Drinking

[chihiro]

The girl laughed silently at the bartender's gesture, nodding to say she understood.

"Oh, that's not much.."

She said to the silver haired boy, grinning. Remembering her drink poised halfway to her mouth, she tipped that back as well. As she set down the drink, she glanced at the hand it was in, her left. It had been the one he had almost broken...she shuddered, frowning as she tapped the counter for a refill...she wanted to drink away all memory of that day, every single horrifying moment.

[John]

"Third ones a charm I know it!"

John reared back and threw, it wais sailing perfectly towards the dart board, it looked like it would hit the bullseye, but it fell short of power and hit the wall just beneath the board entyirely.

"Awe man, did you see how close I was to actually hitting the board!?"

John would go yank the darts out of the walla nd bring them back wiht him to Chi, he would hold them out.

"You wanna go at it?"

[chihiro]

She looked at him for a moment before hopping down from the barstool and taking the darts from him. She stared at the dartboard, squinting her eyes slightly as she did so. The alcohol must have already begun to effect her because, as she stared at the center of the board, she saw a face. Mocking, cruel, rugged features, with those eyes that bore into hers. 'You belong to me, understood?' It spoke to her, and she scowled, bringing her arm back and forward in a fast motion.

Down at the dartboard, a solitary dart stuck quivering slightly within the red dot in the center.

[John]

Eyes wide and jaw hanging open he was completely stunned. He had missed the board entirely all three shots and bam dead center she hits. Almost made him want some mroe to drink, now he didn't mind how much money she spent if he could get her to be too drunk to hit the board like that again then maybe he could be happy about beating her, but for the love of god.

"Damn. . . Good shot."

[chihiro]

"Heh, thanks.."

She broke from her thoughts, grinning at him again. Taking a look at the dartboard, she blinked, staring at the dot where the face had been.

"More drinks?"

She offered, going back to sit at the bar. She sat a stool closer so they could continue talking. He was, afterall buying all of her drinks for the evening, and she intended on running his bill up quite a bit.

[John]

"You got it, drinks woo!"

John went back to his stool and tapped his glass, which was already full to his surprise, the bartender took liberties while he was away from it. He was sure keeping track. The Red eyed boys mind wasn't even anywhere near the bill, just how he was enjoying himself. He downed some more straight Jamersons.

"ah good stuff, anyways, you go to school here, or are you just passing through?"

[chihiro]

"Mmmm indeed..."

She agreed before bringing the similar drink to her mouth. What number was she on? She didn't really know, and it didn't really matter, she was drinking with a purpose.

"Yeah, I go to 259. How 'bout you?"

She leaned an elbow on the table as she looked at him. He looked familiar, then again, the bartender was even beginning to look like an old friend, alcohol had that effect on you.

[John]

"I go to 259 as well. . . though I'm not too sure how long."

He would snicker at that comment his own little inside joke about how he was going to be bringing the whole school down. There where way too many threats at the school. Like that gang leader and that other red haired guy. They where both needed to be taking care of soon.

[chihiro]

The girl quirked an eyebrow at his comment, was it a joke? Maybe, by the way he was snickering, but maybe that was the alcohol. But then she cracked a grin as well, laughing softly. Ahh...the wonders of the intoxicating beverage, they make you think everything is funny. New drink, hurrah! It had barely been set back in the counter when she picked it back up and tossing it down her throat. She looked at the little glass, coughing slightly and squinting her eyes.

"You know, they should make these bigger..."

[John]

"Yes~! No more shot glasses, I want a glass!"

"No." Was the solemn answer from the bar tender.

John turned away in a gloomy type of position for a second, as if a darkness had shadowed over him. But soon his drama was over and he was happy again. He would grab a few golf balls the bartender had for those beer fests and juggle them.

"I have an idea."

He looked around the room and found a few glasses on the bar that had been left. He threw all the balls (4) down at the floor at the same time, they bounced up hit the cieling and landed in each of the glasses, except one hit the side of the glass on the outside and cracked it missing.

"Awe man I can't believe I missed that one!"

[chihiro]

The girl laughed at the bartender's solemn 'no' to John's proposal...he was like a dad or something, laying down the alw and all that. Wow, she was beginning to feel good, as the alcohol began to flow into her bloodstream. When the boy juggled the golf balls before chucking them at the floor to land in the shot glasses, she nearly fell off her stool.

"Yeah...that was...haha, rotten luck."

[John]

The bartender threw a golf ball at john for being a retard, it hit him on the head and he bent over and turnd around holding his head in pain.

"Serves ya' right kid."

"Ow, ow, ow, ow. Damn you."

He picked up the ball and threw it at the bartender, well that was what he wanted to do, but instead it veered off and hti the bulls eye dart on the dart board.

"Errr."

[chihiro]

The girl giggled, weaving slightly in her seat. This was better than television. She picked up another shot, placed it too her lips, and then set it back down on the table...maybe she needed a small break, unless she wanted to be sick. Don't be sick, good little pet.. A deep voice taunted her from within, and the girl flinched slightly before taking the shot glass again and tipping the contents down her throat.

[John]

John got up annoyed and walked back over to where he was sitting before, and good luck provided him with another shot. As he reached to pick it up, he decided it was talky talk time. He spun the glass in his fingers not drinking it yet.

"It seems. . . I am not who I have been told I was. . . I was adopted by a small family, thinking for a long time that I was Brazillian. . . I find out I'm Thaiwanese and of old royalty no less."

He downed the shot and winced, not from the drinks power, but to holding back emotion.

"'It's a disgrace to the family blood.' They said. Well I'll show them."

He was more talking to himself than Chi. He had found out his blood line goes to old royalty in Thailand. And when they came to get him, they looked him over, and because every prince of the family, or king was a warrior and was supreme in battle, they thought him to be a disgrace to the family name. So now he drinks, he had inner hopes, deep down of being in an actual family, being able to have a heart, but that was all tarnished, this was his one night of fun, tomorrow, he would start back off at square one.

[chihiro]

Chi frowned slightly, taking in his words with the alcohol. So he had something to complain about too. Life dealt him a hard hand, and he was playing as best he could. Playing, despite the pain, the guilt, the embarrassment, the heartache...she gripped the shot glass in her hand, her head dropping slightly so her long black hair fell into her face, shielding her eyes from both John and the bartender. She extended her arm, holding out the glass to the bartender, speaking in a low tone.

"I guess fate has it out for both of us, dunnit? Another, if you don't mind.."