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 Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 2:51 pm
 【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
Lydia, at this point, was only half listening. The other half of her attention was somewhere unknown. "Nope!" She wasn't even going to bother to try to sing it. The fact that she didn't know German wasn't helping and neither was the fact that she was drunk. She began to giggle for absolutely no reason at all. It only took a couple of seconds for her giggling to turn into full on laughing. "Alex~...!" She grabbed his hand, pulling him back down to the couch. (If he was still standing at that point) "Let's just... Sit 'ere for a lil' while..." Which was the exact opposite of what she said two hours ago. Her pattern of speech was different: Her words were more spaced out and her Australian accent was much stronger. She laughed again, for no reason at all.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: insert random thoughts hereFeeling: DrunkMy Life: Click here! 
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 3:16 pm
Alex Alex gave a chuckled and flopped on the couch next to Lydia. He wrapped an arm around her, planting a kiss on her cheek. “My dear Lydia,” he said with a slight slur, “ I believe your drunk.” Unlike Lydia, Alex’s mind was still mostly on Earth. He was nervous at the thought that Lydia might go a bit too far and was wishing Solomon was back to make sure “things” didn’t happen. “Now I thought you Australians could handle your alcohol,” he said in mock accusation.
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Posted: Mon Sep 23, 2013 5:07 pm
【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
Lydia smiled in a goofy, obviously drunk, manner. She laughed again and looked at him. "I'm not... Too drunk...." She said in reply. "Just more than you..." She said, resting her head on his shoulder for a moment before reaching for her glass again. Lydia took a swig from that and then put the glass back down again. "That's a stereotype, hon..... Besides, I'm not the one who has a stash.... of schnapps in their room..." She teased, poking his nose with her index finger.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: insert a bunch of things hereFeeling: DrunkMy Life: Click here!
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 4:14 pm
Alex Alex made as if he was going to bite her finger. “True,” he said, “And that we can hold alcohol…. And we have fat waitresses named Helga that can carry ten steins in each hand.” He gave her a very stern look, indicating that he wasn’t kidding. However, he started to laugh. “Sad, but true,” he added. He looked up at the clock. “Darn,” he said quietly as he noticed how late it was. “I think you should get some sleep,” he said, “And I think I should get cracking on that homework…”
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 4:39 pm
【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
Lydia laughed along with Alex, not really caring if it was true or not. She sighed and then gave a look if disappointment--drunken disappointment--after he had said that she should sleep. "But why~~?! I'm. Not. Tired." She said, almost in a pouty manner. She then hugged him from the side. Almost squeezing him, really... Lydia didn't intend on letting go any time soon. "Screw homework... You're... not leaving~..." She said, kissing his cheek after. Lydia giggled for what could have been the thousandth time.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: DON'T LEAVE!!Feeling: DrunkMy Life: Click here!
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 3:50 pm
Alex Alex felt the breathe leave him as Lydia held him in a vice. “I can see that she’s got a snake grip,” he thought. Regardless he stood, letting Lydia hang at his side. He snuffled towards his door, stumbling once. He proceeded through his door, letting Lydia slide through about a foot of snow.
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 4:30 pm
【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
"Noooo~!!" Lydia exclaimed as Alex stood. She still hung onto him until he had finally reached his room, stopping before reaching the snow in his room. For a second, she swayed and nearly fell over. Once she regained her balance, she crossed her arms and glared at him; Giving him what could have been the deadliest of death glares... For a drunk, that is. See, the thing about Lydia's drunk persona was that you either got the sweet, clingly, "Let's cuddle" drunk; Or the aggressive, mean, "I hate you and everything else" drunk. Rarely ever was there that happy medium between the two: The clingy and lovey-dovey yet sadistic and cynical drunk, which wasn't actually too far from who she normally was... Minus the lovey-dovey... (Truthfully, Lydia was a completely different person around Alex in general, drunk or not.) With her arms still crossed, she looked away from him; Closing her eyes and turning her nose up. "Hmph. You're no fun." She said bluntly. Lydia opened her eyes and looked at Alex through the corner of them. A sly grin tugged at the corners of lips. Why? Because she had just gotten an idea... And, oh, what a marvelous idea it was! She just stared at him, still keeping her grin.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!Feeling: Drunk and UpsetMy Life: Click here!
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 4:39 pm
Alex Alex gave a small chuckle which stopped abruptly when he saw the look in Lydia’s eyes. His mind had already come up with a solution. He moved up right next to her and ran his hand down her arm, watching the goosebumps appear. “Alright,” he said in her ear, “You win. Head over to the bed,” he said with a motion, “And let me grab something.” He turned and went over to his dresser, pulling out a small blue bag.
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 5:00 pm
【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
Lydia's expression had gone from sly to skeptical once Alex had said for her to move towards his bed. She was no longer in that mood anymore, not that she really ever was in the first place. All she wanted was for him to stay so that she wouldn't be alone on the couch... "No." Was all she said. There were two reasons why she had refused this supposed "offer": One, this is Alex we're talking about. She knew him... and she knew that he wasn't one to cave into such things. He was, after all, the one who was worried about not rushing their relationship. Two, there something--in the back of her mind--that was telling her not to accept. Call it intuition, if you will. Lydia may have been drunk, but she wasn't so drunk that she wouldn't find such an action coming from Alex to be suspicious. So, there she stood--in Alex's doorway--refusing to move even just the slightest inch.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: Nope.Feeling: Drunk and stubbornMy Life: Click here!
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 5:06 pm
Alex Alex grinned as he turned to find Lydia not moving. “Ah good,” he said with a relieved sigh, “I vas afraid I may have to use this on you.” He held up the blue bag. “Sleeping powder. The good stuff.” Alex looked around his room. “I believe this is the first time you seen my room,” he added a bit unsure. The snow at Lydia’s feet began to reced along with the ice. It was gone from the room, save the immediate area around Alex. “May yourself at home,” he said as he pocketed the bag and tossed a few books on his desk.
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Posted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 5:40 pm
【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
Lydia leaned on the doorframe and shook her head. "I've been... in here before." She said, remembering that one time before the Dance that they went to. That night when she woke up at about two o'clock in the morning and she got a bunch of dormmates; When Alex had offered for her to stay the night at his place because the other people just weren't going to go to sleep... She remembered that like it was yesterday... Then again, it had only been about a couple days ago, hadn't it? Lydia carefully--yet drunkenly--walked towards his bed and just sat there: Not expecting anything or wanting anything other than a place to sit down. She rested her elbows on her knees and her chin in the palm of her hand. "You remember that night, don't you?" She was speaking as though she were completely sober, which was not true. Sure, the affects of the alcohol were wearing off but... she was still pretty drunk.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: I remember that...Feeling: Drunk and thoughtfulMy Life: Click here!
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 2:04 pm
Alex “Oh yeah..” said Alex as his handler facepalmed himself. “It’s the schnapps,” he said with a grin. He pulled out some papers from his messenger bag and began to do some homework. “I think ve should learn more about each other,” he said as he paused to look up at her. “For example, do you like any sports?” Despite the harmlessness that Alex was putting off, much mischief was at hand. A small trail of ice, that had originated from Alex’s hand that was placed as if it was holding the paper in place, worked its way around the room, passing unseen in the corner of the wall, up the side of the bed, over the sheets, and into the back of Lydia’s pants and her undergarments. COLD! ((From the author : The equivalent of someone dropping an ice cube unexpectedly down her pants))
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 3:23 pm
【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
Lydia thought about it for a second. It being his question... "Um..." She said, still thinking. Her thought, of course, were slightly scattered due to the effect of schnapps. Because alcohol does that to people... "Well, I--" Her sentence was cut short by the feeling of something cold in place where it shouldn't be... Her expression went from happy to shocked as she looked behind her for what was probably a half-a-second. She immediately stood, gasping as she did so. When she stood, she swayed for a little bit. This time, however, she did not regain her balance and she felt on her rear end. Lydia glared at Alex again, with a glare that only lasted about a minute or so... Then she began to laugh, not bothering to get up from the floor. She was too lazy... and drunk.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: I'll get back at him later...Feeling: DrunkMy Life: Click here!
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 3:30 pm
Alex “Careful of those ice snakes,” Alex said without looking back, “They have a tendancy to n**. The ice trail was broken when Lydia suddenly stood up. However, the ice was not done just yet. It rolled in on itself given form to a coilded solid ice rattle snake. Its tail chattered as it made a mock bite at Lydia, excluding the fangs. Despite doing his homework, Alex was quite aware of his surroundings. The ice formed on Lydia’s tuckus and pant legs, freezing them to the floor of his room. He chuckled. “I know your going to get me back for this, so might as vell make it good, ja?”
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Posted: Mon Sep 30, 2013 3:53 pm
【Lydia Zykrin】 ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢ
"You sure are crazy..."
"And your point is?"
Lydia's laughing came to a halt once she saw the ice-snake form. Then she felt something cold binding her to the floor... Oh, joy... She struggled to break free from the ice, but--much to her dismay--that did not work. Just what did Alex think he was doing?!?! Didn't he know how fragile that line between angry-drunk and cuddly-drunk was?! Lydia watched the snake with a blank expression which turned into a grin not long after. She chuckled. "You're funny... you know that?" Lydia said, now no longer paying any attention to the fake snake. Instead, she was trying to see what he was writing with... An pen with black ink... Perfect. She chuckled again, making whatever ink was left in the pen--which was plenty--leak out onto his desk, forming a blob. Just a blob... The blob then took the shape of a creature of some kind; it looked like a mix between cat and squirrel. The ink-thing then jumped onto his face, covering it with ink.
"That was rude."
"Yeah, but they deserved it..."ⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢⅢThinking: How about that?Feeling: Drunk and MischievousMy Life: Click here!
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