17 - video and spam for the gym; when it all comes crashing down.

[hungryanhorny]

[Video]

[There's only one pewter mug atop the counter besides Faith; but viewers shouldn't let that fool them. She's already on her third Pan Galact Gargle Blaster - fully drunk and looking to get drunker as she pulls a final sip of the heady stuff up to her lips for another drought. One last burst of forced apathy, before she puts the glass down.]

Barbara's gone.

[The feed clicks off.]



[Spam]


[Drunk - this much drunk - is very much different than buzzed; it's different from her normal drunk too. It isn't relaxed, or teasing; it isn't even apathetic anymore; it's angry; it's enraged - at herself, at the Admiral, at whatever the hell gets in her way.

Drunk; angry; and capable of punching through most walls - it's probably a good thing she's found her way into the gym. Not that the punching bag can take much more of her. Not when each punch pushes it to the end of its chain.]


ooc: Here for a few hours, and then gone until Weds. :( Putting this up to let everyone react, and because Faith can honestly use the support.

Faith locked her pup in the room if anyone's wondering - she doesn't want Ruby seeing her like this. >,>

Comments

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[ichoosefight]

Kara, don't. This is really not the time or place.

private;

[knowsaboutanger]

Why are you protecting her?

private;

[ichoosefight]

Because she's my friend, and she's obviously hurting and she's not here to be your punching bag. If you want to talk, talk to me.

private;

[knowsaboutanger]

She's not my punching bag, she's just- it's her-

...Can we? Talk, I mean.

private;

[ichoosefight]

You're kicking her when she's down. Come on, I've still got plenty of ice cream.

[ooc | To be continued here. ]