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[justicereigns]

Age is just a number. 34. 35. Close enough, right?

[There's a drunk slur to his words followed by the clink of rocks being stacked and summarily falling over.]

Damn it! These rocks are defective. [As opposed to functional rocks?] Tashigi!

[....] Oh right. She's not here. Tch. Maybe a whole rum cake wasn't such a great idea after all.

[This has been a public service announcement. Don't drink and post folks. Anyone looking to find our drunk White Hunter might find him stomping around the dark, looking for non-defective... rocks. He's also carrying around a bottle of Rhum brand rum. And he's a prime target for messing with. Happy Birthday Smoker.]

Comments

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

You think..?

[justicereigns]

Yes??

[Tries to stack his rocks again.]

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

You're not really okay, are you?

[justicereigns]

I'm fine.

[Mumbles drunkenly.] Not old. Just stackin' rocks. No one to knock 'em over. Except Ikki's wolf pup. But it's okay. Because they're defective anyway.

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

[She's trying really hard not to laugh, she really is.]

I-I don't really think rocks can be defective.

[justicereigns]

They are!

They don't even stack right.

Stupid rocks. [He's so serious about this man.]

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

[Alright, she's laughing now.]

M-maybe you just need different rocks.

[justicereigns]

[As she should be. He'll facepalm in the morning.]

Hey.... you're right! That's brilliant!

Angels are smart. [Gets his jacket on.]

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

[And he should, because now she's laughing even harder. That's just common sense man.]

[justicereigns]

[And now he's taunting the rocks. Yes. Taunting them. Because they have feelings. And should feel bad.]

Hah. Take that you stupid defective rocks. I'm getting some better ones. [SO smug.]

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

[Now she kind of wishes she had a spell that could make rocks talk...]

...How are you going to find them when it's dark out?

[justicereigns]

[Oh god. That would freak him out so much.]

Step on them?

[Oh yes, this is a great plan.]

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

[And it would amuse anyone near him.]

What if you step on an animal?

[justicereigns]

[If only such a spell existed.]

Oh. Good point. I'll take my lighter. To light things. To see.

[In case that wasn't obvious. Because he's Captain Obvious when drunk.]

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

[It needs to be invented now.]

It might be easier to just sleep.

[Because walking around at night with a lighter can end badly for nature...and the person.]

[justicereigns]

I can't sleep. Too early.

Have to see the day through to the end to defeat it.

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

But it's dark out.

[No sun = late.]

[justicereigns]

I hunt in darkness. That's when pirates get rowdy.

Even though I'm hunting rocks now.

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure the rocks won't move until it's light out though.

[justicereigns]

They could be half buried or something though, right?

I'll try over by the ocean-thing. They're more likely to be smooth. And not defective.

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

Not just overnight.

...Isn't that far away?

[justicereigns]

Oh.

Right.

Stupid ocean. [Sigh.] I'd still rather do it now than wait. What else would I do?

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

Sleep, maybe?

[justicereigns]

I can't sleep, too early.

I have to see the day all the way through to beat it.

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

It's really never to early to sleep.

[And you've said that twice now...]