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[ A haze of low voices drifts across the audio. Languorous words from the tongues of five am sleepwalkers and barflies, whose minds keep them running on the vapors of thin, early hours. There's the sound of someone pressing communicator keys, followed by a loud curse- merda - as clumsy hands knock the device into camera mode. All he wanted was to check the weather or something. Lo and behold, there is Amory Felix with a complexion as flush as the cast of red-yellow light draping over him. ]

Hey. A coke with rum.

[ The words are set beneath a grumble, as he slides the device to the side, hitting an empty glass with a loud clink. ]

He sits at the bar, looking-- staring at something. Maybe the bartender he just ordered from. Or maybe he's even thinking, contending with the teeth currently gnawing dully at his conscious. His eyes widen and his lips draw to a small smirk as if silence just told a funny joke. ]

You—You're definitely a two. [ And he can't help but chuckle. ]

[ooc: action is fine, if your character would be out barhopping at 5 am! >> ]

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Consider that 5s the average. It's the median number, and most people are that average.

And you don't really try.

Yeh know people are supposed to be more attractive once yeh're friends with them.

Where did you read that? Cosmopolitan?

Edited 2011-01-16 23:37 (UTC)

When the fuck did I read Cosmopolitan, arsehole?

When my rating inspired you to invest in make-up and fashion magazines.

I don' wear makeup.

Obviously, I'm aware of that. You don't exactly aim to be feminine.

So yeh like feminine girls.

I like feminine women, Eden.

[ And there's just this abrupt pause here, then- ]

If we're going just by the bedroom, I'll give you an eight.

[PAUSE]

How's the soberin' up goin'?

[ HI, awkward. ]

Going great. I mean, look at me.

Yeh know yeh shouldn' be in a bar.

Knowing is easy.

Yeh should have called me.

Look at the time, and then subtract an hour.

It's not your obligation.

Yeh're me friend, yeh arsehole.

Yeah, I know.

I have to figure this out by myself. Can't always been calling you when I want a drink- you'd never get a break.

Yeah, but yeh can' do it all on yehr own.

You handled it with baking, didn't you?

Chase helped me.

I'm not big on asking for help.

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