10-25-04 (group chat)
luciailtanaka: *sits in living room with music playing* *working on solution to cancer* *hums*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::comes through front door, all bruised::
luciailtanaka: *looks up* *drops paperwork* Holy shit.... Rodney! *dashes over* What the hell happened?!
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I fucked up... again...
luciailtanaka: I can see that. *helps him to the couch* Sit down and talk to me, Rodney. *grabs bag o' stuff* *starts patching Roddy up*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Jonas' brother was hit by a car.....
luciailtanaka: Is he alright? *examining the bruises* These are punch marks. You was it this time?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I don't know.... He got upset cause he caught Knee with me... Jonas will kill me if he dies
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::sitting in waiting room somewhere...?::
summerquinnnemec: ::sits holding Jonas' hand:: He's gonna be okay...
luciailtanaka: What were you doing with Knee? *pokes the bruise above his eye*
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: Oh yes, I'm sure he is... ::glares at Emo-Coma!knee::
Booya Yeah Moony: ::emo coma::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Ow... ummmmm... you do not want to know....
luciailtanaka: Unless you were trying to kill her, I couldn't get upset at you. *pokes harder* Tell me.
summerquinnnemec: ::squeezes his hand:: He will be... I feel sick... gotta find the bathroom....
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::squeezes her hand:: alright..
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: We were having breakup sex... it was weird... she bit me.. ::shows bite mark on his shoulder::
summerquinnnemec: ::runs off to find the bathroom::
luciailtanaka: *blinks* She didn't try to murder you this time? *pulls the fabric of his shirt away from the bite* Kinky. Why aren't you more.... happy? *applies rubbing alcohol to the bite*
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;waits patiently::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::wonders why self isn't breaking things right about now::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Cause... seeing Jonas' brother bleeding in the street kinda makes things less sexy....
luciailtanaka: *hollow laugh* Really? I must watch too much CSI. *puts her things away* Done. How do you feel?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I know I say shitty things about him... but Jonas is a good guy, he doesn't deserve to lose his brother.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I'm fine...
summerquinnnemec: ::is violently ill in bathroom::
luciailtanaka: *brushes his hair with her fingers* If you don't mind my motorcycle, we could go see them, Which hospital are they at?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I don't mind... I'm sure they're at the one Jonas went to with the whole concussion thing...
summerquinnnemec: ::finally comes back, sits down, still sick::
luciailtanaka: *checks Rodney's eyes with her pen light* You seem okay, albeit I'll have to beat the hell out of everyone who hurt you. Let's go. *grabs her helmet off the wall and goes outside*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::goes with::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::looks at Sum:: You alright?
summerquinnnemec: ::shakes head:: I feel like hell.. if I'm not pregnant.. something's wrong...
luciailtanaka: *straddles the bike* pats the handlebars briefly* Ah, Harley. How I love thee. *checks bag* I hope I got my fake license....
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::gets on the bike..slowly and nervously::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;smiles a little:: I'm pretty sure it's the pregnant thing.
luciailtanaka: *smiles* What? Don't trust me? *cranks over the engine*
summerquinnnemec: Let's hope... ::nauseated again::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I trust you...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::squeezes her hand::
luciailtanaka: *surprised* Um... Thanks. *hands Rodney a helmet* *zips away* Hold on!
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::puts on helmet and holds on::
summerquinnnemec: I think since we're here, I'm gonna go see Dr. Eliott and find out for sure.. before I vomit again... you okay with that babe?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::blinks::... yeah. Yeah, that's fine.
luciailtanaka: *pulls up to the hospital a few minutes later* That was better than having Jonas drive, ne? *pulls her helmet off*
summerquinnnemec: Nurse: ::walks up:: Mr. Quinn?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Way better, he's scary
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::stands:: Yeah?
summerquinnnemec: ::blinks::
luciailtanaka: *helps Rodney out of his helmet* *smoothes down his hair* Let's go. *starts to walk* Oh, wait. *pulls gun out of her bag* *clips a holster to her belt* *holsters* *smiles at Rodney* I don't have permit to carry concealed.
summerquinnnemec: Nurse: Your brother is out of surgery, and he's stable, but it's still serious.. he can't have any visitors just yet. We need to monitor him for a while first...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::frowns::... oh...? ::blinks::
luciailtanaka: *beeps the GPS tracker on to keep her bike safe* Come on, Rodster. I'll protect ya. *twirls the gun and re-holsters it*
summerquinnnemec: ::grabs Jonas' hand:: See, he's gonna pull through..
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::follows Lucy::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::nods:: yeah...
luciailtanaka: *walks into waiting room* Yo, everyone. *finger wave* How's he doing?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;looks up at Lucy and Rodney; glares::
Booya Yeah Moony: ::emo coma in random chair::
summerquinnnemec: ::blinks:: Lucy.. Rodney... hi ::frown::
luciailtanaka: *blinks* Hostile, Jonas. What's up?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: Why is he here?
summerquinnnemec: ::holds Jonas:: Calm down babe..
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I just wanted to make sure your brother didn't die... cause of me...
luciailtanaka: *glares* Cause he wanted to check on Jarrod and you, Jonas.
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: He's not welcome here. ::looks at floor:;
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: We should go...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: yes, you should.
luciailtanaka: *sighs* I see. You've become bitter. Good luck in what happens.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I know it doesn't mean anything... I am sorry Jonas..
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::looks up and glares::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: Go.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: C'mon Lucy, let's leave ... I'm making it worse..
luciailtanaka: *eye twitch* Fine. *stalks out of the room* *growls involuntarily*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::looks at Knee before leaving::
Booya Yeah Moony: ::staring at floor in emo coma::
summerquinnnemec: Babe... you want to wait here, or come with me to see the doctor?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::sadly leaves::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;sighs:: I'll go with you.
luciailtanaka: *grabs his hand* *squeezes* I'm sorry. I shouldn't have suggested it.
summerquinnnemec: Alright, let's go...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;nods::
summerquinnnemec: ::walks into doctor lady's office::
luciailtanaka: *hops back on bike* Where do you want to go now? *looks sadly at Rodney*
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::follows close behind Sum::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::sad faced:: I dunno...
summerquinnnemec: ::talks to nice nurse lady::
luciailtanaka: *pulls him on the bike* I'll take you anywhere, okay? I don't want you to sit and go stir-crazy at my place.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::nods::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;grabs Summers hand::
summerquinnnemec: ::squeezes Jonas' hand::
summerquinnnemec: ::nurse hands Summer a cup for a sample::
summerquinnnemec: ::takes cup, frowns:: I'll be right back sweetie..
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::nod::
summerquinnnemec: ::goes to ladies room, does necessary things for testing::
summerquinnnemec: ::finishes, washes hands, comes out, hands to nurse::
summerquinnnemec: out, even
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::bouncing on heels::
summerquinnnemec: ::goes over to Jonas, wraps arms around him:: You doing alright sweetheart?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;deep breath and smiles a little:: as alright as I can be, I guess... you?
summerquinnnemec: nervous.. sick to my stomach... but I'm fine...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::cling::
summerquinnnemec: ::cling::
summerquinnnemec: *15 minutes pass*
summerquinnnemec: Nurse: The Doctor will see you now...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::looks at Sum and gives her a little smile::
luciailtanaka: *randomly rides around the town, enjoying the mindlessness of her 10-mph-over-the-speed-limit- cruising*
summerquinnnemec: ::smiles back:: shall we?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::clings for dear life::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;nods and ushers Sum in::
luciailtanaka: *smiles at him* Come on. I'm a good driver. *pats his hand*
summerquinnnemec: ::goes into doc's office, sits, nervous::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::follows::
summerquinnnemec: Doctor: ::looks at test results:: Well... looks like you two have been busy....
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::resists grinning::
summerquinnnemec: ::grabs Jonas' hand, smirks a bit::
summerquinnnemec: Doctor: The monitor was quite helpful I see...
summerquinnnemec: ::squeezes his hand more::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::can't feel hand::
summerquinnnemec: Doctor: Well.... all I can say is congratulations... you're gonna be parents...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::smiles and sighs::
summerquinnnemec: ::smiles, jumps on Jonas and kisses him::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::kissed; kisses back::
summerquinnnemec: ::hugs Jonas:: we should get back and check on Jarrod..
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::blinks::...uh, yeah...
luciailtanaka: *slows down on bike* Rodster, can't breathe....
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::frowns:: We should...
summerquinnnemec: ::nods, caresses his cheek:: alright..come on..
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::nods and goes back out to the waiting room::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::grip decreases::
summerquinnnemec: ::looks at Knee:: Nothing to say...still?
luciailtanaka: *can breathe* Danke shon. You still not know where to go?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: A bar?
luciailtanaka: *considers* Will you let me ration how much boozahol you drink?
Booya Yeah Moony: ::emo coma::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::sighs:: why the hell did you even bring her?
summerquinnnemec: I wanted her to suffer...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::looks at her::... looks like she must be...
summerquinnnemec: ::nods:: Yeah.. not as much as Jarrod is though...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;looks at floor:: yeah.
summerquinnnemec: Nurse: ::comes over:: Mr. Quinn... he's awake... he's asking for Courtney....
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::looks up and frowns and glances at Knee:: Alright... thanks.
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::looks at Sum and nods toward Knee::
summerquinnnemec: Courtknee... you need to go in there...
Booya Yeah Moony: ::no response::
summerquinnnemec: ::shakes her:: You need to go in there damnit!
Booya Yeah Moony: ::no response::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::sighs:: This is useless...
summerquinnnemec: ::slaps her hard:: Snap the fuck out of it!
Booya Yeah Moony: ::no response::
summerquinnnemec: Selfish bitch! ::sits down totally frustrated:: He loves you and you use him like he's nothing... who the hell are you anyway.. I don't know you anymore!
Booya Yeah Moony: ::emo coma laaaaaaand::
summerquinnnemec: Jonas.. you should go see him, he shouldn't be alone..
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::nods:: yeah... ::squeezes her hand and stands up::
summerquinnnemec: love you...
summerquinnnemec: ::glares at Knee::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::smiles:: I love you...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::shuffles off to Jarrod's room:
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::hooked up to monitors and junk, looks bad::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;walks in and frowns::
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::looks up, looks disappointed:: hey
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::smiles a little:: Hey...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::shuffles over to bedside:: ...how you feeling?
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::looks sad:: I'm alive...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::nods:: Which is good.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: If you say so...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::sighs and sits in that fun chair that's always next to hospital beds:: Look, about Knee...
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::closes eyes tight trying not to cry::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: She's out in the waiting room. She's... not really reacting to anything at all. She's just sitting there. Summer's trying to get her to come in...
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::frowns:: Is she okay?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: I have no idea. Don't worry about it. I don't think she's too worried about you... or if she is, she's not saying anything.
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: Summer dragged her here to begin with.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: oh... what's wrong with me?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ...you were hit by a car. ::blinks::
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod:.... why doesn't she love me?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::frowns:: ...because she's not smart.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::frowns::
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: I should have listened to you... I thought I knew her.. I'm an idiot.
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: No, she's the idiot. It's not your fault you fell for her, don't blame yourself for any of this.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::closes eyes:: It just hurts... I thought she was coming around... I thought for a moment that she was starting to feel the same...
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: And then she screws *him* again...
summerquinnnemec: ::glares at Knee::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::sighs:: I know. I'm sorry, I don't know what to tell you... I'll beat Rodney up, though, if you'd like?
Booya Yeah Moony: :;stare::
summerquinnnemec: ::stare:: would you have been happy if that car would have killed him?
Booya Yeah Moony: ::continues to stare::
luciailtanaka: *cruises to a stop at a good looking bar* No straight liquor, period. Only mixed drink, Rodney.
summerquinnnemec: then you wouldn't have to make any decisions at all... free from responsibility... too bad he decided to live, eh?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Mixed drinks..fine
Booya Yeah Moony: ::silent::
luciailtanaka: *strolls inside* *sits at bar* One Jimmy Buffet Special for me, please.
summerquinnnemec: but hey, why not just sit there playing the victim.. everyone loves a good victim... Jarrod sure fell for it...
Booya Yeah Moony: ::continues to just sit there::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I'll have a Black Russian
luciailtanaka: Bartender: *eyes the gun on Lucy's hip* *decides not to ask for her age* *gives them the drinks*
luciailtanaka: *sips her margarita*
luciailtanaka: Wanna talk about it?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::downs the Black Russian, taps the bar:: 'nuther one
luciailtanaka: *rolls eyes* You only get three of those if you drink them like this, Rodney McKay.
luciailtanaka: Bartender: *complies*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: What's to talk about.. everyone despises me... my actions resulted in Jarrod Quinn nearly getting killed... and Courtknee is insane... ::sips second drink::
luciailtanaka: To start off, it was Knee's actions that got him nearly killed, not you. She was the one who wanted to sleep with you.
summerquinnnemec: God, does nothing break through to that black lump you call a heart?
Booya Yeah Moony: ::silent::
summerquinnnemec: I never thought I'd say this.. I give up on you.
Booya Yeah Moony: ::remains unresponsive::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Well... I still feel guilty... Jonas and I came close to being friends.. brief as that was.. I don't have a lot of friends you know..
luciailtanaka: *twines her fingers in his* Well, not everyone is as able to understand you as I am. You've had a rough life and they don't see why you are who you are.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::squeezes her hand:: Thanks Luc... ::drinks::
luciailtanaka: Hey, what's am I for if not keeping you halfway sane. *finishes her margarita* *orders a virgin pina colada*
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: So... where's Sum?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas; Out in the waiting room with Knee... ::frowns::
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: I saw her monitor on the counter earlier... everything okay?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::nods:: Yeah. Everything’s fine.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: I like her.. she's nice... you're really lucky, you know that right?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::nods:: yeah... ::knows what he's getting at, doesn't want to make him feel worse::
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: You know... If anything ever happens to you... I'll totally look after her..
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::finishes second drink:: Make this one a White Russian..
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::sighs:: yeah, I know... ::smiles a little::
luciailtanaka: Rodney. I'm not gonna give you hangover meds tomorrow morning. Just warning you.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::smiles a little:: Does she sleep on the left or the right side of the bed? ::smirks::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::glares:: You know, if anything happened to me.... I would be forced to haunt you.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Understood ::drinks new drink::
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: I'm not gonna kill you.. just benefit from your untimely demise. ::grins::
luciailtanaka: *smiles* Nueva would like you, me thinks. *nibbles at the cherry in her colada*
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: And do scary evil things that ghosts do. Like... move teacups from one end of the table to another. ::smirk::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: The more you benefit, the more I do ghost things...
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::laughs:: I think I can deal...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: It'll drive you slowly very crazy...
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: Like you could handle haunting us and seeing me benefit with her. ::laughs::
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: I wouldn't allow you to.
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: I'd move all the teacups, that'll show you.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: I'm kidding... I somehow doubt she'd just forget you...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: Damn straight.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: I'd wait at least a year, and then have a priest bless the house and cleanse it from any ghosts still hanging around.
luciailtanaka: *leans forward over the counter* *grabs a container of cherries* *drop five into her pina colada* *eats some more*
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas:.... damn.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: ::laughs, and then grimaces:: ow
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: :;frowns:: sorry.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: It's okay.. I needed to laugh..
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::smiles a little:: Good.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::finishes the drink:: Whiskey sour bartender d00d...
luciailtanaka: Rodney....
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: I do find her loudness sexy though.... I've been corrupted..
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: What?
luciailtanaka: How high is your boozahol tolerance?
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: ::blinks:: ...can you not talk about how you find my wife sexy? It's frightening me. ::pats his arm::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I'm fine.. I can drink a sailor table the under...
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: Sorry.. I'll keep my secret lust to myself then...
Booya Yeah Moony: Jonas: You do that all you want.
luciailtanaka: If you're lying, I'll kill you. *snacks on more cherries*
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: Really? I can lust her.. you're so cool
luciailtanaka: Jonas: As long as you don't tell me about it, sure.
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: Okay.. I won't..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *smiles* Good. I'm gonna ask when you're getting discharged?
summerquinnnemec: Jarrod: Okay
luciailtanaka: *checks watch* You ready to go?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: No..drinking...
luciailtanaka: *pulls on sweater* That's you last drink, you got that?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::nods::...kay
luciailtanaka: *stands behind his chair, absently rubbing his shoulders*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *departs in search of a nurse*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::downs drink:: Okay.. let's go home!
luciailtanaka: *eyebrow raise* You're happy.
summerquinnnemec: ::sitting in waiting room...angry and bored::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *looks around* Where's Knee?
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I want to go home and be just with you
summerquinnnemec: I dunno... I don't care either.
summerquinnnemec: how's Jarrod?
luciailtanaka: ....Right. I'll make note that you're a lightweight when it comes to drinking. *drags him off the chair and tosses a twenty on the table*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Making cracks about taking care of you if something would happen to me. We had a long discussion concerning teacups.
summerquinnnemec: o..k ::blink::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *sits down* Don't ask. Long story. Have the nurses said anything about when he's getting discharged.
summerquinnnemec: A couple of days at least.. I'm starving..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Okay. Why don't you say hello to Jarrod and then we'll head home for the night?
summerquinnnemec: Okay..sounds good ::kisses his forehead::
summerquinnnemec: ::goes into Jarrod’s room:: hey you...
luciailtanaka: Jarrod: *opens eyes tiredly* *smiles* Hey.
summerquinnnemec: How are you doing? ::sits on edge of bed::
luciailtanaka: Jarrod: Good. They gave me more meds. I'm kinda mellow now. You?
summerquinnnemec: I'm good, relieved that you're gonna be okay.. you gave us quite a scare you know?
luciailtanaka: Jarrod: Yeah. I know. I'm sorry. *frown* Really.
summerquinnnemec: Everything is gonna will work itself out... you deserve better than what you're settling for... this isn't your fault.
luciailtanaka: Jarrod: *abruptly closes eyes* I'm tired. I'll see you guys later.
summerquinnnemec: ::frown:: okay.. ::kisses his cheek:: feel better. ::leaves room::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Hey, how'd it go?
summerquinnnemec: I think I said the wrong thing.. ::frown::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Oh... *frowns* Okay... Why?
luciailtanaka: *tugs Rodney's arm* Let's go, o' cheerfully drunk one.
summerquinnnemec: I told him he deserved better than what he's been setteling for... he got quiet and said he was tired, code for shut up and leave me alone I gather..
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Okie dokie Luuuuuuuuuciiiiia
luciailtanaka: Jonas: I'm sure he'll be better later... Let's go.
summerquinnnemec: kay...
summerquinnnemec: ::heads out to car::
luciailtanaka: *rolls eyes* *leads him out to the bike*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *grin* Can I drive?
summerquinnnemec: Promise we'll get home in one piece?
luciailtanaka: Jonas: I can't promise, but I'll give you good odds. *grin*
summerquinnnemec: ::tosses him the keys:: okay...just keep in mind you're driving three lives now.
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *drives, still erratically but toned down*
summerquinnnemec: ::feels nauseated::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *smiling, oblivious*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *jumps the curb and screeches to a stop outside the house*
summerquinnnemec: ::opens door and proceeds to vomit::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *dashes over to her* Summer! *wraps an arm around her waist and supports her*
summerquinnnemec: ::wrinkles up nose:: house..please..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *picks her up carefully and goes inside*
summerquinnnemec: ::holds on tight::
luciailtanaka: *puts on helmet and straddles bike* Rodney? On to the bike.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::hops on bike::
luciailtanaka: *rockets home*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *deposits her on the couch*
summerquinnnemec: honey... I'm now even more hungry
luciailtanaka: Jonas: What do you want?
summerquinnnemec: Well... seeing as you cannot cook... take out? Thai take out?
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *dials the nearest Thai restaurant*
luciailtanaka: *stops in front of her house*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::sings nearly yelling:: I tried so hard to feed her appitite, keep her coming every night, so hard to keep her satisfied....
luciailtanaka: *whacks him* Drunks can't sing. You're drunk. *drags him off the bike*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::is dragged::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::frown::
luciailtanaka: God, man. Stand up and go inside.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Come to bed with me!
luciailtanaka: Not until you're sober.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Fine.. you're no fun..I'magonnashower...
luciailtanaka: *pats him* *hands him hangover meds* Here. Just in case.
summerquinnnemec: ::goes and brushes teeth and rinses mouth::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Thanks honeybunny ::stumbles to the shower::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: I ordered the usual. It'll be here in ten minutes. *hugs her from behind* I'm sorry.
summerquinnnemec: It's okay sweetheart... you really need to take a driver's ed class though..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *pouts* Those take forever...
luciailtanaka: *blinks* "Honeybunny"? Bastard is not allowed to drink anything ever again...
summerquinnnemec: ::turns and faces him:: yes, but then you get your license, and get to drive without asking.... and you should do this before the baby is due..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *sighs* Okay, okay. I'll call up and set an appointment.
summerquinnnemec: ::kisses him:: Good... c'mon you love learning new things... it'll be fun, you'll see..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: I drive fine.... *goes to get food, hearing the doorbell*
summerquinnnemec: ::sighs, goes back to sit on the couch::
luciailtanaka: *sits in living room, rubbing eyes*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::in the shower, singing:: This love has taken it's hold on me, she said good-bye too mnay times befooooore, her heart is breaking in front of me, I have no choice, cause I don't say good-bye anymore..Ooh oooh oh..ooh ooh oh oh oh ohoh...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *fetches food* *sets out plates and such on the table with food*
summerquinnnemec: ::comes into kitchen, smelling the yummy food:: God I'm starving... you ordered double I hope...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: As always.
summerquinnnemec: You're the perfect man.. God I love you..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *kisses her lightly and hands her food*
summerquinnnemec: ::is kissed, takes food, eats::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::comes out of the shower towel around waist:: I am now sober and ready to make with the loving!
luciailtanaka: *pops in Pulp Fiction* Liar. You're still drunk. You're cheerful.
luciailtanaka: *mouths the words along with the movie as she watches*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::frown:: but I want sex... I'm all clean and ready. ::pout::
luciailtanaka: So you admit being drunk still? *leans back in chair, making no moves to comply*
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: yeah.. maybe a little...
luciailtanaka: Then sit down, watch the damn good movie, and sober up. *smirk* Unlike others, I don't jump into bed at the first suggestion.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::sits down, pouts::
luciailtanaka: *bangs head to "Mirselou"*
summerquinnnemec: ::eats like whoa alot::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *stare*
summerquinnnemec: ::blinks:: what?
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *focuses on food, fighting down a grin* Nothing.
summerquinnnemec: ::blinks, continues eating::
summerquinnnemec: ::finishes third plate of food:
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *tugs his plate closer to him possessively*
summerquinnnemec: I'm thirsty.. ::gets up and gets juice::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *eats quickly, in case Summah wants more food*
luciailtanaka: *stands up and stretches* Damn good movie. John Travolta is nice. Uma Thruman is hotter.
summerquinnnemec: ::finishes juice, opens freezer, grabs ice cream, gets a spoon, sits on the counter and eats ice cream from container::
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: John Revolta more like it...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *wanders into kitchen to cleans his plate* *stares*
luciailtanaka: You can't argue Uma though. Uma is teh s3x.
summerquinnnemec: ::stops:: what?
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Nothing at all.
summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Not my type... now Angelina Jolie.. grrarr
luciailtanaka: *rolls eyes* Angelina is sensual, not sexy. There is a difference.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: She's sexy to me..
luciailtanaka: You don't know the difference. *sighs* Personally, I like geek guys and women like Uma and Angelina.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Whatever floats your boat babe.
luciailtanaka: *smirks* Damn straight. You better remember who wears the pants in this relationship.
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *grbas a spoon* *eats some iced cream*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Yes ma'am! ::nods::
Summerquinnnemec: ::smiles at Jonas:: hmm... I feel better now..
luciailtanaka: *leer* Are you treating me nice for a certain reason, Rodster?
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I want something... and you know what that is...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Ditto. *eats some more* Ice cream is best right out of the container.
luciailtanaka: Are you sober? Nope. So nyah. *clicks off the movie and throws on some music*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::frown::
luciailtanaka: What are you frowning about now?
Summerquinnnemec: ::picks up monitor from counter and smiles:: I'm so gonna miss this thing..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: I'm pretty sure we'll do find without it. *smirk*
Summerquinnnemec: ::smirk:: Oh yeah? ::evil grin::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: But you must be exhausted. Terribly beat after such a long day. I'll stay up and clean and you can go upstairs and get some sleep. I'll sleep on the couch so not to wake you, cuase, ya know, I wouldn't want to tire you out any more.
Summerquinnnemec: ::blinks::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *playful grin*
Summerquinnnemec: You are an evil man when you want to be..
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Is that a compliment or insult?
Summerquinnnemec: Take it however you want to ::grin::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: A careful mix of the two?
Summerquinnnemec: perhaps.. depends...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *stars cleaning up*
Summerquinnnemec: ::pouts::
luciailtanaka: *makes coffee* *hands some to Rodney* *sits on couch* Hey, Queer Eye's on! *flips on TV*
Summerquinnnemec: ::sitting on counter, pouting, kicking legs::
luciailtanaka: Sober yet, mi amore?
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *whistles as he cleans the dishes*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: How sober do I need to be?
luciailtanaka: Very.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::frowns::
luciailtanaka: As in, completely.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I'm not getting any tonight...am I?
luciailtanaka: Not unless you get un-drunk very quickly.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: And how do you suggest I accomplish that one?
luciailtanaka: You're the genius. Figure it out. Am I to cater to every medical need you have?
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: You're just mean... bitch.
luciailtanaka: Remember that I'm the only one who doesn't have you on my blacklist.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::frowns at this::
Summerquinnnemec: ::fidgets, kicks legs so that they bang against the cupboards::
luciailtanaka: *smirks smugly* *grabs a book* *sits next to him and starts reading*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *whistles more, loving Summah's annoyance*
Summerquinnnemec: ::jumps down, throws away half full ice cream in a pisseh fit, throws spoon at the sink::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *pouts* I was just playing around....
luciailtanaka: *sings softly* Turning me on, turning me off. Making me feel like I want too much. Living with you's just puttin' me through it all the time.
Summerquinnnemec: ::slaps Jonas' ass, hard:: not funny Quinn!
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *sad* I'm sorry...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *pouts cutely*
Summerquinnnemec: ::tries to stay mad, can't:: You know, using the pout is not at all fair...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: I know.
Summerquinnnemec: Do it again and I'll have to bite that bottom lip...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Sounds good to me. I'll keep that in mind.
Summerquinnnemec: ::stare::
luciailtanaka: *turns page in book, leaning on Rodney casually*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *starts a staring contest*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::pouts:: I'm sober enough....
Summerquinnnemec: ::stares back::
luciailtanaka: You're desperate. *continues reading calmly* And I don't sleep with drunks. Period.
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *eyes water* Must... not.... blink.....
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: You couldn't tell me this before I drank?
Summerquinnnemec: ::stares, unwavering::
luciailtanaka: Yeah, you wanted me to tap you on the shoulder. "Rodney, just to warn you, you better not drink anything despite your manic depression. Oh, cause I don't sleep with anyone drunk as a moral issue." Like that? *rolls eyes*
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *eyes twitch* It burns.....
Summerquinnnemec: ::continues to stare:: so then...blink...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Never! *twitchtwitch....twitch*
Summerquinnnemec: ::stares:: suit yourself....
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *whimpers*
luciailtanaka: *hums quietly*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: ::frowns:: fine
luciailtanaka: *smiles at him* I'm crushed. You're making me think you only want me for s3x.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Oh yes, cause I'm nothing but a whore...
luciailtanaka: *hugs his arm, keeps reading* But you're nice to me.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: That'd be cause I love and adore you... even if you reject my drunken sexual advances...
luciailtanaka: *blush and smile* Good. The feeling's mutual. Sans the drunken-ness. I'm Italian and can hold my boozahol.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Show off.. ::kisses your forehead::
luciailtanaka: Aw, you're being all sweet to me. How unusual. *kisses him lightly*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I'm sure the moment will quickly pass, then I'll be an ass again..
Summerquinnnemec: ::continues to stare unphased::
luciailtanaka: Then we'll banter and bitch at each other as usual and sleep together and be nice again for a while.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: That's a plan...
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *squinting* Not cool..... *right eyes twitches, close to closing*
Summerquinnnemec: ::stare:: so....
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Hush, I'm trying to- *blinks* NOOOOOOOO!
luciailtanaka: You just want s3x.
Summerquinnnemec: ::smiles smugly::
luciailtanaka: Jonas: I've lost all respect in myself.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I'd be lying if I said that was not something I want...
Summerquinnnemec: Aww.. poor baby...
luciailtanaka: You suck at lying, hun.
luciailtanaka: Jonas: *somuchangst over his lost masculinity*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Yeah, so I've noticed..
Summerquinnnemec: aww Jonas, wanna try again?
luciailtanaka: But it's all good since your cute when flustered.
luciailtanaka: Jonas: Eyes on fire.... must never do that again.... *blinking furiously* Ow.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I am not cute, puppies are cute, babies are cute...
luciailtanaka: And you are....?
luciailtanaka: Babies aren't cute. They're fuckin' loud.
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: I'm me.. that's it... and babies are cute...
luciailtanaka: They aren't. But then again, I have deep-seated hatred of kids. *growls*
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Guess we won't be adding to the human population then?
luciailtanaka: Hell no. *crosses arms* That a problem?
Summerquinnnemec: Rodney: Not for me... but what about the kid I have on the way?
luciailtanaka: She's aborting, I believe.