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Tweak says, "He can do anything he wants..."

CΛIN (†) Λimon M. (killingfields) wrote in monte_logs,
@ 2012-01-26 22:03:00

Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	Noah23 - Murder City
Entry tags:	cain, judas iscariot

Characters: Cain (killingfields) & Judas (sins_past)
Date/Time: January 26, around 10PM
Location: Camelot Pub
Rating: Oh, PG-13.
Warnings: Language, alcohol, Cain, Judas.
Summary: Brooding, drunken funtimes with Cain & Judas.

Cain wasn't the sort of person that just met people on a whim like this, but today…he just didn't feel like dragging his own drunken ass home anymore. It was an unusual mood for him to be in, but something about being alone again and drunk half to death didn't sit well with him. Maybe Annika had made him realize that drinking was an incredibly foolish thing to be doing, especially since it tended to make him quite miserable, but…here he was, doing it anyways.

But this time, he'd be with someone. Someone who he'd taken to almost instantly, which was unusual for him, but quite welcome. Jake made him feel a little less guilty, and a little less like he was being judged, and it worked for him. He couldn't argue with that. Besides, he seemed like he'd make a nice 'drinking buddy'. He didn't seem too loud or obnoxious, or like he was drinking to 'party' or just to get drunk. No, Cain felt a kinship with the kind of drinking this other person probably did. To brood a little, think about things, and in his case, break things and throw people around. Occasionally, set something on fire, but that was another matter he didn't feel like thinking about.

He sighed, exhaling a little smoke outside the bar he'd been waiting to meet this 'Jake' at. He wasn't really waiting, per se, as he wasn't all that anxious, but hell, he needed a smoke and had little better to do than stand outside and indulge in yet another of his favorite addictions.

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killingfields
2012-02-02 02:00 am UTC (link)

Cain had always felt at home on a bar stool. Drinking was really the only thing he had that stopped the constant thudding, plodding voice of his conscience in the back of his head. That, and sleep, which he rarely got...so very rarely. He propped his head up on his hand, and smirked over at Judas. He barely registered the atmosphere of the place, and instead, had his attention focused on what exactly would get him inebriated beyond the ability to think straight.

"So, how are you holding up?" it was a benign enough question, really. The sort of thing Cain only bothered with when he wasn't trying to be imposing.

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sins_past
2012-02-09 06:40 am UTC (link)

Judas quirked an eyebrow at the question. It just seemed odd- like they had been friends for a long time and were trying to catch up. Judas didn't mind, he just thought it curious. He scratched his chin, thinking momentarily on how to reply to it. "Well, haven't killed anyone yet." He chuckled, even his laugh was muted to match his natural dark aura.

"How about ye? What is your major?"

The bartender appeared, leaning in so he could hear their orders proper. "I'll have a Bourbon on ice, and a Kamikaze to start." If he was going to drink, he was going to start quick and settle after he was sure he couldn't remember anything the next day.

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killingfields
2012-02-10 10:32 pm UTC (link)

Aimon smiled a little, ordered himself a gin and tonic, and sort of relaxed, brushing a hand through his hair to keep it from his eyes, before turning to address Jake. He certainly seemed to enjoy his alcohol, and it seemed to suit him rather well.

"I've wanted to kill a few people, but, y'know, I'm trying to cut back." he quipped, as if he were on some kind of a diet. It was a terrible joke, and nothing to make light of, but there was the promise of alcohol to smooth things over.

"Er, yeah. I'm majoring in Agriculture." he shrugged. "Old habits die hard, or something like that..."

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