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ʙᴀʀᴛᴏɴ (cauterising) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-08-16 22:09:00

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active: clint barton, inactive: sam winchester

WHO: Clint Barton & Sam Winchester
WHERE: A bar in Queens
WHEN: Friday night
WHAT: Random run ins while out for some stress relief.
WARNINGS: IDK yet, something, probably a lot of swearing.

Up until recently, Clint had kept a tight rein on drinking. He knew what happened when he didn't and he wasn't currently in the position to deal with that on top of all else. But Wanda vanishing and then appearing again and knowing nothing about it. It just rubbed him in a way that dragged him to the nearest bar once he'd gotten his head around another change in scenery.

It wasn't hard to find a bar, it was shockingly easy, and once he got started it was easier still to let the fuck go and just get a bottle and start knocking them back.

He was about a third of the way through the bottle before he finally started to slow down and actually remember that he wasn't 20 and couldn't tank a bottle of whisky on his own in a night. At least not without regretting the hell out of it the next day. Plus side, his brain was starting to turn off, even if that ruined his filter entirely.

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cauterising
2019-08-19 04:30 pm UTC (link)

"He's used to it," naturally, talking about himself in future, past and present tenses was weird, the only reason it was working was because of the half bottle of whisky that was heating his blood at this point. "I'll write him a thank you note." Clint would most certainly not.

Unless he got to the Russian vodka and then he might. Not that he'd be able to read it when he sobered up.

"This is not shit faced," Clint twisted a little to make out the giant of a man, "Jesus do you sleep in a grow bag or something? I'mma get a crick in my neck," what was with this world (any world) and tall people? Steve, Thor, Barnes, this dude. Height was so overrated. "But this, is just a little more inebriated than usual." In that he could get worse. "When I slip into other languages, that's when I'm nearing the face planting kind of drunk."

Which was close to what he wanted.

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devium_filius
2019-08-30 06:07 pm UTC (link)

Sam laughed softly and shook his head. “Yeah, I get that a lot.” He said before he took another drink. He could also relate to how frustrating a high alcohol tolerance could be when all you wanted to do was drink yourself into oblivion. It wasn’t like Sam was in the habit of drinking every day, like Dean sometimes did, but he drank regularly enough to make it hard work to get buzzed.

He turned a little to face towards the other man. “So, any particular reason you wanna get shitfaced or is this just your run of the mill, every day kind of shitfaced?”

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cauterising
2019-09-03 11:24 am UTC (link)

Because average height was not giant, Clint wasn't surprised that it wasn't unusual for people to comment on man mountain there.

But he had to consider why, today, he'd decided that he needed to get so drunk he forgot his own name. It honestly could've been just about anything, but it was probably the need to sleep and hoping that being inebriated would at least make him less likely to remember anything that resembled a nightmare. Throw in Wanda's memory wipe on being here and then not and then being here again, it rubbed something wrong in him.

Something like Natasha could vanish and remember nothing about this place, and show up again and have to go through it all over. Any number of things could happen. Memories were a touchy subject really.

"It's a day ending in Y." But Clint was rarely the kind to open up until he was at least three bottles of really good vodka or whisky in and he was slurring or changing languages. "An' the last time I used arrows in my stress relief people got all upset an' stuff."

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