arealprince (arealprince) wrote in 4bidden, @ 2014-07-25 19:52:00 |
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Current mood: | nostalgic |
Entry tags: | #week: 2, &day: friday, *character: rupert giles (dropped), *character: russell wallace, ~thread: complete |
WHO: Russell & Ripper
WHEN: Week 2, Friday Evening
WHERE: Gile's House
WHAT: Russ and Ripper Reminiscing
RATING: NSFW, sex drugs and rock and roll involved
STATUS: Closed - In Progress
Russell drank the last swallow from the ice cold bottle of beer. "Another dead soldier!" he announced, tossing it into the recycling sack to join it's twenty other comrades. The werewolf was finally starting to get a nice buzz on. It took a great volume of beer and dedicated drinking for Russell to get decently drunk. "Two points!"
He reached over and pulled another one from the cooler he had brought out to Ripper's patio. Russell sat in one of the lounge chairs, drinking and watching the stars come out. Occasionally, he'd see the fluttering of wings as one of the tiny bats came out of hiding to snatch an insect from the air. He twisted the top off the next bottle and took a long drink. Aside from the sounds of the darkening night, he could hear the faint strains of River's music. Russell assumed she was dancing. Lillah was probably reading in the library, curled up in one of the big wing-backed chairs. She practically lived in the library. Russell liked both of the girls. They were both scary smart and strange. Just the sort of women Ripper liked. Which reminded him.
Looking at Ripper, relaxing in the other lounge chair, Russell broke out into a large grin. "Hey, do you remember that chick... God, what was her name? The one with the big black hair and the dark make up and all those earrings? You know which one I'm talking about, the Joan Jett wannabe who loved bats..."