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Raziel props Ryan up the best he can.
"Easy on the stuff buddy." He said.
Raziel props Ryan up the best he can.
"Easy on the stuff buddy." He said.
Ryan giggles, "But why?" He chuckles, before grabbing Raziels arm. "Show me around yeah?" he says excitedly.
(When he get's drunk he's basically a huge goofball and kind of an idiot)
Cressida continued to stand in the corner, unsure what to do.
"Oi, jeez." Raziel says, before shifting his arm into it's bestial form, and using the length of it, to reach the German chocolate cake. He chugged part of it, attempting to get a buzz.
"Jesus, an I still not there yet?" He said. "The only things that can handle this much of this vodka are golems, undead, and Billie See Williams." He put it back, deshifting his arm, and practically carrying Ryan on his back to the next room to show him around.
Ryan giggles, burying his head in Raziels shoulder. "You smell good." He coos, giggling.
Cicada opened her own flask of alcohol. It was the strongest thing she had available. She chugged the whole thing. She felt a slight buzz, "Finally."
Benji knew this wasn't a safe place. Drunk people, laughing, getting even more drunk. It was like the streets, except worse. They're highschoolers? They're not allowed to drink.
"Thanks, usually we smell good, is fallen angels-"
His feet slipped on the sudden change of flooring, which his boots weren't adept at dealing with. He took Ryan in his hsnds, twisting around so that Ryan fell in him instead of the floor. If Ryan was this drunk, he'd probably be knocked out.He
He hit the floor.
Ryan cries out, falling, barely catching himself in his drunken state. He stares down at Raziel for a moment, even in his drunken mind this was a little awkward, but he leans down so their noses are touching.
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Cicada chanted in her mind.
Cressida was having similar thoughts to Benji.
"I hate this damn flooring." Raziel said, leaning upwards to discover Ryan's face.
His violet eyes lock onto the magician's.
I'm leaving now. Benji waltzed out of the room, jostling people in his path and accidentally hitting a few with his baseball bat. First highschool party and it ends up being a drunkfest.
Ryan giggles softly, "Pretty eyes…" he purrs, his bright blue ones flashing. His lips were a mere inch from the others.
(I like how Cressida and Benji are horrified, and Cicada's enjoying it like it's TV.)
(Compared to the old parties she went to. This is really fricking tame. She's actually enjoying herself.)
(And Ryan is just drunk off his ass)
(Raziel is saving one of the four special bottles in his cellar for tonight.)
(Benji is extremely uncomfortable and has only interacted with another person once)
(What are the bottles, hmmm? winks)
The angel stops looking at Ryan, and turns his gaze towards Cicada, a wicked, humored expression on his face.
"Is that how you really feel, Cicada!" He said, having mistakenly read her mind. "I'm surprised at you!" He said, with mock shock.
He turned towards Ryan, who didn't actually look all that drunk.
"Should we give her what she wants?" He asked .
(They're aged alcohol, that he's been saving since he first fell back in 1779, so, they're old, and strong.)
Ryan tilts his head cutely, "Only if you want to~" he giggles.
Cicada smirked, "It's not like I'm wrong.~"
Man she wished she had someone like that.
Raziel kissed him hard, flipping them over, so that he is on top of the buzzed magician. He squeezed Ryan's shoulder, and parted from him.
He waited.
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