[The feed clicks on and we get a nice view of Hit Girl's grinning face, looking a little redder than usual, a bottle filled with clear liquid in her hand, half full. It took a surprising amount of liquor to get the little girl drunk, but now that she is... well... She looks happy, at least. Slung over her shoulder is her newest toy, a long-handled
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Also you shouldn't arm yourself while under the influences of alcohol. [DOES DICK NEED TO FIND YOU?]
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Don't worry 'bout the weapon, I stabbed an exercise machine by accident and I can't get it out.
M'twelve, and I'm drinking 'cause there isn't any water, an' I was thirsty, an' the stuff in the sink kinda looked like water but it tasted funny and it made me thirstier so I drank some more an' here I am.
[She looks around a bit]
The end.
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Alcohol is a dehydrator, so it's not going to help you if you keep drinking it. I have spare bottles of water and I can bring one to you though. [And probably sit around with you until you start sobering up...whenever that is.]
Where are you?
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I'm gonna take some of the brown ones, and heat them up with my nagga... naganaga, an' then drink them to get the water! [beers. She means beers.]
[She gives him a glare. GROWN UPS. RUINING THE FUN. luckily, she's cunning.]
Wouldn't you like to know? [Gosh, Dick, where are the exercise machines?]
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He's all up for fun, except this. This can only end terribly.]
Uh huh. Wouldn't I really. [He's already headed towards there. Because you know, everyone totally just has an exercise machine in their room. 8| You drunk gurl.]
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[She looks over at one of the bottles, which has melted, hot beer streaming over the floor]
Well fucker. You distracted me.
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[He'd be more sorry, but she's also drunk as hell. And he really has no patience after dealing with America and him thinking it's totally okay to climb trees and pick mangoes from them.
But hey. He's here and he has a bottle of water for you.] You do realize that telling me you stabbed an exercise machine was more then enough information to find you? [Which is good. He is not doing any wild goose chases.]
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Well that just makes me think you're a stalker, mister. [She holds up the empty bottle] Candy from a white van, huh?
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Detective skills. I was trained. But you made it quite obvious otherwise. [He takes it from her. He'll trash it later.] I have no candy, nor a van here I'm afraid. Just bottles of water and myself.
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An' now you're gonna want me to sit on your lap and listen to a story, hmmm?
Careful, mister, I've always got a knife.
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That's only if you want to sit on my lap and listen to a story. I don't force people into doing things against their will. [Unless they're badguys trying to do bad things. Then he has to force them to stop. :C]
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Doesn't make you any less creepy. What're you doin, showin' up giving away random bottles of water? What's the big idea?
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You said you were thirsty did you not? It would be rude of me not to help. [And he's the helping type. Silly vigilante batboy.]
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[She snorts] Did I not. Did I? maybe. Was thirsty, now'm drunk.
Thanks!
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You did. That's why you're drunk in the first place you know. [This conversation is going in complete circles.]
It's no problem. [Except what is he supposed to do with you dear.]
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[She scratches her head]
Right!
[Then she wobbles over to the karaoke machine, and starts punching random buttons again]
Where's on.....
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