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[tipsygnostalgia]

Roxy is busy right now
but leave your message here and she will get back to it once she is no longer blackout drunk
or fuck deep in meowcats

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[text]

[tipsygnostalgia]

ok
well let me know if theres anything i can do ok?

[text]

[nukeoleptic]

sure will

ty

[text]

[tipsygnostalgia]

:3
jade
are u sure this is the only thing thats up
ur friend leaving i mean
i mean usually ur so much more jadeish about stuff whereas now ur just being all bluuuuuh
im concenerd for you :(
*concerned

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[nukeoleptic]

charles was one of my first friends here
and now i might not ever see him again
its just hard

[text]

[tipsygnostalgia]

yeah
it doesnt get any better either
go spend time w your friends
<3

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah, I do.

Why, you want some?

[tipsygnostalgia]

What.. sort of weakness are you talking about here? [Roxy's a little lost.]

[dicey]

Yeah, I want to try this "getting drunk" thing. See what all the fuss is about!

[samantha_grey]

In the gods and giants. If we're fighting them, we need to know how to hit them.

...I don't like relying on unpredictable pissant kidnappers that curse people for amusement to win this fight.

[tipsygnostalgia]

'Kay!

[Excitedly, she begins tugging him as they get up to roof, as if that's somehow going to make him hurry.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Haha, alright. Well I do have some drink here so yeah, you can have some.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh. Well we already know how to hit them, as in you actually just.. hit them, but maybe you can find out something else.

[dicey]

Yessssssss. Are you at your house?

[samantha_grey]

Probably need something really big.

Oh well, enough of that. What about you? What've you been doing all this time? Just keep up with the bar? You're not really the fighting or research sort, are you?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yup! you can come over.

[action; a bit later]

[dicey]

[KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah been running the bar, and checking up on people. That's more my sort of thing, really. I don't really like fighting or anything like that, even if I end up doing it a lot it seems.

[samantha_grey]

I think we sort of end up doing a lot of things we're not really suited for around here. It probably shouldn't surprise us by now.

[sip, huh, empty]

As much as it sounds like I'm picking a fight, I'd rather not, at least for a while.

[tipsygnostalgia]

No I get what you're doing.

[Roxy picks up the bottle to pour another drink.]

It's like uh.. surveillance. Covert Ops. Sneaky stuff.

[samantha_grey]

Only with flaming red hair the smell of sulfur and that annoying little tail of mine, heh.

[Which flopped in irritation on the counter, waving at Roxy before being batted away.]

Not exactly a secret agent am I?

[action]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[And the door opens!]

Vriska! Hey.

[action]

[dicey]

Hey! The dumb cat's going to come in, too.

[action]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh.. uh, sure? I mean it's not like I don't have a bunch of cats in here anyways.

[action]

[dicey]

Believe me, if I had a choice, it wouldn't be here!

[she walks in]

So where's the alcohol?

[action]

[tipsygnostalgia]

It's in the kitchen.

[She points the way before heading off towards the room.]