over a drink

[oneholysock]

The OVER A DRINK Meme

1. Post with your character.

2. You're at a bar. What kind of bar? Any kind you want. From fantasy taverns where various species mingle to futuristic space bars where half the drinks will probably kill you, or even an overly kitsch themed place where everything is overpriced, it's all good as long as there are drinks and company.

3. Respond to other characters. Perhaps you want to buy them a drink. Or perhaps you're inclined to be bought a drink. Maybe you saw someone you knew, or maybe you just want someone to talk to. Could be there's nowhere else to sit, and could be you want to drag them out to dance.

4. Get drunk. Or don't! Be the guest, or the bartender, or the newcomer, or even the janitor. Mingle, make friends, or lurk in a corner.

5. They say alcohol lowers one's inhibitions. Might just be time to find out how much.

Comments

[naturaldisasster]

She makes a show of tsk-tsking him for his petty larceny (as if he couldn't buy out the whole entire bar, if he wanted to.)

But once she sees the label on that bottle, Oni lets out a low whistle. "Sure, cheri. I'll play any game you don't mind losin'." Ah, this grin. Whatever they were, or weren't anymore, the competitiveness between them was never going anywhere.

[ironrider]

"Lose?" Ash shakes his head as he pours them both a shot. "I am not capable of losing."

He slides the glass to her. "First things first." Lifting the shot glass up he waits for her to meet him half way and clink their glasses together. "Cheers, baby girl."

[naturaldisasster]

"Horseshit." She caught the shot glass, raising it up to lightly tap it against his own. But where he pulled back, Oni stayed frozen in place. Eyes closed, she can feel her face heating up.

Baby girl. Goddamnit, that's not fair.

He knows it too. "You'll pay for that," she assures him, already plotting revenge as she tosses back her drink.

[ironrider]

He winks before tipping his head back and pouring the shot down his throat. The back of his hand swipes across his smirking lips. Another shot is poured for each of them. "You'll have to be a good girl and win whatever game we play if you want to make me pay." Ash leans across the small table and lowers his voice. "So, let's go, baby girl. Tell daddy what game you want to play."

[naturaldisasster]

"Y'know damned well I've never been a 'good girl' a day in my fucking life..."

Her eyes close again. He's really laying it on thick too, the smug bastard... And then Ash flies a little too close to the sun. "Call yourself daddy again, and th'game we're gonna play is see how far I can throw you."

She wrinkled her nose in mock-disgust; by the look on her face, it's clear she's not really mad at him. But, at the same time, she might actually do it. "C'mon, don't make it weird. Will it be 'truth or dare'," like they're a couple of pre-pubescents, not actual monsters of fairytale legend, "'Never Have I'? Or maybe th'last one standing just gets a prize?"

[ironrider]

"I bet you would behave for the right incentive." He would have kept it going but couldn't stop the cackle of laughter that peels from his lips when he is chastised for calling himself daddy.

"Never have I ever, baby girl. You start."

[naturaldisasster]

"And just what, pray tell, do you suppose is th'right incentive?" she smirks, playing along.

It's immediately apparent to her that the problem with this game is that they know each other entirely too well. They're gonna get SO drunk.

"D'accord. Never have I ever taken my ass skateboarding with Locke strapped to my fucking back."

[ironrider]

"Not really the kind of thing I should say in public, baby girl. But, I'll give you a hint." His eyebrows waggle suggestively at her as he lifts his hand to his mouth, makes a V with his forefinger and middle finger and wiggles his tongue at the apex of his fingers.

"That's fucking cheating!" He drops his hand almost as quickly as it appeared, looking shocked by what she just said. But, he slams the drink back, because it's true. "It's the easiest way to get anywhere with him in this city!" Ashley laughs. "He sniffs everything and everyone and he sheds in my car!"

Plus, it's fun. There are few people that tolerate his childish antics. Locke doesn't know enough about the human world to realize just how ridiculous Ashley is. As he pours another shot there is a shake of his head and he laughs.

"That video of him with the goggles on went viral on Instagram. My turn?"

[naturaldisasster]

"Like that's ever stopped you before," she grins, but (unfortunately for her,) she's in the middle of her next shot when Ash flicks his tongue suggestively between his fingers, and nearly chokes. If she were blushing before, she can practically feel the tips of her ears turning pink now.

"So th'fact that he shoves his tongue down everyone's throat makes no nevermind to you," she croaks, trying to save at least a little face without much success. "Your turn."