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[mnt_raph]

*The front door opens and Raph stumbles into the bar. He looks like he's just gotten out of bed from a night of drinking. The reality is that he's just stumbling off the roof after an afternoon of drinking. His quest, to drink one beer every hour for twentyfour hours, isn't going the way he's expecting. He blames the good beer. Water...and food. He needs water and food. Stat.*

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[balletrat]

*Meg stares at Raph.*

Not again - you bloody idiot!

[mnt_raph]

*Raph looks at his bare wrist, as if he were wearing a watch*
Wow. Yelling starts early 'round here.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava, passing by on her way to the bar, (at least that was the plan), with Edielwiess in her arms, does sort of have to agree. At least with part of it- its too early to get drunk. "Again", she doesn't know about.

"Are you alright?" A puzzled glance at Raph, and she looks at Meg. "... Maybe he's just sick, insted."

[balletrat]

*Meg snorts.*

Raph doesn't get sick. Raph gets stupid and kills his brain cells.

*She sighs.* Bar? Could you give me a bucket of water, please?

[mnt_raph]

Hey hey hey.
You don't hear me knockin' the way you spend your afternoons, so don't knock mine, alright?

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Upon spotting Raph, Snow marches up to him, just in time to see the bucket of water materialize. She grabs it and dumps it over his head, then glaaares at him. She doesn't yell; her voice is deadly calm.*

Raph, you fucking idiot.

[balletrat]

Thank you.

*Meg glowers at Raph.*

Par dieu, I've already seen one person nearly die of alcohol poisoning in this bar and I have no intention of making it two. So knock it off, all right?

[mnt_raph]

*Raph very slowly wipes the drenched hair out of his eyes.*
Hey Raph?
Yeah?
Know what'd be a fuckin' hoot?
Nope.
Why don't you go down to the bar for some water and maybe a burger, and then get bitched at from every direction.
Gee wiz, that sounds like a hoot. Sign me up.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow's voice is venemous*

What possible excuse could you have for scaring Bruce like that?

[mnt_raph]

Don't got an excuse. Was an accident.

[balletrat]

You wasted the equivalent of three kegs' worth of alcohol.

By accident.

*Meg folds her arms over her chest and glares. The effect may be somewhat ruined by the fedora. Or it may not be.*

[mnt_raph]

*turns from Snow to Meg*
Wait...what?

[balletrat]

*Meg glowers some more.* You have been drinking all day long and it's blatantly obvious. It's a waste. And it's stupid. And you have done it enough.

[mnt_raph]

And it's my beer and they're my brain cells.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"Not quite, when you have friends, who do worry when you do things like this." Quietly to Raph.

Seeing that Snow and Meg have quite a better idea on what's going on here, as to motives and reasons, she departs.

[mnt_raph]

*he watches her go, like a man watches his ship sail away leaving him in shark infested waters.*

[balletrat]

Yeah, and what are we supposed to do with Braindead Raph? Prop you up in a chair and spoon-feed you turnip mash?

[mnt_raph]

*pinches the bridge of his nose*
you're worse than leo, you know that?

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*her voice lightens. Somewhat*

Fine, so it wasn't deliberate; you still frightened him. You shouldn't have snuck up on him.

[mnt_raph]

*he's confused*
Sneak up on him? What?
He wanted a new bell. I thought it'd be a treat to take him to the roof. He started to flip out and bolted. You rather I let him run willy nilly 'round the streets of New York?

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't have left him alone in a dark alleyway, especially after everything that happened to him.

[mnt_raph]

*his voice registers a little more anger with each word*
He wasn't alone. I was like Three Feet Away!

*he takes a deep breath and tries to maintain*
Look, in hindsight, I'll admit I didn't think seein' New York would effect him like that.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

If it was only three feet, how did you sneak up on him?

I don't think his problem is with New York, more dark forboding alleyways that people sneak up on him in.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava nods to Snow, Edielwiess in her arms. Trying not to grin- but cold water on drunks seems to be quite a universal method of sobering them up.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

The Valkyrie looks between Meg and Raph. A nod, and a careful step back.