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Atton Rand ([personal profile] stuck_mynock) wrote2005-07-26 08:24 pm

RP with Aeryn Sun.

Atton staggered upstairs, singing something which sounded suspiciously like a drinking song, one arm around Aeryn's shoulders to keep himself standing, the other clutching a bottle of Tarisian Ale. He shouldered open the door to his room, kicking it closed and giggling, slightly insanely.
"This is my room. I apologise for the mess."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton would have objected to that statement, except that he couldn't read minds yet and was a bit busy anyway.

As it is, he simply continued to kiss her, easing her down onto her back.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn kissed back, reluctant to put her arms around him, but enjoying it very much. Her brain seemed to be in a kind of stuck mode.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton broke the kiss for a moment, to breath. He took the chance to remark, sounding even more slurred than he did before.
"We're a bit overdressed, aren't we?"

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn's eyes widened with fright. Not that she hadn't had many casual sexual encounters before, but she'd suddenly became aware that this was Atton.

"Atton, I..."

Her tongue didn't seem to be working properly.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton, despite being so drunk he'd be hard pressed to tell you his name and where he was, was still surprisingly observant.

"Is there something wrong?"

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't think we should do this."

The feeling of his body pressed against hers was surprisingly nice. She didn't want to not do it.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Would this by any chance be because I'm drunk?" The way he said it, he might have been talking about the weather.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. I have suspicions about my own mindset too."

She hadn't moved. Despite her words.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hm," Atton wasn't good with personal conversations when sober. When drunk he was hopeless. "I'm really enjoying this? I think I'd enjoy it if I was sober too."

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn couldn't help but grin.

"That's because you're a male tralk and I'm probably the first woman to resist your ale laden charms."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's not fair!" Atton exclaimed. "Alright, alright. How about we don't frack like gizka, and instead go to sleep, and then see how we feel when sober?" It's a surprisingly sensible thing to suggest for one as drunk as Atton.

"Or we could just forget about the consequences till tomorrow morning." He much preferred that idea.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn gave a small smile. She was sorely tempted by the second choice.

"I think...the sleep might be a better idea."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fair enough." He doesn't sound well-chuffed, but rolls off her anyway and wraps an arm round her, quickly falling off to sleep.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn is surprised but impressed by his quick agreeance, it is slightly disturbing how quickly he falls asleep. She prods him to make sure he is really asleep.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton wriggles slightly and makes a muffled, irritated sounding noise, before settling back to complete silence.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn lays there for a few moments before getting up and searching for a piece of paper and a pen of some kind. Her search is bearing no fruit.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton makes several noises and his arm moves slightly, as if feeling around for her.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn grimaces slightly, creeping around quietly and eventually unearthing something papery looking.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton rolls over, snuffling. How one snuffles, the mun doesn't know.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
She checks Attons pockets for anything Pennish.

The mun knows that Pennish isn't a word.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn isn't going to find anything. Atton comes from a reality where datapads are used for writing, and besides, hasn't got anything to write. Atton twitches slightly as she searches his pockets, wriggling a bit.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn sighs, yawns a bit and gives up. She curls up at the opposite end of the bed, kicking her boots off onto a pile of junk.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton woke up a while later, yawning and rubbing his eyes slightly. He looked around the room, taking in Aeryn lying at the end of the bed, and it all came rushing back.

Conveniently, there was a wall for him to bang his head against right next to the bed.

"Frackfrackfrackfrack." He cursed, knocking his head against the wall in time to his exclaimations.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn opened her eyes and sat bolt upright. She hadn't been sure where she was until she saw Atton attempting to kill his brain.

"What the frell are you doing?" she enquired politely.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2005-07-27 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton stopped knocking his head against the wall momentarily to give her a look.
"See, that tells me you don't remember what happened before we went to sleep," He said. "I'm going to keep it that way for as long as possible."

"With that in mind; I do this every morning! Can't you tell? Frackfrackfrack." He continued bashing his head against the wall.