116 - Voice

[gotgreenmagic]

[Someone sounds like she overslept.]

Mmf.

Okay. Brain says Friday, clock says Tuesday, I.....guess I was in a coma.

I love how that's just a thing here. 'Oh, hey, I just lost a bunch of my brain functions and lay here unconscious for four days, no big deal'.

What'd I miss?

[OOC: I couldn't think of anything to do with her so lol retroactive Barge coma :|]

[Spam for Reaver]

[Checking over the network for the past few days has given her a slight headache and simultaneous feelings of disappointment re. having missed a fairly benign flood and relief re. having been passed over for the opportunity to turn into her ditzy little headband-wearing alter ego again. Miss Go is seriously the closest thing Shego has to an archfoe at this point.

Either way she needs a drink. She shoves her way into the pub, sees the guy behind the bar and - ]

Looks like the universe picked the day for me to quit drinking.

[She's already shifting her weight to turn around.]

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[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

American Hogwarts. Welcome back.

[Private]

[gotgreenmagic]

...

So I literally had a more worthwhile weekend by lying on my couch collecting dust. Good to know.

Thanks. Have....fun?

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

It was fine. Nothing to complain about.

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[buywithme]

I licked a beating human heart.

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[gotgreenmagic]

...

Comrade, is that particularly worse than anything else you might have done with a beating human heart?

Whatever, I need so much more contextual detail for this. Drink?

[Private]

[gotgreenmagic]

Yeeeeaaah no, it's the Barge. There's never 'nothing to complain about'.

Private

[buywithme]

Yes. That was the actual worst part.

[Video clicks on, and Prefect holds up an open bottle of gin. He's clearly started without you, Shego (which is probably why he hasn't noticed that the beating human heart-in-a-jar is still sitting unobtrusively on his desk.)]

Definitely. Definitely drinking, Sister.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

Well, maybe someone's annoyed about it, but I had an okay time. Better than actual high school.

[mightymorbid]

Adolescence, apparently!

Private -> Spam

[gotgreenmagic]

[Well, not beating any more. :V Buuut yeah any kind of human heart in a jar is going to be noticeable.]

.....I'll....be right over.

[Knock knock Prefect, have you noticed yet that YOU STILL HAVE SOMEONE ELSE'S HEART IN A JAR.]

[gotgreenmagic]

Not much change for you then, sunshine.

[mightymorbid]

You're hilarious, really.

Spam

[buywithme]

[And lo, the door opens and Prefect is drunk.]

Sister, it was so gross I just kept buying people's body parts from them!

[His eyes are watery, and he swallows hard, like he's not certain that he's going to be able to keep the contents of his stomach down.]

It was all very... contractual, and orderly, but it was still disgusting.

Spam

[gotgreenmagic]

Prefect, give me the gin. Before you puke. [Yeah she's reaching for it and you're going to have to fight very hard to keep it Prefect.] Start from the beginning.

[Private]

[gotgreenmagic]

You went to actual high school?

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[batmanschmatman]

Well, a pretentious private school, but yeah. Pretty sure the state would have been suspicious if I didn't.

[Private]

[gotgreenmagic]

I heard that Tim went to boarding school for a while but I figured that was a break from being homeschooled by your butler or something.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

Considering how much time I spent out "sick" or "on vacation", I might as well have been. I didn't really have a social life or get involved with any after school stuff.

What about you?

[Private]

[gotgreenmagic]

Regular public schools.

Uh, mostly.

...I was homeschooled for most of seventh grade because I kept setting fire to stuff by mistake.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

I can see where that would be an issue.

[Spam]

[tatty_bye]

[Reaver had probably taken his eyes off the door after the first week of working, believing himself to have a fair idea of who comes into the pub and when and at what frequency. This also seemed a fair means to distract himself while he pretended to dislike learning a new trade. (Not entirely new, as he'd spent a port as a bartender before.) He's laying down a couple drinks at the bar when Shego's voice catches his attention, and he glances up.]

Breach treated you a unfairly, I take it?

[Spam]

[gotgreenmagic]

Coma. Also? Leaving. I would try to spare your feelings and say it's the atmosphere tonight but no, it is totally just you.

[Spam]

[tatty_bye]

Fault a man for doing honest work, why don't you? [He shrugs] I'm amused to know I still affect you so strongly that you are incapable of ignoring me, but you needn't blame the spirits. It is not as though I make them.

Or do you think I managed to charm my way through those doors and behind this counter, against my Warden's sanction, just to ruin your evening?

[Spam]

[gotgreenmagic]

Wouldn't put it past you.

[She rubs at the bridge of her nose.]

Reaver. You are the only person on board this ship who has ever, knowingly, tried to take advantage of me while I was incapacitated by random Barge whackedness. Do you really think I'm gonna be comfortable getting so much as tipsy near you? Like, ever?

[Spam]

[tatty_bye]

I'm pleased to know you think me so cunning.

[He does appear to consider what she says after that a moment while he polishes a glass, perhaps in some attempt to appear he is concentrating harder on something else, but overall it fails.]

Then all I may do is assure you that if I'm not a perfect gentleman, my Warden would likely have me scrubbing toilets for the rest of my abnormally long, perfectly dressed existence. I'm not looking to jeopardize this job while I have it.