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[patheticvillain]

I need help with a project.

private } zane, barron, & the non-existent philip (because hope springs eternal)

I'm bored. When are we actually going to do something interesting?

spam } open

[Cassel spends most of his time, even now, out on deck and in the gardens. He looks extremely worried and vulnerable, which is 25% calculated and 75% natural - he's not very good at hiding his emotions yet. As always, he wears gloves, and appears constantly on the lookout for attack.]

[Alternately, find him trying fruitlessly to break into your cabin. Seriously. Any cabin. At all.]



( ooc; cassel is eight, responses will come from brothermayi. )

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[brothermayi]

Yes.

[Of course he does. He just got toasted. He wants all the anothers.]

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[jumpeduplittleshit]

[What a punk, but he pours another two fingers into both their glasses. Then he pours a bit extra into Cassel's.]

Cheers, mate.

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[brothermayi]

[Hell yes. He holds up his glass as if he has any swag whatsoever, then tips it back. He has to drink this one in two goes, but he gets there, damnit.]

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[jumpeduplittleshit]

[James is super pumped to get this kid drunk, it's probably an issue but there it is.]

You're a champion. [He's not about to be shown up, so down it goes and okay maybe they will both get drunk.]

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[brothermayi]

I know that.

[Hairflip. He is perf.]

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[jumpeduplittleshit]

You little shit. [Wow, kid. Wow. Have another drink. James is going to mess them up.]

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[brothermayi]

[YEAH SHOT DOWNED AND wow he puts his chin on the table. Help. He looks like he's kind of messed up already. BECAUSE HE'S TINY. JAMES, GOD.]

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[jumpeduplittleshit]

[WHAT, IT'S HILARIOUS, James is already giggling. LAUGHING. like a man. Which he is. But okay he won't pour anymore.]

Tired already?

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[brothermayi]

No!

[SMALL SCOWLY TIRED BABBY BLINK]

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[jumpeduplittleshit]

You are too. You're already drunk, look at you.