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[LORD] Tyki Mikk ([info]noahism) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2013-09-10 23:21:00

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Entry tags:charlotte charles, dirk strider, euphemia li britannia, lacus clyne, piter de vries, rose, roxy lalonde, spencer reid, tyki mikk

[236] action; open
[devil's compass]

[Old soul or new maybe today's the day you wander into the Devil's Compass, an old-fashioned bar in Sector four. In fact the door's propped open late into the afternoon, before it shuts again with the oncoming rain and traps in the smoky atmosphere. Behind the bar for the most part of the day will be Tyki Mikk himself, a tall and dark haired man in a white shirt with the sleeves rolled back and a well fit but unbuttoned vest. He's tending to the bar with a rag, occasionally moving over to sort out an arrangement of bottles. Quite at home.]

[prayer facility]

[Sometime into the evening a faint tune is floating out of the non-denominational prayer facility in Sector five. If you care to wander in you would see Tyki sitting by the piano, playing it with lazy ease and a briefly bowed head in concentration. He's not wrapped up in the music so much as he is in trying to remember the keys, occasionally slipping and restarting sections or playing through the flaws. Practiced but not perfect, his fingers fly by on the faster sections and linger on the slower.

It'll take him a moment to realize anyone's watching. Didn't think he'd be found here of all places.]



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[info]retrogame
2013-09-13 06:48 pm UTC (link)
[ God, that is an ugly laugh. It's something she's never heard out of him before and she wishes she could have gone longer without it. It makes her feel even more ashamed for saying something mean. She takes the bottle across from them and pounds a good third of it back. No glass, lipstick on the neck of the bottle, final destination.

She takes a second to reply, just letting the feeling of the booze wash over her. ]


You're so frustrating. Stop trying to alienate me or push me away or what the fuck eva. Cause listen up and listen good, Dirk, you're never going to get rid of me, especially not like this. You're makin' me so mad, but it's only because...

[ Not drunk enough for this. She'll take another swig of the bottle. ]

Because I care.

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[info]smuppeteer
2013-09-13 07:52 pm UTC (link)
I know you care.

[ He's slurring, but he's still not wasted enough to drink directly from the bottle. He grabs it away from her to pour another glass. ]

You care so fucking much, and there ain't a damn thing I can do about it. Fuck that.

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[info]retrogame
2013-09-14 08:59 pm UTC (link)
[ She wants to smack him a little bit. Smack him or kiss him. She takes the bottle back when he's done with it and finishes that shit off. ]

Yeah, damn, shit's so tough when you got tons of people loving you. Shut the... just shut up.

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[info]smuppeteer
2013-09-14 09:58 pm UTC (link)
Okay. I didn't really want to have this conversation anyway.

[ Time to go. He pushes his stool away from the bar and gets to his feet.

He sure is swaying back and forth. ]

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[info]retrogame
2013-09-14 10:46 pm UTC (link)
[ Roxy wants to go help him walk. She wants to do a lot of things then but she doesn't quite trust herself not to fall the fuck over. But she can grab his hand, and she does, tugging him back.

It's not an entirely complicated swirl of emotion running through her drunk head right now. It's just the feeling that she wants to help him and that even if she's frustrated, she loves him.

She starts to realize that he's taller. ]


God, Dirk, just trust me. I trust you. Tell me what's gone so bad.

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[info]smuppeteer
2013-09-14 11:47 pm UTC (link)
Things suck. That's all. [ He jerks his hand away, has to balance himself on his stool to keep from falling over. ] Ain't. Really interested in shooting the shit.

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[info]retrogame
2013-09-15 10:46 am UTC (link)
Then let's just hang together.

[ She'll slowly get up to her feet. ]

We don't do that nearly enough.

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[info]smuppeteer
2013-09-15 03:02 pm UTC (link)
I've got my fill of hanging out with people.

Since the dimensional stabilizer has more bugs than a fuckin' anthill, you'll probably wind up experiencing this sooner or later, Roxy. Come find me when you know what the words "Trickster Mode" mean and then we'll talk.

[ He knows he's being an idiot. She's one of his closest friends. Maybe his closest. He loves her so very much. But he can't handle this right now. ]

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