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]

[ She stops in her tracks, but turns away. ] I was pretty clear...

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

What I mean is, if you say it again, you'll regret it. I'm not one to be violent with drunks but then again, it's probably the only way you'd understand.

[not_so_great_wall]

I already regret things. One more won't matter. [ No, she didn't pick up on that threat, so it's probably a poor idea to turn her back on him and walk away... not that stops her. ]

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

[He puts a hand on her shoulder.]

Will you stop, idiot?

[not_so_great_wall]

[ She pauses. ] Don't do it. [ It's a warning, but her tone shifts. ] Please...

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

You're coming with me. I don't care how much you plead.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ She reaches to put her hand on his and pull it away. It isn't a soft grip in the slightest. ] No, I'm not.

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

Yes, you are. If you're going to keep acting like this, you're just going to get in trouble somewhere else.

[not_so_great_wall]

I'm not going to argue with you, or fight you! You're not my enemy, so just back off!

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

And it takes a friend to say no so no.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ She is this close to breaking that hand, but she just can't bring herself to clamp down any harder on it.

What she does do is turn and give him such a hostile glare, though. ] Shiki...

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

[And he glares right back.]

What are you so afraid of?

[not_so_great_wall]

I can't explain it to someone like you.

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

That means I'm the best person to explain it to.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Hang on a second while she brains this. ]

That doesn't make sense.

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

It makes sense because it's doesn't make sense.

[not_so_great_wall]

[ ....except it doesn't, and she just turns away again, shaking her head. ]

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

[Whateeeeever. He follows behind Meiling either way. He's dealt with his friend acting like this after drinking enough times that he's a pro.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ As long as he walks quietly, she won't care. But she'll be at this for a few hours at least. ]

[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

[As long as she safely gets home, he's satisfied.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ Eventually!

Except she'll just walk through the silent house to leave through the back door because otherwise continuity suffers. ]