind of hyperaware of Six's body next to his.]

Hittin' the tequila cause it was Cinco de Mayo.

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

Then... [ Oh, now she's getting more as she thinks about it, especially the tequila bar. ] Then you challenged me to a drinking game.

[ 'Cause you thought her green. With drinking. Which was true, but since when did Six back out from a challenge? ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles a little and traces a little lower.]

You said--somethin'. Don't remember what. Probably a dare. Ended up here.

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ Oh. Will allow this! Curiousity's getting the better part of her. ]

Dared you to hold me down on the floor for five seconds. Five. [ Because Six can get very vigorous and very defiant very quickly. Especially with alcohol in her system, wahoo! ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[His grin widens and he shifts until he's positioned above her. He won't try anything without her explicit approval, of course, but he can't not be playful.]

Like this?

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ There's a glint to her eyes, and... lo! She's gonna flip you on your back, Emile. ]

Like this?

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[Hot.]

Six, I don't remember who won. Maybe we ought to play again.

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ Have a tilt to her head. ]

I get the feeling you're playing it. [ Not remembering. HRM. ]

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[He snakes a hand up her side, light enough to tickle.]

Details are still pretty damn fuzzy.

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, you'll find out she's not the ticklish type. How about you? ]

Seems like you're replaying by memory.

[evaskullface.livejournal.com]

[NOPE although a light touch will get goosebumps and maybe the smallest involuntary shiver. Not a sensation he's had very often in life.]

Yeah? It keep going like this?

[Because he wouldn't object to a complete re-enactment.]

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

[ Touch and experiment. Since she's not drunk this time, this is more her... finding out what makes Emile tick? Hrmhrm, what is she doing---? ]

Probably was more heated. Because of the alcohol.