008 ~*~ At least she can't drink and fly...

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Action : Olney's Tavern : Open ]
[ If you're a regular at the bar, you might notice a new sigth in one of the stools. A tall red-haired Chinese woman in a plain green dress is making herself right at home, even if the drone workers don't particularly care about serving her anything other than weak, fruity, feminine drinks.

That doesn't mean she hasn't been trying to sweet-talk them into it for the better part of an hour. And by sweet-talk, I mean whining pitifully because she really doesn't want to get thrown out for taking matters into her own hands. ] --c'mo~on. Can't you just pour me something a little stronger? I'm going to need a whole lot more than this. [ She remarks, fingernail grazing the edge of the colorful cocktail glass. ]

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[ Action : Around Town : Open ]
[ Later, no matter how much she had to work at it, she managed to get herself sufficiently smashed (for a short while, at least)! You can encounter her:

1) Wandering the neighborhood, humming some old tune to herself as she sways.
2) Attempting to enter your home and not realizing why her stupid key isn't working...
3) Napping on your front lawn. ]

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[not_so_great_wall]

I'm not - hic! - stupid...

[ Then some panic creeps into her voice. ] P-please don't tell where I am. I don't... I can't go back there...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[...]

What did you do?

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Wobbly, she steps back so she doesn't have to crane her neck as much to look up. ] I didn't do anything 'cept get tired of everything.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Then why are you afraid to go back home?

[There's an odd edge to Marisa's voice. Almost dangerous...]

[not_so_great_wall]

Everything's just... wrong.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

No shit, China.

[You're drunk and trying to get in her house, therefore she's refusing to use your real name. Deal with it.]

Be more specific. Don't make me come down there.

[not_so_great_wall]

I HAVE A NAME! [ Does she care if she alerts the neighbors? Not really. Her voice is strong, but desperate. ] Even here, I still have it -- my name and my pride!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

The start acting like you have a name! Oh yeah,. being a falling-down drunk running from responsibility and your home is really something to be proud of. [so much sarcasm]

You want me to use your name, China, earn it! I see nothing to respect right now.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Pointing. ] At least I'm not a thief, you-- you--

THIEF! [ When fencing verbally, Meiling isn't even armed with Nerf. ]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Is that the best you can do? You can't even stop me from getting in the Mansion. What the hell makes you think I even care that you're calling me a thief?

What are you running from?

[not_so_great_wall]

That's... that's because you caught me on a bad day! [ Or bad days. Or tired. Or distracted. Or were just plain too powerful, but like hell she's going to admit to that. ]

I'm not running! I'm just... taking a break!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Bullshit, China, and you know it.

[a pause as she glares down at the gateguard]

You're supposed to be protecting Patchy, ze. I can't do it right now, so you damn well better get your ass in gear and do so.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ There is that heavy burden, again; the weight of being so utterly useless in this place, and it's almost enough to cause her knees to buckle.

Though that's probably just the booze talking. Something new snatches her focus up. ] --what do you mean? I'm supposed to protect her, sure, from you. Don't go getting our roles mixed up just because of where we are, black-white!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...oh for the love of all the gods, China, you don't need to protect Patchy from me. We're involved, moron.

[not_so_great_wall]

--what? [ She couldn't have heard that right. ]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[You heard it right, Meiling. Marisa rests her chin on her arms.]

You heard me, ze. I'm courting her... and she's receptive. I love Patchy.

[not_so_great_wall]

But you're... [ All those things they just covered. This place is utterly maddening, and she is not drunk enough for this conversation. ]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I am. [Marisa doesn't deny them. And yet, Patchy still likes her.] Did you ever wonder why I snuck into Voile so many times without being noticed and yet was almost always noticed sneaking out?

So don't you go thinking you need to protect her from me.

[not_so_great_wall]

You're... wrong. That doesn't make it okay. [ Of course, she's not at all using the right words to express when she means, but at least she has enough sense to turn away and start walking as steadily as she's able to. ] I can't deal with this...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...

[Marisa lets her go. She knew this whole being involved with Patchy thing was going to be hard... but she can't deal with this the way she wants to either. Best to let Meiling go.

This time.]