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Chapter XXI - Playbian

"She's faking it, Amika!," Feo shouted. He might not have been able to beat Aubrey's volume but his tone was so different she was likely to hear it anyway. He patted Dev's shoulder comfortingly.

"You did your best but she's hopeless. Go on back and let Farrah take a look at your rippling musc- I mean, your injuries." He grinned. Dev sighed, shook his head but smiled a little and nodded before returning to Blair and Farrah's room.

Farrah came out of the bathroom and gathered the first aid supplies, gathering from their conversation that they were talking about Amika. "I think it's time to start drinking," she piped up, putting off healing Dev as he entertained Blair and poured the girl a shot. Blair giggled as she heard Dev's singing but paused to take the liquor down like a champ. She was by no means a drinker and would feel the effects fairly quickly.

"Oh no.." Blair snatched up the bottle from Farrah, able to hear Aubrey clearly despite the distance and walls between them.

Aubrey's voice shattering her eardrums, Farrah pulled another bottle out of the box and took a mouthful herself. "Cheers," she gestured to Blair, clinking bottles. She coughed a little after swallowing, having been awhile since she'd had anything so strong.

"I did my best, Blair!," he announced though she'd probably heard him too. Blair smiled up to him and was grateful for his attempt to cheer her up.

"It is appreciated! Here!" She handed him the bottle.

"Yes, thanks," he said, though she hadn't asked. He glanced at Farrah.

"This is gonna make me bleed more so we should get to this," he commented before he attached his mouth to the end of the bottle and sucked down as much of it as he could before the burning sensation in his throat overwhelmed him. He made a face at the flavor of the drink but was satisfied with the amount he'd put away in one go.

Farrah handed her bottle to Blair. She shook her head, as if trying to clear her mouth of the taste of vodka, then sat down on the edge of the bed. "Here, lay down so I can take a look." She opened up the first aid kit, drawing out the alcohol pads, a tweezer, and some bandages. He did as he was told with a grin and lie down on the bed with his back up and his legs twisting off the bed underneath him. He looked like a cat.

"You any good at stitches? Feo's improved since this shit started so if not that's okay.."

"I'm well on my way to being a surgeon. I think I'm pretty damn good at stitches," she quipped, "Now hold still so I can see what I've got here."

"Wow," he replied, impressed. He hadn't been moving in the first place so he didn't react much to the instructions.

"A surgeon, huh? That's like 12 years of school. I don't envy you," he chuckled and being that his stomach was completely empty, he started to feel the pleasant, tingling effects of the vodka.

Alcohol pad and tweezers in hand, she blew loose strands of her golden hair out of her eyes and gazed at his torn up back. "I hope you like laying on your stomach... It might be awhile before you're comfortable on your back again." Most of the injuries were surface scrapes, but a good handful would need stitches. She swabbed down the cuts, pulling some gravel and other unidentifiable material from the deeper wounds before digging out the thread and needles.

"Well.. I might need some help.. If you'd be the big spoon...," he started jokingly. Farrah tried to keep her gaze on the wounds, but it was distracting to have his shirtless back and arms displayed before her as they were. Damn it if she didn't find him attractive... And with a comment like that it was hard to keep her mind from wandering.

"I'll be back." Blair took another swig from the bottle before she headed over towards Feodore's room.

"'Kay," Dev responded, wincing at Farrah's digging around but other than some of his muscles flexing, he remained still.

Farrah noticed his wincing, "Sorry. I'm trying to be as gentle as I can. Almost done, just have to stitch you up."

"Don't worry about it. It's gonna hurt no matter what. It doesn't matter as long as it gets cleaned up and put back together, ya know?" Dev reassured her.

"Feeeeoooddorre!" Blair sang his name as she kicked on his door.

"Buh?," he said, leaning back to stick his head out of the bathroom door, still busy washing clothes by hand in the sink. "Come in?"

"Time for shots!" She opened his door and held the bottle up for him. She was already starting to feel the effects of the alcohol in her system.

"You found booze! C'mere. My hands are full," he said, intending for her to pour the alcohol into his mouth for him. She giggled as she tried to pour it into his mouth without spilling. Feo lowered himself a little by bending his knees and fought to keep from laughing. He tried to talk when he needed her to stop and straightened himself up so he could swallow and then breathe. THEN he laughed.

"Aw, god, vodka. At least it's not gin." He coughed a little and grinned at her.

"Thanks!" She nodded back to him enthusiastically.

"You should head back to our room when you're finished. Get drunk with me." Blair laughed before heading back to watch Farrah fixing up Dev.

"Yes, ma'am!," he said as she left though he finished up the clothes first, wrung them out and hung them on the shower rod to dry. He washed his hands, grabbed the pillows and a blanket from his room with Dev and threw them in the air and into their room before he closed the door.

"Alright, I think that should do it," Farrah replied after applying the last bandage.

"Private party go time!," Feo announced. Dev grinned and started to sit up. He looked down at Farrah.

"Thanks. Now.. how to pay you back?," he asked with a smile tempered by a little bit of shyness.

"I can think of a few ways," Farrah replied, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. Dev grinned.

"Should I leave the room?" Blair giggled to herself as she swayed. She brought the bottle back up to her mouth for another tiny shot. Feo moved up next to her and when she'd taken a shot, he stretched out his hand for the bottle as well. She complied and handed him the bottle.

"I refuse!," Feo responded to Blair's question. "Too bad there isn't a radio around here.. Or, ya know, any non-zombie radio DJs.."

"Can you?," Dev asked a little more quietly, happily grinning at Feo and Blair but looking back to the cute, tiny female for an answer. Her impish expression was making him feel a little mischievous as well.

"Alright you two. Let's play a game or something! It's actually nice hanging out with all of my friends at once for a change." Blair left the bottle with Feodore and sat up on the bed where there was room.

"Ooh! Drinking games!," Feo cheered excitedly. "And no spin the bottle!," he said, pointing at Dev as though he were accusing him. Dev laughed and eased up.

"Fine, what're we gonna play?" He looked between the girls, both of them closer to Amika than he and Feo, expectant they could come up with more than a few because of the reckless girl.

"Truth or dare?" Farrah offered, she couldn't really think of any at the moment. Feo and Dev started to laugh for no apparent reason.

"God, do you guys really wanna play that with us?" Feo chuckled with raised eyebrows.

"Well I can't think of anything else... And no matter what we're gonna kick your asses anyways," Farrah looked to Blair for assistance. Dev shook his head. He and Feo somehow always made it a competition and their dares became elaborate.

"ABC Sex Game?" Farrah racked her brain for any games she could think of. Most of the time she forgot the games Amika taught her as she was usually half wasted by the time they started anyways.

"Uh.. what?," Dev asked with a grin, taking another swill from the bottle.

"We take turns coming up with sexually themed things starting from A-Z. If you can't think of anything, you have to drink," Farrah explained. This was a game she was particularly good at, as she was an expert at the human anatomy and health related vocabulary.

"Ooh, dirty girl," Dev teased. "Alright. I'm in!"

"That's what he said!," Feo said, hoping someone caught the gay joke he'd made earlier and thought it was funny now too.

"Here we go.." Blair tapped on Feodore's hand silently requesting the bottle. She would need a shot before the game started. Feo slid her the bottle as Dev smacked him in the back of the head lightly.

"Alright, I'll go first," Farrah picked up her bottle and propped herself comfortably on the bed. "Anal."

Amika rolled her tongue all around Aubrey's sensitive skin while her hands busied themselves with the rest of her body. She smiled against her neck briefly as she marveled at the feel of the soft skin against her palms. She found the sweet spot on Aubrey's neck that drove the other girl crazy with want and sunk her teeth into it. Not too hard but enough to catch her attention. She ran her tongue over her love bite as Aubrey gasped and then wrapped her lips around it before sucking at it gently. Aubrey's body lit up in temperature and she arched her back into Amika's hand as it moved down her body.

Amika littered kisses and nips across her chest as Aubrey came to life with breathy moans. One of her hands found themselves clutching the back of Amika's head and the other moved down the other girls side only to claw its way back up. Amika groaned as she felt Aubrey's nails dig into her and she moved her head up from Aubrey's chest. Aubrey continued to grab at Amika as she felt her fingers dance down towards the dip between her hips.

She teased Aubrey's bottom lip with her teeth as her finger slipped inside the younger girl. Aubrey's fingers tightly curled around Amika's skin and hair from the sensation that erupted through her body. She opened her mouth to unleash a fiery moan but Amika's tongue found its way inside first. She drank up Aubrey's moans as she kissed her passionately. She slowly started to pull away from Aubrey's lips and was meet with whimpers of protest, though Aubrey had grabbed her hips to pull her even closer to her body.

While Amika was usually the dominant one in these situations, Aubrey was fighting for the position. She flipped Amika onto her back as she straddled her hips. She worked her lips and tongue down Amika's neck, desperate to taste her skin. Even with Blair only two rooms away it was apparent that Aubrey's sole goal was to erase the other girl from Amika's memory. She felt she was doing a damn good job of it too as she heard Amika moan her name again. Still on top, she started to make small circles against Amika with her hips. Aubrey's mouth made its way down her neck and past her chest. She made lazy circles with her tongue down Amika's toned stomach. Amika bit her lip with anticipation as Aubrey kissed past her belly button.

"Banana hammock!," Dev shouted as he continued the game, which spun him into more laughter. It was contagious. Feo started laughing so hard he forgot the word he was going to used.

"Damn it! Gimme tha damn bottle..."

"C now? Clitoris!" Farrah said the word like a song. Dev laughed and leaned towards her.

"I like this game..," he said a little breathlessly.

"Crying!.. wait, no! Cunt! I mean cunt!" Blair tried to take back her sudden outburst. Feo offered the bottle back to her.

"Nope! Nope! You take this bottle, right now!" He half scooted, half crawled to her and put one arm around her back while he lifted the bottle to her lips.

"Shot, shot, shot!," he chanted softly as though he were trying to cast a spell. Blair leaned towards him and let him give her the shot, much like she had done earlier. She surprised him and he laughed but he had to stop laughing because it took that much concentration to pour it into her mouth. He poured a tiny bit too much before he stopped and then started to laugh.

"Hahaha, don't sp- Don't spill!" Blair coughed a bit and some of the alcohol trickled down the side of her mouth. She quickly brought her hand up and wiped it from her mouth and on her chest where it dribbled. She looked to Feodore as she laughed. She felt a lurch in her stomach and went to retrieve a can of soda. He laughed with her and watched her bring back the soda.

"Oh my god, I'm so hungry, I could eat a zombie," he said, realizing it all of a sudden.

"I don't recommend it, they have a terrible flavor," Dev replied with seriousness. "But I feel ya, brother, is there any food?" He tried to stand up but apparently 6' 8" was a little too high at the moment and he fell back onto his butt as quickly as he'd risen.

"In that room down the hall," Feo said vaguely. "Barmaid! Go get us some!" Dev laughed, his head falling back as he did so then he tucked it forward with a grim expression.

"I'm on it." Feo watched him stand very slowly and head - not very gracefully - down the hall. Somehow, maybe because his stomach was driving or because he had an excellent sense of direction or because it was the only door open, Dev found the right room with ease and filled his arms with as much food as he could hold before heading back to the girls room, which was somehow a little more difficult to find than the storage room had been.

Amika left her bedroom in search for food and water at about the same time Dev was heading back. Her head turned to survey the hall and see where she should head off. She had no clue about storage rooms or anything, having been cooped up in her room the entire time. She had on boxers that she found and a large shirt that was only a little bit shorter than the boxers.

"Dev?" She noticed a rather large shadow stumbling about and it could only be her massive friend. Somehow, turning his head towards her required way more of his effort than it should have and he accidentally dropped everything he'd been carrying. His hands landed on either side of her - surprisingly quietly as his fingertips caught his weight and he looked at her, his face leaning closer to hers than he realized.

"Yes," he responded to his name in question form. "The answer is yes. ...I.. am.. Dev."

"Are you..?" Amika leaned forward a bit as well to get a whiff at the alcohol on his breath. She raised an eyebrow. He made a concerned expression and gave a little whimper as he looked deep into her eyes as though searching for an answer. Amika stared back at him, uncertain about what he was going to do. She had never seen him so serious and it concerned her.

"I.. I don't know!" Her accidental question made him doubt himself. Then he laughed as his brain caught up. He pushed himself away from the wall and sunk to his knees to pick up the food he'd dropped. When he stood again he tried to gather her in one arm, dropping a few things again as he did so.

"Alright, bye 'Mika," he said, looking down his chest at her. "I told Blair I'd beat you up," he whispered, "but I'll do it later, 'kay?" He sounded convinced he was doing her a favor. Amika just shook her head and smiled up at him.

"Love you Dev." Her arms came around the drunken giant, "Hey, where did you get that food from?"

"I love you too," he said in an almost pained tone. He squeezed her body to him tighter with his enormous arm and rested his cheek against her forehead before he planted one kiss, then two there and then replaced his cheek. Amika's smiled widened at his affection.

"Down there," he said when he realized she'd asked a question. "That one." He pointed but his arm moved from one side of the hall to the other, still passing over the open door but not staying there for long enough to be helpful if she wasn't looking. He dropped his arm and looked down with a frown as though wondering how the food had gotten on the floor again.

"Here." Amika bent down and picked up the food he dropped. She wasn't sure, considering her assumption of everyone's states, how she would be accepted into the room. She wanted to help Dev out though and she wouldn't be staying in there for longer than ten seconds.

She opened the door for him and had him stumble in before her. She set the food down where he did and then turned to leave the room. Blair quickly averted her gaze and simply ignored her for the time being. She had a good buzz going and didn't let Amika get to her. Dev didn't have the sense to thank her or really even realize that she had helped. Feo shut the door behind her and cheered due to the presence of food.

"What'd you get?!"

"I don't know. But I'm going to eat it!," he said, waving a pack of batteries at his friend without realizing what he had in his hand. Blair laughed at Dev.

"Look at that Farrah, if he eats those he can just keep going and going and going all night long," Blair laughed as she nudged Farrah with a pillow at the implications. Feo laughed, especially since Dev didn't realize what he was holding.

"You'll have to check for a switch. He might have a vibrate mode!," Feo wheezed, pink in the face from laughing though his dark skin made it a little hard to tell. Dev went back to rooting around in the box. He offered each of them something, though he kept giving Farrah packages of food. Feo found it hilarious that his bigger friend was more of a light weight than he was, even when they had food in them prior to drinking.

The comments were lost on Farrah as she staggered to her feet, the goodies from Dev falling to the floor. The sight of Amika awakened all the anger she felt about the Blair/Aubrey/Amika triangle. She took another long, three shot swig of booze and then tossed the empty bottle nowhere in particular. It burned like a flame down her throat and she started to cough uncontrollably before remembering her purpose.

"I'm gonnna... get ….. 'er!" Farrah yelled and raised her fist in the air as she staggered out of the room after Amika. Blair watched with raised eyebrows at Farrah's sudden outburst but was too stunned to move.

Amika was halfway down the hall towards her room before she caught up with her. "You playbian whoooooooore!" she cried and launched herself towards Amika.