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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 2:06:38 GMT -5
*Nadir sat wangstily on the roof, alone, his back pressed to the base of one of the statues. He poured whiskey into the tumbler he'd brought with him and drank it in one toss. After a moment he threw the glass off the roof and began chugging straight from the bottle, choking on the fire of the spirits and his tears as one.* Women...
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Post by Darren on Sept 21, 2006 2:08:50 GMT -5
"You know, you really shouldn't drink alone," came a friendly voice from behind him.
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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 2:11:31 GMT -5
"I've only got the one bottle and I'm not sharing," *muttered Nadir, staring dully in front of him.* "I've been a selfish being all my life, I don't plan to change now."
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Post by Darren on Sept 21, 2006 2:14:08 GMT -5
Darren sighed. "Oh please, don't be so dramatic." He stood in front of him with his arms crossed and a quizzical expression on his face.
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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 2:20:49 GMT -5
"I'm entitled to be however I please," *spat Nadir, a trifle imperiously.* "I am the son of Genghis Khan." *He paused, lost in thought.* "My father could be a cruel man--he once said that 'the greatest pleasure of a man is to vanquish your enemies and chase them before you, to rob them of their wealth and see those dear to them bathed in tears, to ride their horses and clasp to your bosom their wives and daughters.' Such a daughter was my mother, and such a man is my father." *Nadir jumped to his feet, gaining a good few inches above the other man.* "I shall be how I please," *he hissed, only his red eyes and reeking breath betraying his inebriation, for he stood solidly, without a tremor in his strength.*
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Post by Darren on Sept 21, 2006 2:24:45 GMT -5
Darren put his hands on his hips, nonplussed. "Fine, be how you please," he retorted with a trace of a smile. "But if you're really such an important man, do you really want people laughing when they see you staggering around with bloodshot eyes and liquor breath?"
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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 2:25:56 GMT -5
"I am NOT staggering, and you see now why I drink alone!" *Nadir groaned.* "You're almost as bad as those damnable women!"
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Post by Darren on Sept 21, 2006 2:29:19 GMT -5
Darren paused, and whipped out a pocket mirror. "You really think so?" he asked, examining his visage.
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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 2:32:04 GMT -5
*Nadir cocked an eyebrow at Darren.* "You are a strange fellow..." And I don't think it's the booze that's throwing me off...
((Why aren't you hitting on me? Is Nadir not hot enough? WHAT AM I DOING WRONG? I wanna go to bed soon, but I want Tom Hollander, too...
COMPROMISE: Tom Hollander in my bed plzkthx.))
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Post by Darren on Sept 21, 2006 2:36:34 GMT -5
Darren laughed cheekily. "I am that," he replied. He eyed Nadir up and down appraisingly, and not in the slightest bit discreetly.
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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 2:37:41 GMT -5
*Squints, then takes a long swig from his bottle, trying to clear his throat.* "Do you find it warm out here? It's funny because I came up here for air, and now it's rather--erm. Hem. Perhaps I should be getting back inside."
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Post by Darren on Sept 21, 2006 2:41:18 GMT -5
"No, its perfectly nice out." Darren waved his hand. "Don't go anywhere." His gaze lingered on the man. "What's your name, anyway?"
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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 2:47:19 GMT -5
"Nadir Khan, at your service," *gasped Nadir, bowing shortly.* This is all so strange...how is one to respond to this?
((I have to go to bed, I'm gonna fall over. 'Night.))
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Post by Darren on Sept 21, 2006 2:49:18 GMT -5
((I've got to head out to class, too. It's day here!))
"I'm Darren." He beamed at Nadir. "So you're from the middle-east or something? That's hot."
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Post by Nadir on Sept 21, 2006 12:10:34 GMT -5
"Persia," *said Nadir, uncertain of what this man was after with his chit-chat.*
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