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shadowedsoulss
@takahashitakeda : "You are surely kidding? Isn't a drink to be savored and drunk at a pace of choosing? Why would I devour this in one go!"
“Oh, no way! I mean... if you want to, then go for it. But that there’s intended to just be... knocked back,” Takeda insists, mimicking the motion of downing a shot quickly to demonstrate. “That way you can do a bunch of them, if you want, and get drunk real fast!”
[ @spiritofthewaterss - from here ]
Takeda shrugged, his eyes shut as his hand goes to his aching head. It was a bit difficult to focus, so it took him a few seconds to form his answer.
"Nauseous, tired, dizzy, yeah," he replied, his voice strained. Migraines were common for him, but if this was a migraine, it was a doozy. "But, that happens when I overuse my telepathy too. Which, I probably did do..." His memory was fuzzy, but he did know one thing. "But I did hit my head. I got slammed pretty hard."
He hoped that he was making sense, and that anything he said might be helpful. Putting together his sentences was proving to be a challenge -- between actually remembering what happened, the pain in his head, and the struggle to keep his mental walls up, he was having to work extra hard to do so.
@kxmbat-veterxn
“Mr. Briggs... Sir, I know we... haven’t gotten off on the right foot, but... I’d like to talk to you, at least... Please, give me a chance to talk before we jump to anything else. I love Jacqui. You have no idea how happy she makes me, and how much better she makes me-- and I know you of all people know just how amazing she is. She means the world to me, she’s my best friend, and all I want is to see her happy. I’d do anything-- and I mean anything--” Takeda’s waivering voice steadied and firmed at that word. “--for her, and I’d go against the Elder Gods, even, for her. You don’t have to like me, at all, but please... for Jacqui.”
[ starter for @enenraed ]
With so many of them being busy so often, it seemed like it was difficult to get this many people together in one place. But, if anything could bring them all together, it was a party-- a ‘hell yeah, we saved Earthrealm’ party, to be exact. His own unit, other Special Forces folks, some Shirai Ryu, Lin Kuei, and others were all packed into this bar, talking, relaxing, drinking, and having a generally-good time.
Takeda, still a bit sore from events included in that whole ‘saving Earthrealm’ thing, decided to take the nearest seat to him, which happened to be at the bar. Having already finished his first one, he ordered another beer and swiveled around to look out at the party. Even though he wasn’t feeling up to partaking in some of the... louder corners today, it definitely felt good to see everyone so happy, even those he wasn’t exactly familiar with. Even with his mind closed off from actually reading anything, he was still very much aware of the emotions in the room running high, and they in turn kept his own spirits aloft.
With this beer already almost gone, Takeda swiveled again on his stool with the intention to face the bar to order another, but he had apparently been so caught up in people-watching that he hadn’t even bothered to notice the person next to him. He was pretty sure this was Smoke, though he couldn’t remember his actual name. Oops. “Oh-- hey,” he greeted, with a slight but friendly wave of his free hand. “Having fun?”
You suck.
Y’know, coming from you, that means a lot. Thank you.
[ for @gunsgoldnglory, from this post ]
Takeda wasn’t sure if it was just the whole...atmosphere of this place or what, but he didn’t find it in himself to appreciate that warning from the cowboy. As if he didn’t know how to respect the dead! He didn’t bother arguing, though, knowing it wouldn’t help either of them. “Yeah yeah... I just hope everyone has stayed in their graves. That’s all I ask... Just stay in bed, spirits...”
He put most of his focus into keeping his mental walls up, possibly more afraid of hearing some kind of spirit’s voice than of any creature that hid in this krypt. Possibly. “I heard there were wolves out here. Which, I think if that’s the worst we find, we’ll be good. I hope.”
master hasashi,
i love you like a dad. because my real dad fucked off. but you never took me to mcdonalds. you never got me any nuggies, you never got me a big mac, and you never, ever got me any fries. please accept this letter as a signal of my resignation from the shirai ryu.
love,
your mcfatherless son,
takeda
PS. i’m going to get mega potato
¢ (do your worst for Grandmaster Hasashi)
[text: Master Hasashi]
Are you awake?
[text: Master Hasashi]
I just had a dream
[text: Master Hasashi]
and you were there but
[text: Master Hasashi]
you turned into a actual scorpion
[text: Master Hasashi]
like... i could put you on my shoulder
[text: Master Hasashi]
and i had a little string for you so you dind’t get lost...
[text: Master Hasashi]
we went out to eat at a restaurant and i made you a teeny tiny sushi roll
[text: Master Hasashi]
it was great
[text: Master Hasashi]
but i like it better when yuo’re human
