Teehee. Every one is in for a hell of a night.
PLZ don't take anything too seriously. And remember the character's state of mind before you judge their actions.
IT'S NOT BLOODY MINE!!! WHY MUST I CONSTANTLY REMIND MYSELF??? *runs off crying hysterically like Christian at the end of Moulin Rouge (*
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Elijah saw Will staring into the fireplace. He walked over and sat in a over-stuffed chair, relaxed, and took a swig of the rum from the bottle in his hand.
"'Ello, Will."
Will looked up. "Hello, Elijah. Awake still?"
"It would appear so," Elijah giggled. He was pretty drunk.
"Gimme a sip of that."
Elijah smiled evilly and said, "'Ell no! It's me rum! Get your own!"
Will stood and did as Elijah suggested, but as he walked by, Elijah put out his arm and pulled Will onto his lap. "'Ello Handsome."
Will struggled to get up, but Elijah held him down. He put the bottle on the floor, leaned down, and kissed Will.
~***~
Eve woke up with a horrid hangover, still rather drunk, with a lingering feeling of sadness, and a contemplation on why she couldn't see.
Wait. . . maybe it was dark?
She stumbled across the soft-wood floors and opened a window with no particular reason, considering that there were no curtains and she could see perfectly out the window anyway. She shook her head, cursing herself for falling asleep.
After whacking her leg on the bedpost and running into the wall beside the door repeatedly, Eve made her way out into the hall and stumbled down that instead. She banged her head into a pretty candleholder on the wall, making her headache all the worse, finally reaching the stairs, which she tripped down.
Landing finally with her bottom on the third step and her feet on the first, she watched the firelight flicker shadows on the wall and decided to go and sit by the fire. She had forgotten what she had come downstairs for anyway.
After she sat down it took her a full three and a half minutes to see Will and Elijah making out on the plush rug beneath her feet.
Another two to see the rum bottle. She picked it up and finished it off.
Another five minutes and Eve realized what was going on. "'Ello boys."
The two men stopped and looked up. Elijah looked totally wasted, and Will was closing in on it as well. They both smiled goofily at her and went back to what they were doing.
Eve shrugged, still not in her completely right mind, and went outside. She sat on the porch of the large building and stared at the stars.
"Drink up, me hearties, yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me," Eve sang quietly into the night. Then she fell over and passed out on the hard concrete.
~***~
The sun rose, shining into Christian's room and waking him. Outside, birds chirped and the sounds of the town awakening could be heard. He blinked in the bright light, then wandered blindly to his closet to get dressed.
After dressing to a socially appropriate extent and waking up by splashing cold water from the basin on his bureau, Christian wandered down the hall, carefully avoiding Eve's room.
Down the stairs he went, listening to the entire house awaken. Noting that the fire was still burning by the flickering shadows on the stairwell wall, he walked to it and ended up tripping over two very passed out men on top of one another, making the pile 3.
And it was very inconvenient that a maid walked in upon hearing the thump and shrieked, running out of the room. The shrill sound seemed to rudely awake most of the house and Christian heard thumping upstairs.
Quickly he got up, disturbing the two men who turned out to be Elijah and Will. The two moaned and cursed incoherently at their headaches, but when the caught sight of each other they jumped back and glared, remembering a bit of what happened the night before.
Elijah pointed at Will. "You Eunuch!!!"
"Me? I'm not a eunuch!!! You bastard!"
"Yes, only I can call him a Eunuch," Jack sauntered down the stairs, not as effected by the amount of alcohol he had as the other two.
Will nodded. "Yes, only Jack. . . wait, What!?"
Christian looked around, shook his head, and walked out of the house to get away from the continued bickering and for a breath of fresh air. But to his luck, he only tripped over another body, this one a woman.
"Eve? Bloody hell, was EVERYONE drunk?"
Eve shot up and waved her hands around wildly. "Ye bastard!!! Scared the hell out of me you whelp!!! Bloody Eunuch. . ."
Christian grinned sardonically. "Elijah's the eunuch, he and Will."
Eve looked at him, profoundly confused, but shook her head and stood wobbly. "Not even gunna ask."
She wouldn't have had time to anyway, because her lack of balance caused her to sway and fall into Christian's arms rather quickly.
To their misfortune, Jack walked out only a second later, and seeing his wife in another man's arms, grew enraged.
But not even the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow was completely unaffected by alcohol, and he stumbled, falling flat on his face.
But not before grabbing Christian's sleeve, throwing Christian off balance enough to loose hold of Eve, who thumped on top of her husband.
"Hello love."
"Hi Jack."
Adam Riley, hearing a scream that woke him up, was stumbling around his bedroom, not quite awake yet. And in only trousers so far, he heard shouts outside and peeked out the window.
Now, the pirates weren't the only ones who were drinking. Adam was still a little tipsy from last night, after getting loaded to forget Eve and her ridiculous ideas.
So Adam leaned out the window, and as soon as he did, he heard a cat-call from across the street. All the bickering below silenced for a moment, and Adam took advantage of it to get there attention.
"Christian! Eve! Jack!" The three looked wildly around.
"Over here!"
Still flinging their heads about in search.
Adam grew frustrated and flailed his arms about wildly to get their attention. He only succeeded in falling from the window with a yell and into the bushes below.
Still having no luck in finding where the call had come from, the three shrugged and went back to arguing.
~***~
Elijah and Will had been arguing when a loud crash came from outside the side window. They ran to it only to see Adam Riley half naked and twisted in very odd ways in the bushes right below them.
The men looked at each other, shrugged, and hoisted him in the window. Will, who was slowly regaining full common sense, called the maid in from dusting to take care of Adam.
Unfortunately, it was the same maid that saw the two of them and Christian piled up in the parlor. She didn't take well to them and began to run after them with the feather duster in her hand.
In a last resort the two ran outside, running straight into the bickering trio outside.
Jack jumped back and reached for his sword, which consequently wasn't there. Instead he grabbed hold of a loose branch from the bush right behind him and pointed it at Will and Elijah. Eve snorted into a giggle, and Christian looked at her reproachfully.
Jack realized what he held and raised an eyebrow. "Where's my sword?"
Elijah giggled with Eve. Will looked at everyone and shrugged, walking back inside.
But not for long. He soon ran right back out, feather duster close behind, and bolted down the path into the cobblestone streets.
"And don't come back!" The maid yelled defiantly, then walked indignantly back into the house, shortly curtseying for Christian.
His gaze followed the maid inside because he had no better place to move it. Finally, after a long, awkward silence, everyone filtered inside and went to their rooms.
Eve walked by the parlor. "Hey! What the hell happened to Adam?"
PLZ don't take anything too seriously. And remember the character's state of mind before you judge their actions.
IT'S NOT BLOODY MINE!!! WHY MUST I CONSTANTLY REMIND MYSELF??? *runs off crying hysterically like Christian at the end of Moulin Rouge (*
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Elijah saw Will staring into the fireplace. He walked over and sat in a over-stuffed chair, relaxed, and took a swig of the rum from the bottle in his hand.
"'Ello, Will."
Will looked up. "Hello, Elijah. Awake still?"
"It would appear so," Elijah giggled. He was pretty drunk.
"Gimme a sip of that."
Elijah smiled evilly and said, "'Ell no! It's me rum! Get your own!"
Will stood and did as Elijah suggested, but as he walked by, Elijah put out his arm and pulled Will onto his lap. "'Ello Handsome."
Will struggled to get up, but Elijah held him down. He put the bottle on the floor, leaned down, and kissed Will.
~***~
Eve woke up with a horrid hangover, still rather drunk, with a lingering feeling of sadness, and a contemplation on why she couldn't see.
Wait. . . maybe it was dark?
She stumbled across the soft-wood floors and opened a window with no particular reason, considering that there were no curtains and she could see perfectly out the window anyway. She shook her head, cursing herself for falling asleep.
After whacking her leg on the bedpost and running into the wall beside the door repeatedly, Eve made her way out into the hall and stumbled down that instead. She banged her head into a pretty candleholder on the wall, making her headache all the worse, finally reaching the stairs, which she tripped down.
Landing finally with her bottom on the third step and her feet on the first, she watched the firelight flicker shadows on the wall and decided to go and sit by the fire. She had forgotten what she had come downstairs for anyway.
After she sat down it took her a full three and a half minutes to see Will and Elijah making out on the plush rug beneath her feet.
Another two to see the rum bottle. She picked it up and finished it off.
Another five minutes and Eve realized what was going on. "'Ello boys."
The two men stopped and looked up. Elijah looked totally wasted, and Will was closing in on it as well. They both smiled goofily at her and went back to what they were doing.
Eve shrugged, still not in her completely right mind, and went outside. She sat on the porch of the large building and stared at the stars.
"Drink up, me hearties, yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me," Eve sang quietly into the night. Then she fell over and passed out on the hard concrete.
~***~
The sun rose, shining into Christian's room and waking him. Outside, birds chirped and the sounds of the town awakening could be heard. He blinked in the bright light, then wandered blindly to his closet to get dressed.
After dressing to a socially appropriate extent and waking up by splashing cold water from the basin on his bureau, Christian wandered down the hall, carefully avoiding Eve's room.
Down the stairs he went, listening to the entire house awaken. Noting that the fire was still burning by the flickering shadows on the stairwell wall, he walked to it and ended up tripping over two very passed out men on top of one another, making the pile 3.
And it was very inconvenient that a maid walked in upon hearing the thump and shrieked, running out of the room. The shrill sound seemed to rudely awake most of the house and Christian heard thumping upstairs.
Quickly he got up, disturbing the two men who turned out to be Elijah and Will. The two moaned and cursed incoherently at their headaches, but when the caught sight of each other they jumped back and glared, remembering a bit of what happened the night before.
Elijah pointed at Will. "You Eunuch!!!"
"Me? I'm not a eunuch!!! You bastard!"
"Yes, only I can call him a Eunuch," Jack sauntered down the stairs, not as effected by the amount of alcohol he had as the other two.
Will nodded. "Yes, only Jack. . . wait, What!?"
Christian looked around, shook his head, and walked out of the house to get away from the continued bickering and for a breath of fresh air. But to his luck, he only tripped over another body, this one a woman.
"Eve? Bloody hell, was EVERYONE drunk?"
Eve shot up and waved her hands around wildly. "Ye bastard!!! Scared the hell out of me you whelp!!! Bloody Eunuch. . ."
Christian grinned sardonically. "Elijah's the eunuch, he and Will."
Eve looked at him, profoundly confused, but shook her head and stood wobbly. "Not even gunna ask."
She wouldn't have had time to anyway, because her lack of balance caused her to sway and fall into Christian's arms rather quickly.
To their misfortune, Jack walked out only a second later, and seeing his wife in another man's arms, grew enraged.
But not even the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow was completely unaffected by alcohol, and he stumbled, falling flat on his face.
But not before grabbing Christian's sleeve, throwing Christian off balance enough to loose hold of Eve, who thumped on top of her husband.
"Hello love."
"Hi Jack."
Adam Riley, hearing a scream that woke him up, was stumbling around his bedroom, not quite awake yet. And in only trousers so far, he heard shouts outside and peeked out the window.
Now, the pirates weren't the only ones who were drinking. Adam was still a little tipsy from last night, after getting loaded to forget Eve and her ridiculous ideas.
So Adam leaned out the window, and as soon as he did, he heard a cat-call from across the street. All the bickering below silenced for a moment, and Adam took advantage of it to get there attention.
"Christian! Eve! Jack!" The three looked wildly around.
"Over here!"
Still flinging their heads about in search.
Adam grew frustrated and flailed his arms about wildly to get their attention. He only succeeded in falling from the window with a yell and into the bushes below.
Still having no luck in finding where the call had come from, the three shrugged and went back to arguing.
~***~
Elijah and Will had been arguing when a loud crash came from outside the side window. They ran to it only to see Adam Riley half naked and twisted in very odd ways in the bushes right below them.
The men looked at each other, shrugged, and hoisted him in the window. Will, who was slowly regaining full common sense, called the maid in from dusting to take care of Adam.
Unfortunately, it was the same maid that saw the two of them and Christian piled up in the parlor. She didn't take well to them and began to run after them with the feather duster in her hand.
In a last resort the two ran outside, running straight into the bickering trio outside.
Jack jumped back and reached for his sword, which consequently wasn't there. Instead he grabbed hold of a loose branch from the bush right behind him and pointed it at Will and Elijah. Eve snorted into a giggle, and Christian looked at her reproachfully.
Jack realized what he held and raised an eyebrow. "Where's my sword?"
Elijah giggled with Eve. Will looked at everyone and shrugged, walking back inside.
But not for long. He soon ran right back out, feather duster close behind, and bolted down the path into the cobblestone streets.
"And don't come back!" The maid yelled defiantly, then walked indignantly back into the house, shortly curtseying for Christian.
His gaze followed the maid inside because he had no better place to move it. Finally, after a long, awkward silence, everyone filtered inside and went to their rooms.
Eve walked by the parlor. "Hey! What the hell happened to Adam?"