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

[bolincredible]

"Oh, you don't have to tell me that." He never did remember to ask, post-heartbreak, if that night was all snot-nosed Bolin feeling sad-caused or if he should have paid more attention to what menu item he jabbed a finger towards. Things got busy.

He's not exactly huge on the drinking thing, really. It goes against a lot of his reinforced 'being an athlete is the only way you make a living' instincts, even after the reality of his new pro-bending-less life settled in, and even after his Nuktuk success rolled in to replace it. (And when you've seen one homeless drunk in Republic City's less-than-savory underbelly, you've just about seen them all.) But today, it seems like... a thing to be tried. Or a thing not too likely to get him killed, and something not entirely inappropriate for a pirate ship. Learn by doing? But he already knows how to drink stuff, so it's more... following the crowd, he doesn't know. Bolin props his chin on one hand and offers a semi-conspiratorial grimace.

"Narook's tastes way better." He tips his head to one side and back, quickly. All the power of a shrug without the shoulders, because he is moderately impressed by how accurate his next statement is. "And only a little bit worse coming back up."

[bolincredible]

"Yeah, I think I am. I mean, I heard 'games' and I'm just a naturally competitive guy. It's the athlete in me." Honestly, between his own general interest and the warm reception now up on deck, there wasn't much chance that he'd pass on giving it a go.

[by_heart]

"No drinking, but you could talk me into a game." If he was going to drink at all, it would be after Roxas had crashed and he'd hauled him back to their room and made sure he wasn't going anywhere. Even then he wasn't sure if he would. He could get up to some pretty stupid things when he was drunk and now wasn't the best time to rid himself of his inhibitions.

[heartismyown]

"Okay! What kind of game do you want to play? Can you teach me a new one?" He bounced in place, tugging on Lea's arm.

[by_heart]

"It was your idea!" He should have seen that one coming. "What kind of game do you want to play?"

[heartismyown]

"Hmmm...I dunno." Roxas seemed to think about it for a moment and then tugged on his hand. "Wanna spar with me?"

[by_heart]

In the middle of the deck in the middle of a party where everyone is drinking. Brilliant idea, Roxas.

"No! Definitely no! I said 'game,' not 'way to sink the ship.'"

[heartismyown]

He looked around idly as he was trying to think, letting go of Lea's arm.

"I have games in our room..."

Roxas realized after a moment that he didn't have ahold of Lea anymore and he attempted to glomp him and wrap his arms around his middle. "Don't go anywhere though!"

[formerabyssinian]

[A no go on the broken bones. Gunshot wound, cuts, bruises, but no broken bones. Yet. Of course he would take one for wearing men's underwear. But before he does, he calmly switches drinks with Selphie. Time to start on iced tea. Aya then takes a shot of rum, feeling the burn of it in his throat.]

I've never worn women's underwear. [The fingers at the base of his neck felt really nice. He gives Selphie's shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

[fierybluebird]

[Two shots for Marco.]

[He can't even say he's never gone naked, because you know... he has.]

[And the truly wilder kinkier shit he hasn't done, he doubts they have.]

[Plus it would just give them ideas of milder things to get him to drink on.]

I never learned to ride a bike.

[booyaka_boom]

*She looks affronted at having her drink stolen, but then realises that they're swapping, and she's quite happy to drink iced tea if Aya is having rum. She giggles at Aya's suggestion and Marco's shot*

Really Marco? What did you wear? I bet you looked pretty!

*A shot of iced tea*

Uhm... I've never... worn a pirate hat?

[formerabyssinian]

[Aya is now looking at Marco quite skeptically. He's curious as to why he even needed to wear women's underwear.]

[He takes a shot while listening to Selphie's questions and her statement. Sorry, he's not taking a shot for that.]

Why...? [The question is directed at Marco. He needed to know!]

I've never worn an eyepatch.

[fierybluebird]

My brother Izou is an okama. I'd do anything for my brothers, and sometimes he likes to have company in crossdressing. I've also worn the nurse's uniform for my Pops, and cosplayed ah.... probably a little bit of everything.

But...

[GIANT GRIN. And little victory signs with his fingers.]

Joke's on you both, I've never worn either of those, yoi.

I've never had long hair either.

[booyaka_boom]

*Dammit. She should have thought about that better to get at Aya. She pouts a little at herself, and at her iced tea. Still, she glances at Aya with a smirk for Marco's last one. Her hair was growing a little since she'd got there but still it couldn't really be called long*

I've never used a sword!

[formerabyssinian]

[All Aya is thinking is that 'you both suck' as he takes his two shots.]

I'm running out of statements. Uh...I've never worn pink.

[streetferret]

All Mako did was point his thumb over his shoulder at a plastered Namur trying to breakdance.

And then sip his tea.

shhh, magic

[streetferret]

"Tea. Not exactly like it is from my home, but it's the closest they have."

He glanced down, still not completely used to her tail; not yet. Taking in a breath of his steaming cup, Mako took a sip and then set it back down on the table.

"Was there anything you're used to from your world?" He eyed the fruit juice for a moment. What would a creature living in the ocean drink, or would they even have to? Questions he never thought he'd be asking himself.

[streetferret]

"Okay, that's gross." Sorry, not sorry, little bro.

However, Bolin's been there with Mako since day one, and giving him yet another pre-emptive lecture felt exhausting. Especially after what went down in Corsair. Unwinding's overdue for everyone.

Save for him of course.

"I'm just giving you a heads up that I'll carry you out if you do." And he didn't care who would see.

[fierybluebird]

Marco waves a hand back and forth, "That's not from the rum. That's because he ha lady troubles. They want him enough to fight for him and he doesn't know how to handle that, yoi."

[streetferret]

"We're talking about the same guy, right?" Lady troubles are something Mako can understand, more than he'd like to. But yeah, he figured Marco was just putting him on.

[by_heart]

Lea just stared at him. How was he supposed to go anywhere with a little blond barnacle attached to whatever part of his body he can't move away fast enough?

"Either I stay here by myself or you drag me back to the room. You gotta pick one 'cause both at the same time isn't going to work."

[heartismyown]

What kind of logic was Lea expecting?

"Okay, we can go to our room."

Roxas laced his fingers with Lea's and tugged on his hand. "Come on then!"

[hiken]

"Oi, who even gave you any?" Ace took the bottle, frowning towards Nami. He looked a little worried, at that. "They fret with Leanne, but givin' you drinks..."

It was racism, Ace thought. The bird people were ganging up on the goldfish lady!

"Anyway, thanks. Fortunately, I've gotten a better taste for liquor. It's not so bad as when I was younger."

When he was ten, he meant.

[hiken]

He didn't think twice about the little rivulet of blood running down from his forehead. Ace didn't really ever notice his own injuries. It came with the solid three months he spent trying to kill Whitebeard and getting tossed around like a ragdoll. Durability didn't come cheap.

"I sleep better when everyone's happy," He relaxed and popped the top off of the bottle. "I guess if you guys party, that makes me sleep even better."

[by_heart]

"Okay, okay, I'm coming." Lea dutifully let himself be dragged back towards their room. All in all, it was probably the smartest solution to the issue. Roxas had something to entertain himself with that didn't involve alcohol, they'd be far enough away from the party that there wouldn't be any temptation to go get MORE alcohol, and Lea wouldn't have to socialize with anyone he wasn't really looking forward to socializing with.