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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Sept 30, 2003 21:17:09 GMT -5
:Rick shook his head:I'd love te 'ave a drink an' all,but I think by the time Emma's done,she'll be needin' someone sober te carry 'er back te the ship...
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Sept 30, 2003 21:21:09 GMT -5
Yes just don' let 'er pass out
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Sept 30, 2003 21:24:23 GMT -5
Ye think there's anythin' I c'n do about it?Not when she's like this,mate...
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Sept 30, 2003 21:26:37 GMT -5
Uhh yer right. Better stay by 'er side just in case* She pulled up a chair next to Emma and lay her head on the table cradled by her arms and watched Emma drink.*
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Sept 30, 2003 21:33:48 GMT -5
:Emma downed another drink,still glaring at Maria.She was swaying slightly now,as she slammed her mug down on the table.She started to say something,but failed utterly.She was losing her coherency,yet there was still the small-yet-vital part of her mind thinking I'd be a perfect target for enemies right now...She looked around quickly,then refilled her mug and took another drink,ignoring Rick's sigh of exasparation:
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 1, 2003 18:47:37 GMT -5
Evelyn looked at Emma and sighed. Well when she can' help herself, than no one else can try and change her, she thought. But then again it wasn't like Evelyn herself was immune to the power of Rum. "Well then...I'll be leavin' ye." She smiled at Rick, Emma, and Maria. "Take care of 'er you two." She waved, fetched her coat, and left.
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Oct 1, 2003 19:03:38 GMT -5
" Well alrigh' Evy.See you soon." * As seeing that Emma was becoming a bit woozy she lifted the rum fronm Emmas hand and set it on the table*
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 1, 2003 20:53:17 GMT -5
:Emma snarled at Maria like some sort of feral animalShe tried to say,"What do you think you're doing,"but not all of the words came out entirely right....:
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Oct 1, 2003 21:56:17 GMT -5
" Emma!" * She shook her but it seemed she was already too drunk* " Rick help me! Get me a glass of water."
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 1, 2003 22:04:53 GMT -5
Can't see what good it'll do...:He got up and fetched a glass of water:I've actually never seen 'er this drunk before.I want to test something...:He drew a picture of a man and posted it on the wall across the room from where Emma sat.Then he spoke to her:Emma,that man over there says women are weak an' should serve men.
:Immediately,Emma drew her gun and shot the picture,putting a hold an inch and a half from the center of the forehead:
Rick stared."Wow...she really is bad off..."
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Oct 1, 2003 22:27:54 GMT -5
" Rick shes drunk soo badly. She won't be sober till mornin'"
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 1, 2003 22:32:31 GMT -5
Aye,if she wakes up by then.When Emma's drunk,she can sleep.Really sleep.As in,fer more'n a day,once.
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Post by Isabella Alejandro on Oct 3, 2003 7:57:19 GMT -5
"Are ye sure she'll be fine mate?" *frowns worriedly* "Just the last time I saw someone get that drunk, he blew two of me men to pieces before hauling himself over to the sharks, alive. I may 'ave a strong stomach but that nearly made me retch. Perhaps ye best put her to bed, so that she may sleep it off?"
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Oct 3, 2003 11:14:10 GMT -5
Rick frowned."I'm qui'e certain tha' she'll be all righ' either way,but,p'raps it'd be better teh get her to sleep it off,anyway...
:As if prompted by Rick's words,Emma leans on him and begins breathing shallowly,her eyes closed in sleep:
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on Oct 3, 2003 22:42:18 GMT -5
There she goes
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