29 CHimera Court, Sunday Morning

[mouthy_merc]

Well...

He wasn't in a hotel room. This was good.

And there was still a husband. And a hungover minion downstairs.

Interesting.

He wanted waffles now. So, he was in the kitchen. Making waffles.

"Mmm, waffly goodness."


[[OOC: Open for folks who might be in the house or stopping by]]

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[the_merriest]

It was ... morning. Okay. Yeah. Everything was a little spinny and ... she was not going to throw up.

... she was going to throw up quietly, in that very handy bucket.

Convenient. Nice bucket.

Where was she, anyway?

Rikku sat up very, very carefully and looked around. Nope. No idea.

Okay. She was going to very quietly get up and get out of here.

... in a minute. When sitting up was less ... spinny.

Never. Drinking. Again.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

There was a glass of water being pushed at her as soon as she sat down. "Drink before you pass out again."

Oh, and a pissy mentor.

[the_merriest]

"'Kay." Rikku took the glass and tried to handle one idea at a time. Drink. Yes. She took a sip from it, shaking a little.

Pass out again? Huh. Weird. Didn't remember that.

Hey, Deadpool!

"This your house?" she asked, very intelligently. Because she thought she remembered Deadpool's house not looking like this. Probably meant she needed another sip. Slowly.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Eying the bucket, Deadpool nooded slowly. (Ew.)

"Yup! You, little lady, passed out at Caritas."

[the_merriest]

Hey, that she remembered! Caritas. Not passing out.

"Got drunk," she said conversationally, because she was hung over and thus dumber than usual and possibly, he didn't know that. "Figured I'd drink till I fell over 'n go sleep in the lounge. Guess I messed that bit up."

Another sip. Good.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Lovely plan, lil' minion, but flawed on the fact that you," He said pointing at her. "Are wee and susceptible to alcohol poisoning."

[the_merriest]

"Oh." She blinked a few times. "I hadn't thought of that. Figured I'd just ... y'know. Sleep it off or whatever. Feel like crap and puke a lot."

She eyed the bucket. "Uh. Sorry."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Deadpool patted her on the shoulder, still a safe distance from potential vomiting. "Yes, well these things you learn usually after going to a hospital."

[the_merriest]

"That like the clinic?" she asked, making a face. "We don't have 'em, where I'm from. You either get a healer in time or you ... don't. I should be all 'yay clinic' but wow, do I hate being there. Waking up all 'hi, sorry, I messed up, can't really fight. Thanks.'"

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

Arashi stood behind Wade, with a damp cloth for the young girl and a glass of something that looked... weird. With red tapioca balls floating in it.

"This will help with the hang over," he smiled and put it down on the table for her.

[the_merriest]

"Thanks," she said, nodding slightly. She blinked and looked up at him again, squinting. "Uh. Do I know you?"

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

"I'm Proffesor Yondaime, Deadpool's husband," he nodded. "You're.... his minion Rikku?" He was just guessing, since he was pretty sure he remembered what Turtle looked like and the other other girl minion was Rikku.

He thought.

[the_merriest]

"Oh, right," she nodded. Slowly. "I went to your ... uh. Wedding-thing? At Caritas. Not wedding. Some kinda party. Yeah, 'm Rikku."

She took a hesitant sip from the glass with the floaty balls in it. "Sorry for, uh." She gestured vaguely in a way that hopefully encompassed 'passing out in your home and puking in the very convenient bucket.'

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

The stuff in the glass, was very thick, spicy and salty. Not really in the good way either.

"It's okay, everyone has to learn sometime," he chuckled. "I know that stuff doens't taste very good, but does really help."

[the_merriest]

She gasped, choking a little on the concoction, but kept it down. "Stuff that helps usually doesn't," she said, shaking her head. "X-Potions taste like something died. Maybe making them taste good would make 'em weaker."

[konoha-flash.livejournal.com]

Arashi lauched. "Yeah, probably and there's always the bucket there if you need to get sick again," he pointed out and sat down ont he coffee table. "Was there any particular reason you had to drink so much?"

[the_merriest]

"Everything kinda ... all piled up," she said softly. "It, uh. This friend of mine died, and now he's an Unsent and I don't know how to help him. Then my boyfriend skipped town. And I got my skull cracked open by a vampire, and then yesterday some crazy lady pulled a gun on me. It just goes on and on and I just kinda wanted it to stop for a minute so I could ... breathe."

Rikku shook her head, not sure why she'd said all of that. "Sorry. Long month. Something just snapped, I guess."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly let the wonder twins provide the initial support to Rikku. She just stayed back until Rikku looked like she wasn't going to vomit anymore.

[the_merriest]

Rikku smiled faintly at Aly, looking sheepish. "Hi. Uh. D'you live here, too?" She fidgeted. Very carefully. "Sorry."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I don't," she said with a smile. "Just visiting to keep them in line. Need more water?"

[the_merriest]

"Maybe? Uh. If you don't mind. I'd ... get it myself but ..." Standing up had so far been a colossal failure, basically. "I, uh, didn't say thank you. Yesterday." No, wait. "Day before, now."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly took the glass and refilled it before answering Rikku. "You're welcome, but there's no need to thank me. Regardless, I should be thanking you for jumping in with that crazy weapon of yours. Couldn't have kept her busy without you."

[the_merriest]

"My Godhand?" she said with a faint smile. "It's awesome. It's ancient and neat and all spiky and I ... kinda didn't do much. Turtle shot her and whoa, you were awesome, I just kinda ... tried to slash at her, when I could."

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"You knocked her off me more than once," Aly said. "Trust me, it was appreciated."

[the_merriest]

She shrugged. "I tried. I was kinda worried 'cause Deadpool said Turtle's non-fighty and all. But that shin-kick was awesome." She looked up with concern. "Are you okay? And did you guys ... find her and all of that?"