RP with Aeryn Sun.

[stuck_mynock]

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."

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[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I have suspicions about my own mindset too."

She hadn't moved. Despite her words.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"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."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

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."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"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.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

Aeryn gave a small smile. She was sorely tempted by the second choice.

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

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Fair enough." He doesn't sound well-chuffed, but rolls off her anyway and wraps an arm round her, quickly falling off to sleep.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

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.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton wriggles slightly and makes a muffled, irritated sounding noise, before settling back to complete silence.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

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.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton makes several noises and his arm moves slightly, as if feeling around for her.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

Aeryn grimaces slightly, creeping around quietly and eventually unearthing something papery looking.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton rolls over, snuffling. How one snuffles, the mun doesn't know.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

She checks Attons pockets for anything Pennish.

The mun knows that Pennish isn't a word.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

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.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

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.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

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.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

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.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

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.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Of course I remember, Genetic engineering is brilliant."

There was no sign of a hangover. She pulled him back from the wall and stood with her arms folded, an amused expression on her face.

"Please stop trying to get me arrested for murder."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton sits and sulks for a few moments.
"You remember? This is the point where you kill me, roast me and eat me."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Is that honestly how you see me?"

The expression is still vaguely amused.

"You were rather drunk."

She pointed out. Being the more sober one, she had naturally claimed responsibility.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I was, but still," He crossed his arms. "I wasn't that drunk."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"You were so." She laughed. She hadn't forgotten the drinking song.

"Besides it was only a kiss. Or perhaps you're the one forgetting?"

She quirked an eyebrow.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Actually it was something like four kisses, or five," Atton said defensively. "And my memory is fine. It's just . . . I'm pretty sure it's the natural order of things for you to hit me over the head with a vibroblade if I try things like that." Atton had never been particularly fond of natural orders.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's not entirely your fault, you know."

She placed her hand on her hip.

"I recall me kissing you back."

Was he purposely trying to ruin her good mood?