Gentleman's Night Out With an Awkward Morning [Semi Closed]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

Who: lol_waver and profcharisma
Where: First the Bar, then Rider's Room
When: Oct 30th
Summary: Rider Takes Waver drinking, Waver gets drunk, awkward ensues.
Rating: PG / PG-13 (While the nasty is IMPLIED there is no nasty, so read with caution)
Warning: there will be references to adult material though nothing will actually have occurred.



Rider had been meaning to do this for a while, but now was the day. He stood before the door of his former Master with a huge grin on his face and dressed in tight, black slacks and a maroon button up shirt that hung open on his chest. He might find these 'pants' very restrictive, but it was necessary to blend in. Especially since he planned to spend the night out drinking as much wine as he could handle.

He raised his giant hand to knock on the door but instead let out a loud bellow.

"I know you are in there, Waver! Open the door, and I will take you out on the best night of your Magus life!"



Ooc note: The bar thread is OPEN, anyone can tag it! Expect replies from one or both of us!

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Waver's Apartment-Road to Bar [Closed]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

Five minutes ago, Waver had fixed himself a cup of tea and sat down to finally finish reading a book.

Clearly the universe did not want him to ever finish it.

He knew far better than to keep Rider waiting, though; he would just yell at the door until Waver answered or, even worse, break it down. So he set down his tea and his book and opened the door.

"Good evening, Rider. Yelling really isn't necessary."

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

I am announcing my presence, not yelling!

[Looking him over]

Get dressed in something more appropriate. You can't very well enjoy a night of drinking wearing that!

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[He just likes sweaters okay, there's nothing wrong with them.]

...Fine. [Arguing with Rider is a lesson in futility.] Give me a few moments, then.

[He'll just be shutting the door to go and change clothes, then.]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

[Closed the door? In the king's face? NONSENSE!

With a single motion, he kicked the door down]

That's no way to treat your King, Waver.

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[ALKSDFJS]

[GDIT RIDER]

...I assumed I'd be able to have a little privacy while I was changing!

Bar [Open]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

[When you were Issei Ryudo, you kept your promises, even poorly thought out ones that bound you to vague terms. And that meant that when you were the vassal of a king and you saw him enter a bar, you went into that bar to make sure that nothing really stupid happened.

He didn't have to greet Alexander right away, considering that he was accompanied. Instead he took a seat at the bar, ordered a water, and kept an eye open for more trouble than he usually got into.]

...how is this already natural for me?

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

[Totally takes him only minutes to see him over there]

Isse! What are you doing all the way over there?!

[unknownrival.livejournal.com]

Not very much, apparently.

[He shakes his head fondly and moves to sit next to Rider instead.]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[Waver watched Issei's approach from Rider's other side.]

[He seemed familiar-- he probably spoke to him before, it probably wasn't important.]

[And if he happened to at all notice that Issei seemed to be a young, attractive boy with an agreeable personality who apparently was well acquainted with Rider, there was nothing on his face that indicated as such. Or indicated that there was anything that could possibly be wrong with that.]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

What are you doing here, Issei? I thought you didn't like coming to places like this.

[Rider had a habit of surrounding himself with beautiful young man, but he didn't think about it]

OH! This is Waver! He was once my vassal to!

Bar [Open]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[Because we want as much alcohol in Waver as we can possibly get.]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

[Yes, yes we do.

Orders him another drink and slams it down in front of him]

This is only your second one! Let's see how fast you finish it!

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[He's barely finished with the first before the second is in front of him.]

...

[What is his life and how did he end up like this]

I don't drink things very quickly.

[sip]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

You need to keep pace with me, Waver!

[Thinks for a moment...before getting devious]

We'll just get you smaller drinks! Barkeep! Get us some shots!

[croibhristeoir]

[Your drinking buddy is here, Waver. Of course the Irish guy is at a bar, geez.]

I assume you meant Rider?

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

Lancer! Care to join us, my worthy adversary?

...both of them. this is why i need to be awake when tagging.

[croibhristeoir]

I would be honored, Rider.

Then again, can you really say you're drinking at all if you're not drinking with an Irishman? [SMIRK.] I can't help but think it wouldn't be as fun otherwise.

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

Hahah perhaps not! Waver is not accustomed to consuming spirits in the amount we do. He could use some training.

Rider's Room [CLOSED CLOSED]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[When Waver woke up in the morning, he wished that he hadn't.]

[His head was pounding. His body ached. His mind was foggy like a... thing. With fog in it. To top it off, he didn't know where he was, where his clothes were, or why he was separated from them.]

[Last night was a black abyss shortly after that fourth shot. He could imagine what occurred in it, but made a conscious effort not to.]

Ngh...

[That was the sound of a man who was never going to drink again.]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

[Rider was humming loudly in his shower. Despite having drunk himself silly last night, he was obnoxiously peppy.

He was especially excited to play this 'joke' on Waver. Getting him drunk was certainly entertaining, dealing with the aftermath would be glorious.

He exited the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel but otherwise completely naked]

Ah, Waver! You have rejoined the living!

[profcharisma.livejournal.com]

[Gdit Rider. How do you not get hungover.]

[He started to push himself up-- his face had been resolutely buried in the pillow-- and hissed when a surprisingly large amount of his body protested movement. It felt like he had fallen down a flight of stairs.]

[He turned to look at Rider.] Only reluct...

[And trailed off.]

[Rider why are you naked.]

[lol-waver.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[Ooooooooh]

You like what you see, ha? You were quite cute last night, ya know.