RP with Aeryn Sun.
Jul. 26th, 2005 08:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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."
"This is my room. I apologise for the mess."
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:35 pm (UTC)"Kindly stop laughing."
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:36 pm (UTC)"Or what?"
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:39 pm (UTC)She would not, she would not.
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:44 pm (UTC)"Well, I wasn't expecting that."
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:45 pm (UTC)"Sorry. I just got a little sleepy."
She didn't know what she was thinking. Stupid stupid Aeryn.
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:49 pm (UTC)"I'm not drunk anymore, there is no excuse for such behaviour."
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:53 pm (UTC)"More like a Pillock really." She grinned, still leaning close to him. For some reason it was warmer near him.
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:56 pm (UTC)"You have the ego of a Nebari."
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Date: 2005-07-27 06:59 pm (UTC)She glared at him for no particular reason.
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Date: 2005-07-27 07:10 pm (UTC)She was mean, she reminded herself. A nasty Peacekeeper.
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Date: 2005-07-27 07:15 pm (UTC)She stood up, already on guard. It was hard to ruin a lifetimes training.
"What makes you think it's an act." She located her pulse pistol on the floor and strapped it in.
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