Manly Drinking Times

[fierybluebird]

Who: Marco, Thatch, Logan, Namur, Roxas, Vyse, Chandra, Natsuno, and anyone else who wants in on this drinking game
Where: The Sun! And the Moon! And all the ships in between
When: Sunday May 4th, pursuant to this hilarity
What: MANLY DRINKING TIMES
Warnings: Ehhhhh ARRRRR For Rum. And drinking. And war. And fuck who knows what else, remind me to update if needed.
Status: OPEN!!!



Marco quickly set up a couple of kegs at the ready for the drinking party. Because it was just plain necessary, and a lot like old times. The last two weeks were still weighing on Marco's mind. War, Peace, phoenixes. Was it a good idea to really enjoy war so much? Was it a bad one? Maybe it was inevitable, so he might as well enjoy it. Like life, right? Or should he not encourage it just because it was amusing?

It was too much of a headache, that's why he was just going to drink.

He also set up some non-alcoholic drinks for Leanne and everyone else. Green tea, fruit juices, but they were all clearly marked.

Marco gave a quick piercing whistle. "OI SPADES! Roll call and drinking games!"

And maybe drunk board games, he would blame that on Ace though.

Comments

[thatched]

"Now this looks damn familiar!" Thatch laughed and lifted a cask of rum, working of the cork with a knife. "Oi, Marco, line up the cups! Let's make it easier for these guys to wash it down."

[fierybluebird]

"Yosh," Marco beamed ear to ear and performed a few tricks with the unstacking process.

Never let it be said that Marco wasn't a show off whenever inhumanly possible.

[feetarestrange]

Nami just sort of stared at the alcohol that was being brought out. What was even more curious were all the different types.

"Do humans really need so many kinds of drinks? Doesn't it all do the same?"

She had learned about what being 'drunk' meant. It didn't seem great to her.

[om_nom_namur]

"Way ahead a y' bro!" Namur hollered back. He showed up on deck a few minutes later regardless, already smelling of alcohol and his usually bouyant attitude much subdued. Yes, he intended to get seriously drunk and that meant everyone got to deal with his ironically sober side. "Shit, what a mess."

[thatched]

"Nam-chan, here, my poor feckless friend." He wrapped an arm around Namur's shoulders and guided him to a seat. "Drink your poor woman troubles away and try not to make any new ones."

[fierybluebird]

"You're overthinking it mate," Marco tugged the fishman close with one arm in a hug. "The spark would have happened sooner or later seeing as Grell is so feisty, and Codi doesn't know what she's messing with."

It probably didn't help that Marco thought it was hilarious and epic, and all kinds of awesome. And damn if he wasn't head over heels for Robin, he'd have been that much more smitten for Grell. What? Chainsawing people over a temperamental overprotective fit is hot. He's just saying thinking.

[theartofboom]

It's hard for Chandra not to be drawn into such things, and she hops up on the deck when she hears the party begin. The kegs draw her in and she fills up a mug, careful to keep Edric the Drake away from anything other than the alcohol. But he still belches a gout of flame up into the air from her shoulder.

"Right, so is any of this stuff good on fire? Or is it the kind of booze you drink cold?"

[fierybluebird]

"That depends how much you want to burn away the good stuff," Marco gave her a wry grin, faintly amused. "Everything except the kid's table is flammable, eh." It was mostly alcohol after all.

[feetarestrange]

Hold on, what. "Why would you want to set it on fire?" It sounded like someone's been hanging around Ace for too long.

[donthithimintheballs]

He's only mildly late to this party. He'd heard the call, heard others moving around, and after a bit he came up to deck as well, a grin on his face as he looked over the party setting.

"Did someone mention drinks?" Ignoring the party games part of it actually. He's here for the booze. Lighting up a cigar Logan would join in now, and you -might- even get him to play games too.

[fierybluebird]

Marco tossed Logan a bottle of rum. "Catch, eh?" Hopefully the other man actually caught it before slicing it. Rum was a terrible thing to waste.

[thatched]

"Hello, there, Loganberry." He grabbed Logan under one arm and shoved a drink in his hand while leering at him, just a little. "Tell me about her."

[reluctantjinrou]

It sounded a lot like a party. He'd never played drinking games before and he didn't know any. Although he could have indulged in alcohol on board, he hasn't taken much of an opportunity to do so.

All the same, he came up from below deck, pushing his hair out of his eyes. Natsuno was going to have to do something with it soon. He got himself some rum and leaned against the railing nonchalantly.

[fierybluebird]

"Want a Bloody Mary?" Marco gave a sly grin to the Jinrou, unable to resist the pun.

[ex_automobiles598]

Why was she even here? Well whatever, it was probably to take her mind off recent events. Yeah that was it. Asami sat at the table with a mug of rum and a cup of tea next to it, her arms were crossed as she casually observed the others doing their thing. Which was basically drinking and getting really drunk.

She picked the mug up and sniffed at it...Should she actually be drinking this?

[fierybluebird]

Marco perched on a railing nearby, "First time?"

[bolincredible]

Well, that was definitely why he was at this shindig.

Okay, partially. Honestly, he was mostly on board for the "roll call and drinking games" get together because a lot of other people were on board for it and it seemed like the opening to a pretty fun night. Their last party kind of got tossed out the window, after all. People having good fun together was always okay in his book.

And so it was that Bolin, with a mug of his own, situated himself in the chair opposite of Asami's. Across a table was way better for talking than having to crane his neck to one side all the time.

"Let me guess: can't come up with a great toast on the spot." He could totally relate to that.

[heartismyown]

Roxas hopped his way over from the Moon to check out this kind of party gathering. There's an awful lot of parties these days and he isn't sure what to make of it. He wasn't sure what the occasion was, so he kept back so he could observe and figure it out before doing anything else.

[fierybluebird]

"YO KID!" Marco ruffles Roxas' hair. "Join in, have a drink, if you want, eh?"

[vysecaptain]

Vyse isn't one to pass up alcohol if he's not the guy running the ship, and so he's helped himself to a few cups of rum.

One of which he's currently enjoying up on one of the mast's yards, watching the goings-on below.

[fierybluebird]

A bit later, once the party really gets going and Marco's checked on all of the crew that need checking on, he ducks out of the way to let Ace and the other party animals take over.

Which means switching to hybrid form with wings and talons, and flying up the mast when he thinks no one's looking. Which is how he spots Vyse. So he grabs a cautious perch next to him, and gives the other pirate a curious head tilt. Maybe Vyse was looking for peace and quiet as well?

"Yo."

Later that Evening - Open to Faye

[donthithimintheballs]

Much later, after one too many drinks, and possible rethinking what Thatch said (that jerk) you might find Logan taking a breather and writing a private log out to someone.

IF she notices it.

IF she responses...

God what was he doing?

Idiot.

Okay, one too many drinks. But things were still buzzing. Party still going. Others were here. It wouldn't matter. One more person.

The note, sent private to her journal, simply said in shitty writing.

Faye. You busy over there with a war? Or you got time for that drink?

What the hell was he doing?

[myfayevalentine]

The message made Faye laugh - the handwriting alone was enough to tell that perhaps he was making this impromptu decision after a few drinks. But whatever, if anything she could take advantage of that.

So she wrote out her reply:

Looks like I have some time. Give me a moment and I'll be there.


She needed a moment too, because of the effort of getting changed, freshening up for him, and grabbing a bottle or two of rum.

+1 Selphie for manly drinking times

[booyaka_boom]

Games! That sounded like fun! And drinking - she could do that too. Admittedly, not nearly as much as some others on the ship, but she was getting steadily better at it. Besides, it was a totally pirate thing to do.

So there was a Selphie, filling up a large mug with some rum and some lemondade. It wasn't a cocktail, but it was better than rum straight. Selphie will plonk herself down wherever there is space for her, smiling at everyone, "Okay! So, what are we playing?"

kukukuku >:)

[fierybluebird]

"'I've Never,'" Marco grinned, "You ever played before?"

Evening

[hiken]

Ace woke up for his late shift, noting numerous bottles scattered around and a tapped keg rocking back and forth behind some of the supplies. Frowning irritably, Ace kicked a bottle off of the ship and huffed. He slept through an entire party?

What a jerk he was!

Evening

[fierybluebird]

Marco hopped down from his watching spot up on one of the masts and poked Ace's cheeks.

"You awake now Sleeping Freckles?"

[bolincredible]

"Consider me rolled, sir!"

Okay, Bolin distinctly heard somebody say "games". Drinking games, true, and those were generally not usually his style, but the fact still remained that the ship seemed all set for something lighthearted. Some regular old pirate fun! And after opting to skip out on the big revenge bash (because... it was a big revenge bash), fun and lighthearted were pretty high up on his to-find list.

So he made his way on up to the deck, wound up with a mug of something he hadn't completely identified yet, and pretty much did the same sort of thing he'd normally have a lot of fun doing: namely, walking around being friendly. People having fun is fun. Simple truths like that would always remain. His feelings on rum, of course, were yet to be determined.

[fierybluebird]

"YO! Brolin! Over here!" Marco waved an arm with a giant grin on his face. Also he just nicknamed him based on being Mako's little brother. Let's be real though, if you're a man of brothers, this is the crew for you.

[streetferret]

That whistle's what brought Mako out of the bunks. If there's one thing he takes seriously, it's roll call. But the uptight firebender claimed a small spot at the table and held a cup of green tea that never stopped steaming.

Drinking wasn't anything he wanted to be a part of, but he was intent on there at least being one responsible person present for this get together. If there's one thing Mako never took part in, it was alcohol.

One cup of tea and he was heading back to the bunks. Period.

[fierybluebird]

Never change Mako. You're making Marco look like the life of the party, and he's usually the designated sober one who has to look after all the baby ducklings that is his crew.

"You okay little matey?" Because you look about as stiff as a marine surrounded by pirates.

[by_heart]

Lea was ostensibly making an appearance to check in on Roxas and reel him in if necessary, since obviously he wasn't interested in spectating on the party. Not at all. Or so he'd been telling himself. It was depressing, too, because he was a party kind of guy, but with things as they were, he wasn't really feeling it. He'd been keeping to his galley more than usual lately, so outside of Roxas, he was beginning to feel like he'd forgotten how to interact with people. Super depressing.

[heartismyown]

"Hi Lea!" Roxas called cheerfully, running up to glomp him around the middle with one arm. He had a cup in hand that looked like sweet fruit juice.