Thirty-nine Fires Set [Action]

[mr_fahrenheit]

*Where is Pyro today, you may ask? Is he doing his job as a gas station attendant? No. Is he burning things down again? No.

If you guessed drunk and face down in the lawn, then you're right. He is, by all appearances, passed out, but in fact, he's just very drunk and very miserable. Bother him at your own leisure.*

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[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

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[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He doesn't even roll over when he hears Ren approach. He simply talks into the grass underneath him.*

What do you want?

[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

...y'need anything? Like... help up or... a blanket...? Some... something?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He rolls over slightly.*

Another beer.

[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

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...that really what you need?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

Yes. Don't argue...The ground moves too much for me to get another one myself.

*Drunk logic at its finest.*

[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

...how about... how about we make a deal, okay?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

Man, you're a kid...What kind of deal?

[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

Y'let me get you inside and to bed, and I'll get you another beer while the soup cooks. [] Can we make that deal?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

But I want to mope on the lawn.

[teh-sword.livejournal.com]

D...

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...what happened, huh?

Just cause she's about

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[Stops to look at the face-down man, then speaks up after a moment of staring]

You'll catch cold that way.

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He lifts an arm and waves her away dismissively.*

I'll be fine.

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

But... It will only get colder as night comes on. You'll get sick.

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He sounds a lot less friendly.*

I'll be fine. I can just burn something.

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[Kira hesitates a moment or two, before she finally sighs and takes off the coat she's wearing, moving over to set it over him]

If you insist on staying out here, at least take this.

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

No. I don't need anything.

*He tries to swat the jacket away, but it's not working very well. He's really drunk.*

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[Kira just shakes her head, getting the jacket on him since he obviously can't swat it away.]

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He tries to get it off of him, but gives up after a couple of moments.*

...Damn it.

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[She stands a bit, not sure what else to do for the guy laying face-down on the ground. Last few times she saw this was from exhaustion, too much to drink, and that one time Rei literally passed out and wasn't breathing. This is naturally not the latter. Doesn't seem to even be the former, so she'll go with the middle option on deciding what's wrong, though it doesn't explain why he's dead-drunk and on the grass. So yeah, have a concerned girl just kind of staring at you.]

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He finally lifts his head up and stares at her with one bloodshot eye. Why couldn't people just let him pass out drunk on his lawn in peace? At least...He assumed this was his lawn.*


What do you want?

[infinitemars.livejournal.com]

[Kira sort of brings both hands up to her chest, in a bit of a guarding move, fiddling with a bracelet on one arm.]

Just... I don't think it's good to be sleeping out here. You really could get sick.

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

[SUP PYRO DID YOU MISS YOUR EX-WIFE of course you did. Miakis is crouching down next to him, looking concerned.]

Hey. [poke] You okay down there?

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He swats at the unseen hand.*

'm fine! Go 'way.

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

You don't look fine! C'mon, what's wrong?