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Junpei Iori ([personal profile] ace_defective) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2012-11-09 11:11 am
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THE DRUNK MEME


1. EVERYONE'S AT A BAR AND EVERYONE IS DRUNK
2. DON'T ASK HOW YOU GOT HERE OR HOW IT HAPPENED, IT JUST DID OKAY
3. HIJINKS AND TERRIBLE THINGS ENSUE


ext_1359443: (happy)

couldn't resist

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Pfft, nothing could POSSIBLY go wrong. Famous last words, right?

Betty doesn't usually imbibe like this, but it was a particularily long day of work for her at the college. And she didn't work the weekend so it was time to let off a little steam. Her girl friends had started with Jello shots and it just snowballed from there.

Now she was laughing with the rest of them and trying to deny wanting to get up for karaoke. No good, they were already pushing her into the line and she was giggling too much to protest.]
anger_mgmt: (serious - concerned)

oh god yes please

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[This whole being drunk thing hasn't been so bad. It's not something he'd want to do - maybe another decade or two before the next go at it? But it hasn't been as bad as he'd been half-afraid it would be.

He has his - he's lost count, sixth? seventh? twentieth? - beer halfway to his mouth when he sees her and freezes.

He should run. He should wait until her back is turned and he should go, but he can't. Besides, things have changed and he's no longer a fugitive. He knows in the back of his mind that this is why he ended up back in the city where she lives. It's probably the real reason why he's drunk now.

He sets the beer back down on the bar and slides off the bar stool, threading through the crowd to the cluster of laughing women gathered around Betty.]


Betty? [He reaches out to touch her arm, meaning to get her attention.] Betty.
ext_1359443: (scared over shoulder)

:3

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
No, no... [She was saying, shaking her head as the rest of the ladies were saying yes as they perused the playlist for karaoke.] I am not doing that one! That's embarrassing.

[Someone was tugging at her sleeve and saying her name.] I don't even know the... [She turns to figure out who wants her attention...if she can focus enough to see. But when it's Bruce's face that swims into view, her expression goes from laughing to wide eyed staring, her mouth open in a display of pure shock. If she hadn't been toasted, she would have been a little more reserved.] ....words?
anger_mgmt: (unsure - i'm uncomfortable with this)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry, ladies. [Bruce is apologizing to her friends even while he keeps his eyes locked on her face. It's been too long, far too long, but he still has every feature memorized.

He can feel their eyes on him, judging the drunk man accosting their friend and he doesn't fault them at all for the way they close ranks on Betty. If they knew they'd have even more reason for their response.]
Betty? Can we--? [He motions away from the stage and her friends.] Can we talk?
ext_1359443: (thinking deeply)

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[In her alcohol doused brain, there was a smaller version of Betty trying to plug the cord from the common sense part of brain to her mouth, trying to say something worth saying. But instead, she reacts less than brilliantly.]

Oh...oh Bruce you're here...you're here and I'm... [completely drunk and babbling now] How did you get here? No never mind, it's been too long...why are you here??

[Just pull her aside, she might not stop talking till you do. Her friends are now asking if she knows him though, suspicious of the guy coming up out of the blue and knowing her name] No, no he's a friend, well more than...but we haven't seen each other and he's been gone and now he's back...
anger_mgmt: (ambivalent - ready to let it go)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Bruce will cautiously draw her away from the others. He doesn't have any right to just pull her away and he tries to convey with his body language that he'll let go the moment she tells him to, but he needs to get her away and just...

Just what, Banner? He doesn't know, but he needs to see her.]


We'll just go over there. [He points to an empty booth in the back.] I promise I'll behave. Betty? I came to see you.

[He should have stayed sober. Stupid, stupid.]
ext_1359443: (hello bruce)

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Okay...okay, yes, fine. [She's nervous, of all things. Must be the alcohol, Betty's never had five jello shots in a row before. She keeps trying to fix stray hairs that are falling in her face, tucking them behind her ears as she is easily led to the empty booth.

At his admission though, a happy smile spreads across her whole face. He came looking for her.] I missed you...so much. [Hiccup.] You were gone for so long.... [She really had been missing him terribly. Hoping he was alright out there in the world. Wishing so badly that he could stay and knowing he wasn't able to.]

You look good. Have you been good? [Stop saying good, Betty.] I've been...good. [Her eyes tearing up. No, she's been far from good since he's been gone.]
anger_mgmt: (serious - that kinda hurts)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[He wants to help her with those stray hairs. Truth be told, he wants any excuse to touch her that he can find. Sober, he would be too aware of the eyes on them and the time apart that stretches between them, but with this much alcohol in his system, he reaches out, meaning to brush back her hair with his fingertips.]

I've been... [No lies, but the whole truth isn't needed either.] ... better. You look good. Better than good.
ext_1359443: (I don't want to hear it)

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head, not realizing that's messing up his aim with the hairs.] No...no, I'm not. [Her voice slurs a little, another hiccup in there.] I'm a mess. Why did you go?? Why couldn't you have stayed?

[Sober Betty would have never said anything like that, knowing how it would hurt Bruce. But she wasn't thinking all the straight right now. But when he does manage to fix a few hairs behind her ear, she finally stops talking and just looks at him. He always had such nice eyes. That was the first feature Betty had noticed about him when they first met way back...seemed eons ago now.]
anger_mgmt: (serious - i see things)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[All his reasons melt off his tongue. He knows them. He knows they are sound. He knows why he'd had to leave - for her safety from the Hulk, from those who would use her to get to the Hulk, even from Bruce without the Hulk - but looking at her face, touching her, even for that moment, he loses them and he can only tell her the truth that underlies all the other logical explanations.] I was afraid.

[He drops back in the booth and slides back toward the wall.] Sit with me?
ext_1359443: (thinking deeply)

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Betty has never minded the danger. She always wanted what was best for Bruce...and since the incident, his alter ego as well. She's always been willing to go wherever he went.

But he hadn't given her a choice when he left. And she didn't think it would hurt as much trying to let him go, but being this drunk, it's apparent that she's never really let him go.

Betty sits, or more like her knees falter, in the booth with him. Fiddling with the empty glass in her hands, not knowing what to say next.]

Are you leaving again after this? [She asks without looking over at him. Betty isn't sure how many goodbyes she can take.]
anger_mgmt: (random - ouch)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
There's this... thing. [He regrets leaving his beer at the bar and some faint vanity won't let him pull out his glasses to occupy his hands; he doesn't want her to see how the years have kept marching by for them.] A group. They'll keep the army off my back if I help them when they need... brains or brawn.

So I can't stay, but I don't have to hide anymore. [He has a question of his own. The one that gets to the heart of his fear.] Are you-- what happened to Samson?
ext_1359443: (thinking deeply)

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[She's not sure which he's saying, but she definitely heard that he can't stay. And that's enough for the water works to start, tears starting to run down her face and drip onto her folded hands.]

[She sniffs, trying to keep composed but it's a losing battle.] I...we...we broke up. [That's the short version.] Right after you left.

[A sad smile as she glances over at him with wet eyes.] He couldn't compete with you.
anger_mgmt: (serious - stressed out)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
No... oh no, Betty. [All that careful restraint he'd shown with her before - before Harlem - that's drowned in beer. He reaches for her immediately, wanting to gather her in.] I'm sorry. I am so, so sorry. I didn't want you to be alone.
ext_1359443: (come home with me)

sorry this is so emo :S

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Restraint isn't working with all that alcohol in her system. Betty just about melts over to his side, letting him pull her close and burying her face in his shoulder. He still smelled the same, if that made any sense at all.] Na...na...not your fault... [She tries to say, but it's hard to talk when you're crying. Tomorrow, she'll probably be really embarrassed that she let all of this go at once.]
anger_mgmt: (ambivalent - chewing thumb)

It's all good. Betty's been on my wishlist since I picked Bruce up

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
It is. [And she is exactly how he remembers her, other than the tears, the scent of her hair, the shape of her in his arms. How many nights has he dreamed of her? Too many to want to remember when the dreams all ended with him waking alone in Brazil or Mexico or India.] It's my fault and I have missed you so much, but we're here now.

Hey. [Maybe a distraction will help them both.] Did you get your mother's necklace?
ext_1359443: (hugging bruce)

<33 I love all the Bruces she gets to meet in the memes

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Everything always seemed right with the world when he was holding her. Even now with so much time between them, it was like he only just left yesterday.

Betty finally smiles at the question, dabbing her eyes with a napkin and nodding. She moves the collar of her blouse to show she's wearing the necklace.] I did. Thank you.

[She's managed to reel in some of her emotions now that he's holding her, calming down somewhat.] I'm sorry, I just....we had jello shots earlier and I thought it would help... [Help her forget her troubles for one night and just have some fun.]
anger_mgmt: (serious - i see you)

So many Bruces, not enough love for Betty

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
Good. I worried that something might happen to it. [He's unwilling to let her go, but if she gives him any signal at all, he will. Staying here like this until they get rousted at last call seems entirely reasonable to him.]

I got drunk. [Like she can't smell that on him.] I never get drunk. I think maybe it was a last test, you know, if I could do this and still stay in control, I could go see you. And here you are anyway.
ext_1359443: (hugging bruce)

ironically, I also play two different bruces as well as betty :3

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
You always did think ahead. [She was certain the necklace was gone for good, but she hadn't minded. They needed the money at the time.]

You mean you're...? [Bruce is drunk too? Betty almost laughs at that, it coming out as a strange strangled sound.] You worry so much about control.

I'm glad you're okay. [She leans her head on his shoulder.] I wish you hadn't had to wait. [She would have liked to see him, in control or not. But Betty understands the dangers he went through at the hands of her father.]

I wish I could have been there for you...helped with your work. [She looks up at him with a question.] Are you still working? In a lab, I mean?
anger_mgmt: (smile - yeeees?)

Ahaha! Then you know the pain x2

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
It's a habit. [He'd minded. He'd minded that she'd given up the one thing she had from her mother for him. It was a small consolation that he could get the necklace back for her.]

I'm not sure why people do this for fun. [He lets his head rest against hers and feels a long-held tension release one notch at a time.]

I missed you, but I needed to know you were safe. [He gives a half shrug in response to her last question.] I'm not sure if it's a job. It's more like someone gave me the keys to a toy store and told me to go play, but I'm back in a lab again. You'd love it. [He smiles at a private joke.] It's like Candyland.
ext_1359443: (hello bruce)

I luff all the incredible hulk characters :3

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
[She liked to think if her mother was still alive, she would have approved of Bruce.]

...it seemed like fun. [Betty was in no rush to move from this spot. As if the longer he held her meant he wasn't going to leave as fast.] Though...I'm glad you saved me from singing 'Don't Stop Believing' in public.

Candyland?
anger_mgmt: (smile - flirty)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He's certain if his mother were alive she would love Betty.]

You would have been... [He laughs a little because he's just not going to lie. He laughs, and it feels so good to do that.] Journey?

And you are not going to believe me when I tell you, but that's how Tony Stark described it to me. The lab's in Stark Tower in New York.
ext_1359443: (hello bruce)

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
[She can't help a small tittering laugh of her own, trying to smother it in her hand, her cheeks pinking up in a blush.] It's the only one I knew the words to. The rest were all country songs.

[It does feel good talking about something mundane and normal. But when Bruce mentions Tony Stark of all people and that he's working at Stark Tower, she almost pulls a repeat performance of her initial reaction to Bruce.] ....you work in Stark Tower?? You work in a lab in Stark Tower??? [Whatever is in that lab, Betty is already jealous of it.]
anger_mgmt: (smile - that's a good point)

[personal profile] anger_mgmt 2012-11-10 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
You should come and see it. [It's part of his best case scenario for how their reunion would go.] You'd love it and I can introduce you to Tony and Pepper.

I'll warn you, he'll probably try to hire you away from Culver. [That's another part of his best case scenario.]
ext_1359443: (happy)

[identity profile] labcoatgirl.livejournal.com 2012-11-10 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
I would love to see it! [Seeing Stark Tower? With Bruce? That sounds almost too good to be true. But she's not letting him leave so easily this time, especially not while she's drunk.]

I saw Mr. Stark once before...before I met you. I was part of a picketing group for one of his factories. [Those were her slightly hippie rebellion years. She smiled, remembering how that rally had gone.] I chained myself to the front doors with ten others.

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