2nd Hangover - Second Verse, Same As The First [Action | Everywhere]

[hisnameisthecaptain]

[The Captain is on the prowl!

He is wandering down your street! Yes, your street!

It is still daylight!

He is drunk, he is semi lost and he is likely doing one of the following:

--The Captain is wandering down the street, half a bottle of whiskey in his hand and is talking to himself. He seems angry. He might be insane!

--The Captain is standing in your yard! He is staring at your house and squinting, waiting for the numbers to stop dancing so he can make sure he has the right house number. He might get angry that it's not the house he is looking for and toss a rock at your door.

--The Captain has fallen into your bushes! He is half stuck, cursing and calling for help! His bottle of whiskey is on it's side pouring on the side walk.

--The Captain is in your back yard! This isn't the front yard! Why aren't there numbers on the back of your house? How inconsiderate! He might be talking at the back of your house, or to himself.

--The Captain is urinating in public! Probably on your fence, or your bushes! He's been wandering for a while now and really just had to let it go. He probably isn't very modest about it.]

((OOC: For people who aren't familiar for how these go, take one of the options and run with it. Any of them are go!))

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[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

[Zevran came outside looking for Cynric, who he hasn't seen in awhile. What he found was the backside of a man sticking out of a bush, and a bottle of liquor pouring itself on the ground.

With the priorities of a true Antivan, the first thing he does is carefully right the bottle.]

Can I help you, my friend...? [He sounds rather amused, although since he's behind the Captain, he can't actually be seen.]

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[The Captain, if he had seen that, would have approved.

Though for now he is cursing at the bush.]

☠☠☠☠... No...

I think someone pushed me or something.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

How dare they. [Zevran's voice is deliciously deadpan. He reaches out, grabbing onto the man's clothing and hauling him - surprisingly ably, for the elf's small size - out of the bush and onto his feet again.] Is that better?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[Takes an unsteady step to the side before gaining what little balance he has.]

Yeah, thanks.

If I catch them I'll get them back.

[Seems in a much better mood. Then again, standing up did a lot to ones attitude.]

I'm The Captain, nice to meet you.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

Zevran. Zev, to my friends. [Or those too drunk to remember the slightly longer version.] I take it this is your bottle, then? [He gestures to it sitting on the ground.]

Not a political comment I swear

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Zev! Man you are a life saver!

[Sees the bottle and grins like a fiend. Picks it up, cradles it then takes a long pull.]

☠☠☠☠! Yeah! I needed that... stupid bush... ☠☠☠☠ you bush.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

[Zevran grins. He's not sure what it says about his homeland (or at least his lifestyle when he was living there) that fielding a stumbling drunk reminds him fondly of Antiva, but he's not going to question it. At least the Captain seems friendly enough for the moment.] No one has ever called me that before. [Just the opposite, in fact.] But it was no trouble.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Eh, you're still a good guy! I gots to buy you a drink sometime.

[rogue-crow.livejournal.com]

I would be a fool to turn down that offer! [Zevran laughs.] So, my friend, if I may ask...anyone would be driven to drink in this place, but why out here on the streets, rather than the comfort of your home? Were you trying to get somewhere?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Drone wives are creepy... and I'm looking for something.

☠☠☠☠ if I have any clue where that something is.