Your romantic rights are all that you got [OPEN THREAD COME PLAY]

[rawrsoangry]

Who: Xanxus and YOU!!
What: The angry bouncer is getting drunk. IS HE A HAPPY DRUNK? A SAD DRUNK?? A VIOLENT DRUNK?!?! COME AND FIND OUT!!! O-or don't. Whatever. I don't blame you.
When: Monday 15th February, sometime after 6pm
Where: The bar
Notes/Warnings: potential drunken crack Xanxus. So...excessive pottymouthing, violence, hatespeak,

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[love_and_donuts]

Perched on a wooden stool, Vash leaned both elbows against the bar and stared over toward the stage where he'd been hoping to see a really, REALLY beautiful lady do these freaking miraculous back-bends? With the legs and, and, and amazing flexibility? And th-the acrobatics and everything? It was kind of why he was here. Maybe if he just stared at the pole and squinted enough, he could replay previous performances! ...He gave a small sigh, just about giving up on his timing for now, and turned back around to the bar. It wasn't the only reason he was here, actually.

Having spotted Xanxus before he'd taken 2 steps into the place, Vash waved down the bartender soon after the scarred man had ordered. "I'll have the same as our fine bouncer, please!" He decided to stroll down to a seat closer to Xanxus so they could hear easier. They were going to chat like buddies, after all! He gave a bright grin as he pulled up a seat.

"The memory already took away the memories; looking to erase the experience altogether?"

[rawrsoangry]

Xanxus gave him a surly look, tossing his drink back neat and slamming the glass back down on the bar as a signal for a refill. "It never happened, so there's nothing to erase," he pointed out. The red-coated freak was entirely too fucking friendly, but Xanxus really couldn't be bothered hurting him. Or whatever.

He actually flicked a tip into the jar once his glass was topped up and-- Fuck it, he thought as the alcohol buzzed nice and hot through his bloodstream. "Put this shithead's drinks on my tab tonight." Why not? Why the fuck not? Nothing in this place was real anyway. That was the whole fucking game, wasn't it?

"How'd your week go, then?"

[love_and_donuts]

"SERIOUS?!?!" Vash gasped with glee, slapping his palms together. "Hot DAMN~" He wasn't about to slap the guy's shoulder like he would've for any of the rest of the less prickly residents in town. Even if he was richer than he knew what to do, and he had a hunch Xanxus was cluing into that flaw in the island's economy, no charity should go un-celebrated in his book.

"It was terrible. I kept trying to avoid Ritsu the whole time! That, and I couldn't stop myself trying to analyze my sexuality. Cried a few times. This isn't even the first event that's left my head spinning in that respect. It's annoying as hell," he swore cheerfully, as if he were complaining about some bad customers at work, and not his life being toyed with by magical, unseen gods.

[rawrsoangry]

"Happens often, does it?" Xanxus' tone indicated exactly what he thought of that. He didn't like feeling this insecure; it was hard for him to pinpoint exactly why since he couldn't remember a fucking thing hardly, but he had a distinct idea that he wouldn't normally let anybody mess around with him and get away with it unscathed.

He leaned back against the bar, booted foot swinging out to snack an empty stool and tug it around to use as a footrest as he regarded his impromptu drinking buddy with simmering curiousity. "What other shit have you had to put up with?"

[shoukanjutsu]

"Off-duty tonight

[rawrsoangry]

"Some teenaged brat," Xanxus grunted back. He had enough alcohol in his system to be relatively personable (provided one ignored his colourful language) so he hooked himself a spare seat and actually joined Klarth at his table instead of just bitching at him from across the bar. "How 'bout you?"

He peered at Klarth's work as his booted feet swung up to claim a few inches of unoccupied table surface. "The fuck is all this shit?" It looked pretty damn foreign to him. Then again, how was Xanxus to know what he knew anyway? Fucking island. Steady chemical thoughts fizzed through his brain, fueled by his conversations with various people throughout the evening.

Xanxus was starting to make plans, and these shitty 'gods' or what-the-fuck-ever wouldn't see him coming.

[shoukanjutsu]

That was a surprise. Had Xanxus actually decided to hold a civil conversation? He couldn't imagine why he'd come over otherwise. Klarth discreetly moved the more vital of his documents away from Xanxus's dirty boots before responding. "A girl named Kurai. She was absolutely set on marrying her one true love and had no compunction about letting me know through verbal and physical means."

He glanced down at his work, wondering once more why people asked when they never seemed to understand. "Theory in relation to the schools of magic existent on Aselia. I'm writing a paper."

[rawrsoangry]

Well, that meant sweet fuck-all, didn't it? Xanxus reached out almost delicately turned a piece of paper to face him, but found no enlightenment therein. "And what, pray fuckin' tell, are these 'schools'?"

He wondered if Klarth was really capable of some if the things he'd claimed. Really, he didn't seem to be the time, but if he hadn't just been blowing smoke it could come in pretty handy. Though hadn't he mentioned some shit about not actually being able to use his fairy powers or whatever? Well, either way it wouldn't hurt him any more to find out a few things.

[rawrsoangry]

"Such a cheerful fuckin' face you got there, Trashling."

Xanxus' voice was lazy and amused, well-mellowed by his evening's drinking. Besides, it wasn't as if he really cared whether this little shit ruined his liver from alcohol at the tender age of fucking twelve or whatever. He'd only banned him from the bar to piss him off.

That expression was pretty amusing, though. Xanxus watched him with something that passed as interest. "Not happy about your not-wedding?" Wasn't that everybody's problem today, after all?

[rawrsoangry]

He did laugh, loud and grating. "A whore, huh? Hope the pay's decent. Not that it matters here anyway, right?" The 'Monkey King' business he let slide. Just for tonight. Just for tonight, he'd pretend to behave. It was good to keep people off-balance.

Xanxus' grin didn't fade at Hibari's question. He shrugged. "The island's had its laugh. Shacked me up with some fucking trash at least old enough to marry legally, which was apparently rare." Hah! Like that fucking noisy trash with the stupid hair. That'd been hilarious. Xanxus was still laughing about it. "Nothing much happened there. Was fucking weird for a week, though."

His unnatural gregariousness ended in a jaw-cracking yawn. Xanxus toyed with his whiskey glass absently. "How 'bout you?"