008 | OVERFLOW

[godsoffortune]

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Gojyo

[skyleopardess]

[Yoruichi considers that a moment, pursing her lips.]

You think so? [She doesn't sound all that concerned as she slumps comfortably into his shoulder. She's never needed much reason to treat her friends like furniture.] I've been poisoned before, it didn't feel like this.

[erogappa]

[ He likes being furniture: everyone wins! ]

What else could it be? I mean... [ He intends to count off points on his figers but he forgot he was holding a cigarette, so he just counts off on his pinky and ring finger over and over. ] ...can't trust 'em, right? And I'm slurrin'. And I didn't drink enough to be slurrin'. And... [ He points his cigarette at the people passing by, stumlbing over their own feet and laughing like loons. ]

And it's everybody. And, you can't trust 'em. [ Any of 'em. ] This is a trap, an' we're in it. [ He doesn't sound too upset about that, though. Kinda the opposite, in fact. ]

I'm bettin' there's gonna be monsters later.

[skyleopardess]

It is everyone. [She agrees, nodding gravely.] It's either the food or it's airborne.

[Yoruichi's drunk, but she's not stupid. Gojyo's theory only feeds the kernel of suspicion she'd had earlier, but like him, she can't bring herself to sound upset about it.]

I can still fight monsters drunk. You forge a weapon for all conditions, not just good ones.

[Wait, where did that come from? She hadn't thought of that particular trainer in years; he'd been a member of the one of the lesser family branches, determined to mold the first female heir into thinking herself nothing more than a tool for the use of House Shihouin.

Damn involuntary drunk talk.]

[erogappa]

Ohhh? [ For involuntary drunk talk, that was impressively badass! Like, seriously badass! Was that from a movie or something? ] A weapon for all conditions, huh? Ha!

[ He claps her on the back like a bro. ]

I've got to remember that one.

[skyleopardess]

He was an asshole. [She pats his thigh] So use it whenever you want, it would piss him off.

[Her slump has turned in something of a sprawl, with her head now resting against the front of his shoulder, and her leg pressed against his.] I have a house on the beach now, so fuck him.

[erogappa]

[ Since his hand was already on her back, it's easy enough to turn that broful back pat into a slightly more hetero hug, yeah? It's a nice day for it! ]

A weapon for all conditions... [ --he repeats, enjoying the feel of the words. ] Heh. [ From where she's sitting she can't see the ridiculous smirk he's wearing, but she can undoubtedly hear it in the tone of his voice. ] I've got one of those, too. Up for anything [ Note: this is a lie, hanyou are still suspectible to whiskey dick ] --whether rain or snow or sleet or anything.

[ Gojyo, no, that's the US Postal Service, stop. ]

[skyleopardess]

[You are the most hetero, Gojyo, with the manliest of charms.

Yoruichi raises an eyebrow at his boast, lips curving in amusement.]

Just not today, right?

[She distinctly remembers being told you're too drunk for sex, Gojyo. She pats his leg, then squeezes it.]

It's all right. You can't half-ass sex with me anyway, so you might as well have all your strength first.

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[erogappa]

[ Hey, shut up. He's just drunk-bragging, let a man brag. ]

Want your whole ass, [ --he nods, a bit sleepily. Shit, this stuff is really getting to him, isn't it? He's really out of it. ] Damn I'm out of it. [ So out of it that he's repeating the narrative.

He plucks a petal off her shoulder (let's be honest, it was right on her breast) and holds the tiny thing up to the light. ] Wonder if we could bottle this stuff?

[ Hey Yoru, want to make some money selling heavenly drugs to humans? ]

/bows

[skyleopardess]

It is fantastic. [She nods] But you haven't earned it. Show you can handle everything else first.

[Right now, Yoruichi would be happy to just curl up against Gojyo and nap, and only the fact that they're out in the open is keeping her from it. Even being drunk can't completely do away with a lifetime of training.]

We could sell it at that club we went to. Rich people love paying too much for things.

[Kisuke could do distill and bottle this stuff, easily. But he's not here. Which is good, he shouldn't be trapped here, no matter how much she misses him.]