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Lee ([info]i_amfallen) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2008-12-24 21:25:00

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Entry tags:liandra, liz sherman

So this is Christmas. (Open to divine, formerly divine, semi-divine, and general humbug types.)
While most people celebrated their winter holiday of choice with family and friends, or at least with a TV or radio simulating that warmth, Lee worked on drinking herself blind at a bar. How could she not? The whole affair was like a perpetual reminder that she had been kicked out.

"Another one, and keep 'em coming," she told the bartender. He was only still serving her drinks because she had helped save his ass during that weird zombie attack, and even that gratefulness was wearing thin. She was drinking more than usual tonight, and no wonder. Where was her son? What was he doing right now, all these years after she had given him up? Did he hate the sappy-assed songs about snow and togetherness and all that crap as much as she did?

"You got any plans tonight, boss?" she mumbled skyward. She waited a minute, but no answer came. "Same to you," she said, turning her attention back to her drink and wishing for blessed unconsciousness.

God, she hated Christmas.



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[info]i_burn
2008-12-25 10:32 pm UTC (link)
Liz was bored. She had no family, hadn't seen Venkmen in a few days and she needed to get out of the house.

To be perfectly honest, she would rather forget that it was Christmas.

What better way to celebrate a stupid holiday but in a bar and with a pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes.

She sat at the bar and ordered a beer. The bartender was happy to comply, there was just herself and one other woman sitting in a booth.

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[info]i_amfallen
2008-12-26 03:34 pm UTC (link)
For her part, Lee hadn't even noticed whether or not there were other people in the bar. She really was along the way to being well and truly drunk, an accomplishment given her constitution. And being drunk, she was babbling.

"'s not even the right time of year, y'know? Jus'... jus' takin' other peoples' crap like always. Should celebrate with, like... burning logs. Or sacr'fice a bull. Those Mithraists knew how to party. Should have a burger, just to spite you. That'll show you, right boss?!" She bellowed that last part up at the general direction of the ceiling.

"Ma'am, if you're going to keep that up, I'm going to have to ask you to--"

"Dolf, I swear to God, if you don't leave me 'lone I'll turn this damn place into kindling."

"My name's not--"

"Who the fuck decided 'Jingle Bells' was a good idea for a song, anyway," she mumbled into her beer, completely ignoring the bartender. "'s fucking stupid, that's what it is. 'Stupid Bells'. Shoulda called it that. Got no fuckin' thing to do with anythin'."

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[info]i_burn
2008-12-26 04:24 pm UTC (link)
Liz listened to the obviously drunk woman and decided that she should go over and visit. At the very least, it could give the bartender a drink.

Lighting up another cigarette she walked over to the occupied booth. "Want a cigarette or another beer?"

Who knew what would happen, but Liz could take care of herself.

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[info]i_amfallen
2008-12-26 09:19 pm UTC (link)
"'preciate a cigarette. Got my own beer." She patted the pocket of her heavy winter coat--she'd decided against going out wearing her Fallen Angel getup tonight. It wasn't a work night, after all. "Merry fuckin' Christmas," she added, as a good measure.

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[info]i_burn
2008-12-27 08:06 pm UTC (link)
Liz handed the woman a cigarette and offered her finger as a light.

"Right back at you... want company?"

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[info]i_amfallen
2008-12-27 08:40 pm UTC (link)
Lee took the cigarette and was about to brush the woman off, but... she squinted at the lit finger. Yep, it was her finger and not some novelty lighter. "Well, now I do. Nifty trick." She lit it off of the woman's fingertip and took a deep drag. "'s better. Hey Dolf, another round."

"Ma'am, my name's not--"

"Look, just be Dolf for tonight, okay? It's motherfuckin' Christmas. I'll tip you extra."

"My name's Steve," the man mumbled, but he brought another pitcher anyway.

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