[EVENT] - Kharveryos

[zenderael_mods]

Who: Open
When: Friday/Saturday/Sunday, 4/1-4/3
Where: The Culture Center
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: Language. Violence, injury, combat. Cannibalism in 9pm thread.

[OOC post for this event is here]

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[andlivefreely]

Mal shoved the last bite of baklava into his mouth, shrugging while he chewed. It had worked, even if it hadn't worked the way he'd expected, and that was all that mattered.

After swallowing, he grinned to Gabe. "You ever drink? Kinda wonder what you'd be like."

[turnsteptwirl]

"Nah." Gabe shook his head. "Never liked the taste." Never mind the fact it could ruin your liver. Gabe was perfectly content to not have his liver irreversibly wrecked by a drink, thank you very much. "If I had to guess, though, I'd probably either be a weepy drunk or one of those really clingy ones."

[andlivefreely]

"Some of the fruity cocktails got no taste at all," Mal noted. While he was fine with straight rum, or rum and soda, or, well, rum and anything, the occasional cocktail was delicious on top of being alcoholic. He leaned back to give Gabe an appraising look. "I'd bet on clingy. Which would be adorable."

[turnsteptwirl]

"The fruity ones taste better without the alcohol." He was quite fond of virgin daquiris, actually. "And it's adorable for the first half-hour or so. After that, it starts getting a little ridiculous." He had a friend back home who was one of those clingy drunks. If you got up for all of two seconds, she was firmly convinced you were abandoning her. That was how he had wound up smooshed between her and the arm of her couch one birthday. That hadn't been particularly fun.

[andlivefreely]

Virgin drinks were kind of silly, he thought, but if people enjoyed them without the alcohol... Then again, couldn't those just be called punch? Mal shrugged, not really wanting to go into that.

Mal had never met a clingy drunk that was that clingy, lucky for him, but that also meant they were probably not on the same wavelength. "Psh, I could cuddle someone for hours if they needed me to."

[turnsteptwirl]

"Well, yeah," Gabe agreed with an emphatic nod. "Cuddles are the best things in the world, but one of my friends back home was kind of like that." He shrugged. "She was a little more on the needy side of clingy, though. Another one of our friends was getting up to go get his camera out of his bag, and she was convinced he was abandoning her until he assured her he was just going for his camera." He shook his head. People were weird sometimes, he supposed.

[andlivefreely]

"Pfft, shoulda just used a cell." They took decent enough pictures for such things. He only really used his good camera for... well, all those photos he took of the monsters. Not much else lately, since dropping his photography class. "You'd probably just pout a lot til I came back, though," he said, grinning.

[turnsteptwirl]

"I think he would have, but if I'm remembering correctly, I think Sarah took it from him and hid it with his keys." He shrugged. His friends were just weird. The key hiding had made sense, though. Everyone else had been drinking and they had driven over (Gabe hadn't, simply because public transportation was infinitely easier than driving around in a city) and the keys had been dumped into a bowl of water and promptly stuffed in the freezer (at Gabe's own insistence). Though why his friend had taken the cell phone, he honestly couldn't remember. Something about not wanting him to drunk text his girlfriend, maybe? He shook his head. "Oh, honey, you know I would, but only because if you got up, I'd lose my pillow, and you're comfortable."

[andlivefreely]

Hiding someone's phone? Friends did some pretty strange things, he knew, and that was actually pretty tame to some of the things his friends had done... or the things he'd done to his friends. Still, he'd probably be annoyed if someone hid his phone...

"You know I am," he said, a hint of teasing in his tone. "And you know I'd come back, too."