high_seas | [Log || 004] Empieza and Aeolipile

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[Log || 004] Empieza and Aeolipile

Who: Hazardous Materials
Where: Isla Empieza first, then sailing to Aeolipile Isle!
When: 4/1 - 4/28
What: Picking up new crew members and recovering from the Navy battle! Plus shenanigans.
Warnings: DRAGON!!! But no, nothing really. Probably.
Style: Any!
Status: Open if you're on Isla Empieza and want to hang out!

This is our April log of awesomeness! Date your threads accordingly and probably include a location. This is the plan for now:

4/1-4/10: Hanging around IE, grabbing Cynthia, STUFF.
4/11-4/15: Sailing to Aeolipile!
4/16-4/28: Aeolipile craziness.

HAVE AT!

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[Being on an island was nice. Having a part was nice. Having a party with alcoholic drinks... not so nice? SO nope, not having anything to do with the drinking part, and more importantly not letting three certain little brothers and anyone else not an adult get near any of it.

So Leo is around, he may be partying some but he'll also be avoiding any rounds and/or keeping his brothers away from getting any alcohol. But if anyone would like to attempt to get mr. goody three toes to loosen up or get him drunk, then no one's stopping you.

Edited 2014-04-17 01:14 (UTC)

Hello cutie

[From behind, she slips her arms around his neck and rests her chin on top of his head. She was a little late to the party, but that was her own fault for thinking she didn't have what it takes to go drinking with the boys.]

Looks like you boys are having fun here. What did I miss?

[At this point, Leo had lose the fight against alcohol.He only had a couple, but he was currently very tipsy and uncoordinated, hence why he was holding onto the side of the wall when Cynthia hugged him. He tilted his head up, his face flushed from being drunk, but when he saw who was essentially his surrogate parent, he pulled off a dopey smile.]

Oh hi Cyn'hia! Wh're ya be'n? Yous mizzed sho muuuch~!

[...whelp. She knew Gan Ning had every intention of getting her turtle babies drunk tonight. But come on! Isn't alcohol tolerance part of their training? Conditioning the body and all that?

Or was Leo REALLY just a horrible lightweight?]

I was on the boat dealing with a few things...Leo, how much have you had?

[Well it might have been part of their training... if Splinter had ever taught then alcohol tolerance instead of banning it from them.

At the question, Leo 'hmm' to himself a few times as he pondered.]

Le'ssh see... umm... 10... 11... ma'be 12... or was i' 13? I for'et. [Giggles]

13!?

[Insert mental face palm here. He was fifteen for arceus' sake! Who in their right mind would allow a minor to...oh right, Gan Ning...
Well...she didn't want to be the kill joy. Even if she knew this was horrible levels of wrong, she takes a mug from one of the tavern servers and takes a swig herself. It tasted horrible. But she knew she'll probably need it if she wanted to get through the night in one piece.]

Ok ok...how many fingers am I holding up?

[Please say 4...please please say 4...]

Umm...

[He tried to count, but all three of Cynthia's hands kept being all blurry and wouldn't hold still. He tilted his head to try to count, but it didn't help.]

Ca,' tell, your ha'da whon't hol' shtill. All th'ee of 'em keep movin'. Han's ple'se shtop.

[Squint. Just...squint.]

Leo, I'm pretty sure you've had enough for one night.

Wha'?! Nah! I' fine Cy'thia. All I' had whash t'is tasty whater the gu's ga'e me. I' good, really!

[And he leans off the wall as he says this, causing him to faceplant into the floor. He made an 'oof' noise, but otherwise just turned himself over onto his shell and laid there while smiling.]

See? I' good!

Tasty...water? What?

[She takes one of the cups from the table to take a whiff. Ok, even she knew water doesn't smell like THAT. Arceus what have these boys been giving him?!
Sighing, she offers her hand to help the poor turtle up.]

Get up Leo, you're embarrassing yourself.

O'aay. The floor fe'es nice tho'h.

[Still, he took the offered hand and let himself be helped up. But just as he let go of the hand once fully up, he nearly fell again and ended up grabbing Cynthia by the shoulders to keep himself upright.]

Hmm... my le's are being big mea'ies. Knock i' off le's!

[Glares at his feet]

[And she was glaring at him. Honestly Leo, she expected more from you. But she will help him to a seat before setting herself down next to him. It was a miracle she had managed to keep her drink in its mug while she did.]

There, now promise me you won't take out your swords tonight.

[Yeah, because who wouldn't want to have a sword fight while drunk?]

[He didn't argue as Cynthia helped him, instead glancing behind him at one of his katana's.]

W'y woul' I? Hmm... I thou'h I had only 2 swo's. Why are the'e th'ee here?

Because Leo, you're very drunk at the moment and I can't pull you out of a tight spot if you get into one. So PLEASE tell me I can trust you to not do something stupid.

[He shrugged as he leaned back into the chair]

O'ay Cyn'hia, I won' do any'hin' stu'id like Raphie wou'd. I p'omise.

Good, now I'm going to go get you some water. You stay put, alright?

[She kisses the top of his head then gets up. Cynthia has little faith that the servers would quickly get her a decent cup of water so she might as well get it herself.

This would also mean she'd be leaving the clearly drunk, minor alone...She was sure she could trust him.]

O'ay, I'll stay. P'omise.

[When Cynthia walked off, Leo just sat and hummed to himself. He moved around in his chair a little bit, leaning it back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth...

Then he leaned it back a little too much. He tried to push back forward, and he did so... a little too much. So he crashed into the table, causing it and anything on it to fall over along with himself again face-planting the floor.

Whoops. So much for not doing anything stupid... or painful at that.]

[With that, a perfectly aimed mug of ale goes straight for the champion's face, and she is CLEARLY she's not happy about being covered in gross smelling pirate alcohol.]

Here, I got you some bread too. Finish it.

[She puts down a cup of water and a plate of bread in front of him, before wiping off the ale off her face.]

I swear, the things I do for you...

[He had just finally sat himself up when Cynthia placed the items before him. He just gives a sheepish grin.]

Hehe... sor'y. It 'as an ac'ident.

[He picked up the bread and munched on it, only stopping briefly to shove all the water from the glass down his throat before returning to the bread.]

Arceus, what am I going to do with you?

[She pats the back of his shell lightly while he ate. Then realized there was one thing she needed to do before making sure thing were safe. She couldn't give a damn if he protested of not. Cynthia unstrapped his sword from his back and dropped them onto the table.

Better to put them somewhere where she could see them.]

How are you feeling?

Hey!

[He gave Cynthia a glare when she unstrapped his swords. But he didn't make any move to stop her, just huffing a bit as he returned to eating the bread. When eh was done, he pushed the plate aside to lean his head on the table.]

Okay... kin'a tired...

[She glares back at him. The same glare a mother would give to a child who did something wrong. So are you REALLY going to go there Leo?]

Don't you use that tone on me. Listen, if you want, I can help you back to the ship so you could rest. But I'm going to have to come back here right after to pick up the other boys.

[Glances at Gan Ning upon hearing the laughing, his face flushed as he was getting close to being out of it.]

Wha's so fu'y?

[Drinks more of the funny tasting water after asking.]

Nothin'. Just happy to see you havin' a good time, Leo.

[smirksmirksmirk]

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