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."

[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."

[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?"

[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.

[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.

[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?

[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.

[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.

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?

+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?"

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!

[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.

[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.

[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.