originally posted in:The New Dojo
"...What's a cockatoe." [i]Was all that Victoria muttered, her tone slow and almost sick, in a manner. She looked as if she would laugh a slight amount to herself, though she contained her idiocy with mere silence, before speaking up again.[/i]
"Just.. w-waiting.. really."
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"Y...Yeah." Vel had told her, leaning on Victoria's shoulder. She seemed to hurl a little on the floor, probably from all the alcohol she had consumed. Four whole bottles of vodka and whiskey tends to do that to you. Fortunately, said throw up didn't land in Vic's direction. "Ya know...if we do this again...remind me not to drink so much." She had said out, before pulling a little more.