Drink 'till You Drop

[Lucas Blacke]

Well that was one response he wasn't expecting to get. Did he look like a guy with morals? Or.. someone who.. broke.. promises..? Those last few words hadn't fully kicked in yet and he just kept on smiling as she asked if she made him break anything. She didn't, she should know she didn't, but she had no real idea what she had said and why it stung so much. ''Ya..'' He sighed. ''Ya didn't make me break anythin'..'' He finally added as, instead of looking at Live he was looking at the ground now, his gaze avoiding her completely. Drunk or not, that was not a fun thing to say, but how could she know? How could she know he had broken the biggest promise he had ever made and had never stopped beating himself up over it?

Almost as if his body were moving on its own he found the beer bottle in his hand and moving towards his mouth. Was this what alcohol did to him? He could still move and stuff, be himself, but it still moved on its own? Like with caffeine but based on what Lucas wanted at the exact moment and still asking for permission to move? It seemed like he had found an alternative for caffeine then. Fitting for Lucas to be a drunk, anyway. He wouldn't show it no matter what happened due to his ability. As long as his mind kept working, anyway.

He put the bottle to his lips and chugged back a single sip, but his body seemed to take over a bit, as if it wanted to soothe the pain or something and gently forced him to down the entire thing in one go, no matter how gnarly it tasted. Sure, he could stop his body in this state, but if he did what would the people around him think? '' 'S a long story, beautiful.'' He said as he put the empty bottle of beer on the table and grabbed another one, seemed it was not as scary anymore now that he knew his body became.. helpful, almost.

He nodded when she talked about weed and how she wasn't a fan of it, which meant she had tried it, but wasn't using anymore. Atleast he hoped. For reasons. He had already conquered alcohol and was not about to add weed to that list. ''I kinda prefer this too.'' He replied as he put the rim of his empty beer bottle against the cap of the unopened one.

''Check this out.'' He said in quite the proud manner as he popped open his beer with a small tap on the empty beer bottle. Yeah, some beer was spilled, but who cared?

''I'd like ta try ta be th' first, if that's okay with ya.'' He said as he put the bottle to his mouth and took a single sip.

''Darlin'.''

[Lilly Love]

Live noticed his gaze stray away from hers and lock on the ground. "Touch subject... She noted to herself. Though she was curious to his sudden change in behavior, she was too drunk to stay curious for long and not the kind of person who liked to pry in other peoples business anyways. Well, that wasn't completely true. There had been a couple people in life she had gotten real nosy with but they had all been pretty strong enemies.

She watched as he brought the bottle back to his lips and chugged the whole thing. She was honestly kind of impressed, especially if this really was his first time drinking. The taste was probably the hardest part to get past. The beer Live had was good beer, not some crappy shit, but any alcohol was an acquired taste. The only reason she enjoyed it so much now was because she had been drinking like an alcoholic for almost three years now. A therapist would probably send her to an AA program but Live still believed she was just a big drinker. Maybe it was true and she was just young and dumb and would grow out of it. Sometimes she worried she was becoming like her mother, but she always chased away those thoughts with a couple shots. She was nothing like that woman. She was smart, hard working, and actually took care of herself. There was no way she was an alcoholic.

Part of her was curious as to what exactly this long story was, but she wasn't to terribly interested in hearing some sob story. She had plenty of her own. And drunk Live, while much friendlier than her sober self, still did not really find interest in other peoples lives. She had her own to deal with.

Live chugged the last of her beer and grabbed out the last one after Luke took out another one. "Now if you throw up..or somethin' don't go blamin' me." Live said as she popped off the top of her bottle and took a sip. She watched his little trick of opening the new bottle with the new one, "Noow... if yah don't drink, how'dyah know how to do thaat?" She asked, honest curiosity in her voice.

Live gave a small huff of a chuckle and took another drink from her beer. "I'm not someone you want to get to know." The gloom in Live's voice was quite strong and any smile she had was gone. She looked right at the boy, "I'm nothing more than a black hole."

[Lucas Blacke]

As the drink went down he felt the effects for real, not just what it did to his body which actually made it work in reverse for him, where alcohol made people disoriented and unable to speak properly, it would only improve those things for Luke, seeing as after one beer he was prety okay, and he half figured that being someone who had never drunk anything he would be at least tipsy after one beer. But his body was actually taking his thoughts and translating them into sober movement, so no one, aside from the one watching him drink, wouldn't know he had been drinking unless they smelled his breath.

Throw up... Lucas chuckled lightly as another beer went down his throat in one quick motion, him actually feeling his body counteract the reaction he would have had from the taste. If anything, he realized, this would all give him more control over his own body. ''Aaand another!'' He thought as he grabbed another beer bottle and this time opened it with a random spoon lying about. ''Throwin' up ain't my style, hun.'' He'd only hurled once before, and that was with Marnie. Reason enough for that to never happen again. ''But as a rule I don't blame sexy women.. so yer fine ass is safe, aye?'' He said as he put the bottle against his lips and chugged as his free hand was pointing at the girl in front of him.

Pausing to take a little breath, the bottle already halfway empty, he smiled at her with a sly wink. ''That's fer me ta know, an' fer yer fine self ta find out..'' He laughed as he pressed the bottle to his lips again and finished it, slamming it down on the table, feeling the need to take a break. Not because he was feeling sick or anything, but because from no beers ever to three in about ten minutes was a bit much.

His smile then dropped and his face went serious just like hers did. ''A black hole, huh?'' He repeated. ''I could be my usual self an' say I wanna be th' one ta fill that hole, but I'm sensing a bit of seriousness 'ere.'' He joked.

''At least you exist, aye?'' He said with a weird, sad and sick kind of smile.

[Lilly Love]

Damn, for someone who never drank before in his life, the kid was putting away beers like there was no tomorrow. Live rolled her eyes at the boy. She was a big drinker but she was more the slow and steady kind. She didn't really like to just chug everything in sight, unless she was in a really terrible mood. She preferred to take it slow so that she could keep drinking all night. Sometimes that literally turned out to be all night. It was kind of miracle the girl hadn't died from alcohol poisoning yet. But then again, it was amazing half the kids here hadn't died from alcohol poisoning. She wondered if maybe it had something to do with being meta-human. Maybe she was specially immune to it. Probably not, but she could dream right?

"Well you've never drank before. Though I'm sure your a big tough boy and won't get sick at all." Live mocked him a bit, the dryness in her voice a bit stronger now. She had spent many nights praying to the porcelain thrown so she knew just how quickly it could all get to you. She didn't plan on throwing up tonight though either.

As the two had been talking, more and more people had showed up. What had been maybe forty people had now double. It had gotten louder and everyone, everyone, was drunker, especially Live. She did her best to simply ignore them but it was starting to get to much for the highly antisocial girl. She looked out at the crowd, everyone spinning more than they really were in her vision. She looked back at Luke, "Existing is a curse. Oblivion would be a blessing."

Live wanted another beer, but Luke had finished the last one so she pulled out her last bottle of Captain Morgan. "Only half..." She told herself, though she somehow doubted drunk her would actually end up listening. "I'm goin'to the kitchen. Need sum Coke.." She said the gloominess quickly returning to her dull gray eyes. She had honestly (but very drunkly) enjoyed talking to Luke so far, but the longer she was drunk, the less able to enjoy things she got. It was like for a while she could enjoy the drunk, the escape from sober. But eventually, even drunk became too sober. She tried to stand up, planning to quickly leave and ignore the boy from there, but that didn't quite happen.

Live stood, tried to reach down to grab her bag, and fell. She had no idea how it happened but she was on her butt, starring right at Luke's crotch. "I don't understand myself.." She said, sounding drunker than a pirate and more pissed than a five year old who didn't get the toy they wanted.

[Lucas Blacke]

He could see himself becoming addicted to alcohol if he didn't take it slow. Luckily his impulse control was (sometimes) the best and he could deny his body anything it wanted, and his body could deny his mind anything it wanted. Quite often they worked in sync though, his body doing what his mind wanted and getting some awesome results out of it. ''Honey, ya 'ave no idea..'' He was a big tough boy, but that was beside the point. Maybe he would get sick, but that was a risk he would gladly take for a night of fun.

''I bet, if I wanted I could out-drink ya easily.'' Or anyone else that was there at the moment, really. He slightly wondered if there was a telepath on board so they could revel in his thoughts or something, all they would really hear was 'sexsexsexsex' in all honesty. Luke had grown a bit of a one track mind as of late, and wasn't really afraid to tell people. But the talk with Live, fun as it were, soon took a turn into dark street, something Lucas could find himself in very well. In fact, he lived there.

The people seemed to fly in and the noise was beginning to get a bit unbearable, something unthinkable for someone who listened to metal. Even the music was slowly being drowned out, not that he cared because it was awful. ''Ye'd think so,'' He replied. ''but existin' 's pretty fun, I think. People just need ta know when ta leave ya th' fuck alone.'' Now, he wasn't just saying what he thought she wanted to hear, but also his actual feelings on the matter. ''As fun as oblivion is, it gets borin' after a while, take it from me. An' boredom leads ta some fucked up shit, lemme tell ya.''

When she suddenly stood up though, the drunken part being apparent in the way she moved, Luke felt his eyes getting a bit of a nicer view, even as she turned around and bent over to assumedly grab her bag. Wait, she had coke with her? Oh wait, she said kitchen. ''No need ta go to th' kitchen, babe, ya got some nice buns already.'' And he was back making jokes, finding himself quite done with the gloomy talk if she didn't continue it. Tonight was about having fun, not wallow in self pity.

''Say, Live.'' He started as she fell to the ground and her eyes were looking at his more.. private things. ''I think there's a bit too much people in here fer that.'' He looked to his side and the people crowding up the place. ''Bit too much people in her fer anything, let alone a nice talk an' stuff.'' As he said it he found himself more interested with the stuff than the talk.

''I don't understand ya either.'' Luke said as he got up and stuck out his hand to help her up. ''But, as said, I'd like ta try ta get ta know ya.''

[Lilly Love]

At this point in the night Live was definitely sloppy drunk. She was over 20 shots deep and three beers. It wasn't her drunkest though. Oh she could be so much more drunk. And she honestly planned on getting there. There was still a bottle of rum left and rum was fun. Oh rum was very fun.

Live couldn't help but scoff at his comment about out drinking her, "I've been getting drunker than a pirate for almost three years now. I have the tolerance of an entire football team." Okay, maybe she was over exaggerating, but hey the girl was drunk and thats what drunk people did: say a lot of things they wouldn't say sober, and probably shouldn't say at all. Though Live had a few comments for Luke's thoughts on oblivion, her mind was too drunk to continue that line of thought. And it was probably best that it stopped because that could get very dark very quickly. And for someone who was basically the queen of darkness that probably wasn't the best thing.

Live looked up at Luke and narrowed her eyes, "Do you think about anything but sex?" She said as she tried to stand up by herself, but it didn't work. She let out a heavy sigh and then grabbed the boys hand and pulled herself up. She stumbled a bit and fell forwards towards Luke. She did manage to catch herself on the table though before she fell fully onto the boy. She quickly straightened herself. "There's not much to know. Let's just get drunk." Live said pulling away from the boy, her eyes locked on him still.

Live saw the red cup on the table, the one with vodka, and grabbed it, taking a quick drink. "Ugh, that stuff is awful. COKE!" Live quickly exclaimed as if she suddenly remembered. She grabbed her bag, Luke's hand and did her best in her drunk self to drag him with her to the kitchen.

[Lucas Blacke]

Well, better to have the tolerance of a football team at her age than having done the entire football team. And with the way she responded to his little hints at the s-word he had begun to assume she wasn't promiscuous at all. It was kind of funny in a way, she was avoiding his words, some of them at least and avoiding certain replies, and she had already said she was pretty negative with the oblivion thing and all.. with all that she still seemed to be living in the now and doing so less negatively than she said. And unless she had the same power as him, which he knew she didn't due to her drunken movements, she couldn't really hide anything from him. Maybe on a small scale, but he would notice even a sigh and what it meant (as long as he sighed in the same manner himself).

''Said th' drunken girl, droppin' ta th' floor.'' He jokingly replied as she asked if he thought about anything other than sex. He did. Lots of other things. Like dinner. Music, fitness. Those kind of things. ''But okay,'' He began as she took his hand and got up. ''lets say I believe ya. Who's ta say I don't 'ave th' same? Fer all ye know I 'ave a power that lets me do stuff like that without keeling over.'' He hadn't really expected to drop the Hammel bomb just yet, but there it was. Better sooner than later, right?

As she very nearly toppled into him he smiled, ready to stop her from falling when she did so herself. ''I do think 'bout other stuff, but cute girls literally falling fer me make it quite hard not ta.'' He laughed a bit at his own joke and watched his hand be grabbed right after she took a sip of the vodka and exclaimed it was bad, needing a coke.

Luke was curious and took a sip of it, just to know what it tasted like. ''Hmm, not that bad. Could down a bottle of this.'' He said, just as brass as he thought she was being.

But then he was pulled into the kitchen with Live and even though her words had been clear and she wanted a coke Luke looked into the whole hand holding thing a bit more than required. He had no use being there, first off, so why did she take him? And her bag, why did she take her bag?

''Need me ta pour fer ya or somethin'?'' He asked with a grin. ''The girl with the tolerance of a football team too drunk ta pour 'erself a coke..?'' Lucas was fake mocking her now.

[Lilly Love]

It wasn't really that Live was avoiding all of Luke's flirting and hitting on her, but more that she really didn't know how to respond to it. The girl wasn't a saint or anything, she wasn't a stranger to the whole hookup thing, but she wasn't really comfortable with flirting. Sometimes she could flirt if she was drunk enough and in the right mood, but for the most part that just wasn't who Live was. If a guy really wanted in her pants though it wasn't that hard. I mean, the girl was a drunk so it was pretty easy to convince her to do stuff, and she lacked most of the morals that would keep her from saying no.

Live narrowed her eyes at Luke's comment about her being drunk on the floor. Just because she sucked at balance didn't mean she couldn't handle herself. But then again, every alcoholic seemed to believe they were just amazing at being drunk. And while Live definitely handled herself better than most of the other drunk girls in the room, she wasn't immune to drunken stupidity.

If Live had been sober, she might have reacted more to him saying stuff about his power, but given she was drunk and already assumed everyone here was either a Hammel student or Hammel graduate, she just kind of gave a shrug. "And how do you know my power isn't super awesome drinking ability?" She said quite sarcastically and very drunk.

"Yah know, if I was sober I probably would have slapped you for that one." She mumbled at his cute girls falling for him comment.

Live pulled Luke into the kitchen, where there were way less people and the noise level, while not quite, was much more bearable for a conversation. She went to the fridge, pulled out a coke and then grabbed a red cup from the counter. She filled the cup half with coke and half with rum. She then set the rum bottle next to the red cups for others to drink. "I can pour for myself, you're just my chosen company for the night." She said leaning closer to him, her drunk body forgetting what personal space was.

[Lucas Blacke]

''Y'know.'' Luke began as he smiled at the way too obvious drunk and open girl as she mentioned she'd slap him if she was sober, which was kind of a way of her admitting to her power not being some sort of super drinking thing. Right now he did start to wonder what it actually was though, what if she was an empath or something who fed on emotions? That'd surely explain part of her behaviour to Luke, that talk about being negative and all was pretty much what Luke felt all day every day, maybe she'd picked up on that.

His eyes fell upon her hands and he gently tickled the palm of her hand with his index finger. ''I wouldn't 'ave stopped ya.'' For as lame as his parents had been, they did teach him never to stop a lady when she was doing something, he had just changed it into 'don't interrupt cute girls'. He didn't even care if it didn't really warrant a slap in his eyes; contact was still contact, which kinda was how he approached everything, even negative attention was attention. He'd started thinking that because he felt it was the only kind of attention he was worthy of, but now he'd started to actually enjoy being treated like that.

She poured rum into the cup with coke in it already and left the bottle of it for other people to enjoy. ''Chosen..'' He repeated in a whisper as she leaned in towards him and said she had picked him for the night. Did that mean..? No, she was drunk, this was nothing. Was it? ''I like th' idea of bein' chosen.'' He smiled and leaned in closer also, to the point where he was painted with the alcohol on her breath. But he didn't mind, it was only temporary anyway, the flirting, the party, and perhaps even his time with her, who knew if they'd meet again aftter this?

Okay sure he could give out his number or ask for hers, but that would break the illusion of the night, and what if she came to see him as a drunk mistake?

''Why only fer th' night though?'' He asked.

[Lilly Love]

Live rolled her eyes at the boy and took a drink. She did notice his touch on her hand this time, and it made her cheeks redden a bit, and with her pale skin it wasn't the most subtle thing. She thought his comment about not stopping her from slapping him was kinda strange but didn't think on it too much. Her brain was too full alcohol to really think too much about anything. "You must be into some kinky shit." She said jokingly.

It was sort of strange that Live was putting up with this kid for so long. Normally she didn't handle people this well, even this fucked up. But then again, she hadn't been out in a while and while she did hate people even Live got lonely sometimes and needed a bit of attention. And this boys attention definitely wasn't a bad thing.

While Luke was quite the flirt, he wasn't nearly as bad as some of the other guys. His advances were small and mostly just words. Some guys literally would say five words to Live and then try to grab her ass or something. That usually did end with a slap.

Live chuckled at the boy, took another drink and pushed some hair out of her face, "Because all you really have is tonight." It didn't really make much sense, and Live didn't even really know what she was saying. Probably some subconscious, depressive thoughts or something like that. She took another drink, "So what is your power then?" She said, honestly interested. She found it interesting to know what other people could do. It never ceased to amaze her the strange and random abilities that people possessed.

[Lucas Blacke]

He let out an almost derogatory huff as she mentioned the kinky section of his likes. Nothing he liked was really kinky in his eyes, though he did like using the word to describe things he found sexy. Sometimes, at least. Joke or not, he supposed she did have kind of a point with her statement, it wasn't normal for guys to enjoy a chase above everything else, right? Not that he wanted nothing beyond that, but just look at Zo for instance, his time with her was basically just one big hunt for sex and her admitting that they were a thing. Which she did, at the end, when she had been worried about him rolling around with another girl. For the second time.

''Y'know, I think ya might 'ave a point with th' whole kinky thing.'' He replied even though it was obvious she joked. ''I ain't so much in gettin' hurt an' stuff, an' I don't really think it involves sex, but I do 'ave some weird likes.'' He leaned in, looking to his sides swiftly. ''Like, I enjoy chasin' girls. Not in th' creepy way, nah, I mean like fer their affection or sum shit.'' He smiled at her and leaned back out. ''An' that info is a freebie. Cherish it.''

When she asked him about his power though he had to laugh, knowing that that was a thing he had to kind of expect with everything he had mentioned so far. It sure as hell wasn't what she had because she was swaying around like a ship in a storm due to all the booze. Whereas Luke, a drinking virgin had started out with three beers and a shot of vodka in a very short time. Yet he showed no signs of being drunk, or talking weird or getting jumbled up, he thought. ''I'd show ya me power, but all I 'ave is tonight.'' He responded, honestly kind of sad now that she told him that, still, this meant there was a deadline on the hunt. ''I'd gladly show ya if we had a bit longer.''

''An' girl, ya would not regret that shit.'' He added with a wink.

[Lilly Love]

Live's love life was definitely way less interesting than this kids. The last actual relationship she had been in was back in sophomore year and it had been pretty pathetic. After she moved out of her moms house, and had started drinking more, hook ups had become a thing and there had been a couple guys who seemed like they might stick around but Live always managed to chase them away. She kind of did that on purpose though. She wasn't comfortable with anything that lasted much longer than a couple weeks. As for sex and kinky stuff, she didn't really have personal preferences. She was more whatever the other person wanted. Guess that made it pretty easy, huh.

Live couldn't help but chuckle at his confession about liking to chase girls. "Well buddy... If its my affection your going for you shouldn't try to hard. I'm not the affectionate type." Live said leaning in towards the boy again, her dull gray eyes scanning over him again. Her actions were getting sloppier and sloppier. She was probably too drunk to hold up much of a real conversation anymore and honestly, drunk Live did tend to get a little bit more "affectionate" than sober Live.

If Live wasn't so drunk she would have found it strange how sober Luke was acting but she could barely see or think straight at this point. She couldn't even tell how drunk she was acting really. His answer definitely raised the girls curiosity though about his power. Her eyebrows raised and a smirk appeared on her face. She took another drink and then set down her cup and crossed her arms, leaning back against the counter.

"I'll show you mine, if you show me yours." She said, knowing exactly the double meaning of what she said and completely trying to tease the poor boy.

[Lucas Blacke]

Not the affectionate type. He scoffed at the words that meant 'give me attention' to him. The last girl to tell him that he had been in a relationship with and boy, did she show him affection. Lots of it really. And with time he knew Live would do the same, but when she had said time was one thing Lucas did not have.. well that one kinda stung. But hey, it was all part of the hunt. Besides, he didn't even have her number yet, nor she his.

Driving people away was his thing, he killed most of his relationships before they could mean anything. The most serious one he had lasted not even six months before he found someone else to bang, and the worst part, besides being creepily good at it, was that he kind of did it all while he was fully aware of the consequences. So, not the affectionate type? He could live with that.

''Yer wrong there, doll.'' He replied. ''It just means I 'ave ta try harder. But who says I'm goin' fer yer affection?'' He asked, wondering what she even meant by that, was she doing the hunting thing as well? Playing hard to get? Honestly Lucas had never been a target of that, a bit of a change to the game was fun though. ''Is it 'cause ya think I'm hot? Or 'cause I think ye are? 'Cause I do.'' He nodded with a wink. He wouldn't have admitted that so soon to anyone else, but hey, he only had one evening with her. It was in his interest to make her want more, and what better way to do that than create a dependancy.

As far as the power thing and how she wanted to know.. well that was a fun turn of events, an angle he could play and most certainly would play. He would gladly show her right there and was actually urged to tell her, but at the last moment decided not to for special reasons. When she asked that double question though he kind of had to wonder, he knew it was about his and her powers but did drunk people still possess the coherency to string jokes like that, or was she actually flirting with him?

''Right here?'' He asked, right then feeling the need to joke a bit as his hand reached down to his pants. ''I mean, no issues or anythin' but I don't wanna make any other guys jealous.'' He joked as he slowly pulled down his zipper, looking at a pretty casual Live. ''Might wanna think 'bout a more secluded place fer that, hun.''

[Lilly Love]

Live raised an eyebrow at the boys words. Not looking for affection? What was he looking for then? Live's drunk mind made the words swirl. No, that was the room swirling. Live couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the nothing as she took another drink from her cup. Everything was pretty fuzzy right now.

A few people were in the kitchen with the two but they were off in their own world. A couple people came into the room and then quickly left, clearly just too drunk to have any idea where they were going or what they were doing. Live usually didn't have that problem. She was usually pretty clear of what she was doing when she was drunk. She was a functional drunk with very clear goals. She rolled her eyes at the boy and leaned towards him, poking at his cheek, "Your cute." Live said sort of patronizingly as the words slurred out of her lips. She followed it up with another drink from her cup.

When the boy reached down towards his pants, Live's eyes narrowed. She shook her head and took another drink. "Oh keep your pants on." She said taking another drink. She enjoyed Luke's flirting to some extent but Live was still Live and she could only take being hit on for so long. And especially when someone tried to pull their pants down that got Live a little testy. Her being drunk probably didn't help her reactions to be any more sane either.

"I was only teasing you. Gonna take more than that for you to get lucky." She said with another drink. "Besides, I have a feeling you're too young for me kiddo." Live realized her cup was almost empty and began to refill it; half coke and half rum.

[Lucas Blacke]

''Pants are stayin' on, milady!'' Lucas replied as he zipped up and bowed graciously, and despite having a few drinks in his virgin body he was showing no signs of deteriorating motor skills. He was only joking with his pants anyway, no he wouldn't mind it but he wasn't actively hunting now that she had said he only had the one night. What use was trying when you only saw someone for one night? Yeah she was a fun talk, but as the night went on to the next morning he would stop seeing her, and he respected her for saying so. He didn't agree, but it was her life to live.

He'd showed her his power though; more than once. He just hadn't told her when he did. ''How 'bout th' promise of th' best orgasm in yer life?'' He asked. Now, this could go two ways, either she'd go for an actual orgasm which he could provide merely with the use of his power, they wouldn't even have to go far, or she could want the drink called orgasm, which was a bit expensive but hey, maybe she'd have the booze he needed to get her one. ''An' young? Please girl, I have many years o' experience in everythin'. Based on what is in me noggin' I'm at least fourty or somethin'.''

''An fer showin' ya me power I'll need somethin' from ya.'' He told her with a wink as he came up with an idea to make the party a party.

''Show me a dance, like, on youtube.''