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Stiles Stilinski ([personal profile] voluntaryapnea) wrote2014-09-23 09:36 am

16. And all the roads we have to walk are winding

[Video -- Public]

[The video feed opens to reveal the deck of the ship. A second later you can see Stiles leaning against the railing, a troubled expression on his face. He's pretty sure he already has the answer to the question he's about to pose, but he wants to be sure. He glances over his shoulder, up at the sky.]

Okay so is it just me, or are the stars...a lot less bright than usual? [He shifts so that he's holding the comm up so everyone can see what he's talking about.]

Is this another Mirror Barge sign?

[Spam for Kira -- Pub]

[He makes it to the Pub in less than the ten minutes that he agreed to meet Kira. It's closed, but he uses his warden's item and lets himself in. He's already perusing the alcohol choices when he hears her footsteps approaching and his head pops up from behind the bar. He gives her a small smile before ducking down again.]

So what's your poison, my friend?

[Spam for Scott]

[It's much later now. So late he doesn't actually even know what time it is. He's not entirely sure where he's even going until he finds himself in front of Scott's closed door. Oh. Apparently that's where. He has a half-drunk bottle of Jack in his left hand and his vision is just a bit bleary. He already has a headache, and realistically he knows he should just go to his own cabin, down some aspirin, drink some water, and crawl into bed for the next twelve or so hours. But he doesn't feel like being alone tonight.

Kira was great company, but they parted ways awhile ago and he's been wandering the corridors since. He briefly contemplate just going up to the deck again. Laying beneath the stars and staring up, but the way they've gotten dimmer freaks him out when he's completely sober, let alone when he's drunk. And the rational part of his brain that's still functioning tells him that he shouldn't be out and about when there are at least two people on the Barge who would probably like to see him dead.

Still. Where once he wouldn't have hesitated to just barge in on his best friend, he knows Scott's dealing with a lot already and a drunken Stiles probably isn't something he should have to deal with. He sighs and pushes himself away from the door, stumbling a little and rubbing a hand over his face as he heads back toward the stairs.]
whatthefoxsay: (hiding in my hair2)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-09-28 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Another swig of her screwdriver, and then she frowns at it.]

So you have hope, right? At least you have that.

[Kira? Resigned to not having any. And she's going to move on. She totally is. But she's allowed a little wallow, right? A little bit of regret for something she's lost - even if she's not quite sure she had it?]
whatthefoxsay: (eyes closed red lips)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-09-30 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Is it? [She grimaces.] I don't want to be resentful. It's not like we did anything more than lay on his bed and makeout. And almost die together.

The worst part is that I bet this girl is actually really cool and great and amazing. I can't even hate her.

[Not that Kira's really good at hating anybody, to be fair.]
whatthefoxsay: (serious face)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-10-01 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a grimace.]

The important thing is that it's not something Scott feels troubled over. I mean, it's my problem, not his. I just have to be open to other...things, I guess. People.

[No, this is not going to be fun. She holds her hand out for a Slippery Nipple.]
whatthefoxsay: (hiding in my hair)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-10-02 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[She swallows half the glass in one go, smacking her lips at the flavor.]

Thank you. For not telling me I need to be mature about it and that I need to get over it. I'm working on it.

[She sighs, looking at the glass.] I don't think it's working.
whatthefoxsay: (i like what you have to say)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-10-03 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[She can't help laughing a little.] You, on the other and, are plastered. You need some help?
whatthefoxsay: (easy grin)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-10-04 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[She can't help but grin at him a bit as she puts down her glass.] Well. Calling you 'tipsy' seems a little wimpy. But you're a bit wobbly.
whatthefoxsay: (easy grin)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-10-07 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Probably. Sucks, but it does give me something in common with Captain America. Now all I need is a shield. [She giggles a little.]

Are you going to need help getting back to your cabin?
whatthefoxsay: (hiiiii i'm kira)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-10-09 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
Ohhh, look at that face. If you wanna drink more, I'll be your desi-driver. In so much as it involves having to carry you back to your cabin.

[She can't help giggling a little. Even if she can't get drunk, she's certainly going to enjoy Stiles at his inebriated best.]
whatthefoxsay: (i like what you have to say)

[personal profile] whatthefoxsay 2014-10-13 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
It's not weird. If you have something you're attached to and you don't have it anymore, you miss it. Simple as that.

[She'll drink a bit more just to be a pal, but really at this point she's more there to make sure Stiles gets back to his cabin alright and makes it to the rail if he needs to chuck.]