After the End RP discussion
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He breathed. "Oh, that's preferable," he nodded. "What about it?"
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"I just feel like... I dunno!" he sighed. "What with the storm though?"
"Boring is better than being betrayed and disappointed." Jefferson took another drink. "family never did anything for me."
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Della laughed. She looked at him, amused. "Okay, I do hear and see your point. But," She said, taking a drink, "I will tell you something, having a family is great. If it went bad for you, it doesn't mean all of the cases are the same. Well, only if you let it, though."She raised an eyebrow and added,"I'm sure you won't let it, if you ever did get a chance to." She finished, shrugging.
Penelope opened the doors to the bar. She took a quick look around before sitting down at one of the empty stools. She let out a sigh and crossed her arms.
"Don't get me wrong, Ive thought about it before. But you've been around here." Jefferson thought about the two kids hurt at the STW headquarters. "No one lasts long in this world, and I don't want to have to go through that kind of pain, much less make someone be in pain over me."
Penelope sat quietly, listening intently on the conversation going on around her. This was a tactic she often used to tell if a stranger was friend or foe, and it had gotten her out of quite a few fights. She wanted to say something, but was hesitant to interrupt because of how short she had been in town, and she didn't want to raise any suspicions.
Jefferson looked over towards Penelope. "I can tell you're listening to me right now."
Penelope flinched, looked like people were more observant here than she had originally been led on to believe. "Yeah," she said maintaining a steady head, "So what?"
Della nods, at his confession. She bites her lip.Then she rolled her eyes, "Gee, first tell her hi." She said, getting up and smiling, "Hey."
Jefferson stood up, his 18th century French coat waving with a ridiculous flourish. He threw his hands in the air and sighed. "If people always want to listen to what I have to say..." He took another gulp of whiskey. "Then why does no one ever seem to pay attention to me? To be honest, it makes no sense." He put his hands on the table and looked at Penelope in his half-drunken state. "So, what are my conversations worth to you?!"
Penelope nodded at Della then returned to face Jefferson. "You can tell a lot about a man based on his words, even if they seem insignificant at the time. And, as an outsider, it's always best to put a toe in the water before you dive right in. Now, what interest might you have in me?" Penelope said.
Della raised an eyebrow and stood back, wanting to hear the conversation.
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"Not much, to be honest." Jefferson ate a granola bar that he seemingly pilled out of nowhere.
Della looked at him. Then at her empty pocket..that was suppose to have had a granola! She groaned. "You should really ask before getting." She said.
"The apocalypse didn't ask before taking the lives of 99% of the planet." Jefferson laughed.
She raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Your drunk." Not much of a question but a statement. "Let's go before you begin fights." She said.
"I don't fight when I'm drunk." Jefferson sat down with yet another laugh. He emptied the bottle completely before making it spin mid air.
Hayden looked between them. "What about the storm?"
"You really haven't noticed that it's gone?" Jefferson pulled the rubber band out of his hair, allowing it to puff up around his head.
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Della lookes at him and then laughs. "I think your a better person when drunk then sober." She said, amazed. She looked at her drink and drank it all in one drink.
"That's why I'm always drunk." Jefferson tossed the bottle in the air then let it free fall until he caught it with a cushion of air and inch above the ground.
She stared, amazed. Then she thought of something. she closed her eyes, and stretched out her hand a little, and a flower appeared out of her hand. She did it because everyone was drunk in there, so no one would notice or really believe they saw it.
Jefferson winked at her. Even when drunk, he could tell visions away from powers.
She groaned. "Your lying." She said. then she laughed, since she started feeling buzzy. She was afraid of what she would do if she drank more.
"About what?!" Jefferson stood and smirked.
She laughed again. "Never mind." She said, standing up. She stumbled a bit.
Jefferson put his arm under hers. "Ha! You okay there?"
She nods and says, "Sorry..for what I might do later." She said, laughing
"I highly doubt that you are capable of anything that could offend me." Jefferson drank the last of whatever she had been drinking.
She grinned and got a whole bottle of whiskey. "To life!" She said, before taking a big gulp.
Jefferson paused for a moment, thinking, before laughing off the thought and taking another gulp. "to the mother****ing apocalypse."
((What does della look like? Jefferson is the last bio here https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/... ))
She laughed and took the drink from him. "To wierd people around the world!" She said, laughing.
Jefferson sat down, he was beginning to feel slightly dizzy. Alcohol usually didn't do that to him, but he also didn't usually drink a bottle and a half of whiskey.
She laughs and says, "Let's go." Then she stood walking, staring at a wall.
"You okay?" Jefferson quickly finished off the bottle of whiskey, Della definitely didn't need any more of it.
She said. "I need to.." And ran outside, to a garbage can and threw up.
Jefferson began cracking up. "You can't hold liquor at all, can ya?" ((Yo-what does della look like))
She glared at him. "No, problem?" She asked.(( http://laurenceourac.com/granny-hair-... , the gray hair is bc of the side affect of the plague))
((Cooleo-Shes like 17 right?))"Nah." Jefferson also stood up, barely swaying. "Just shows that you don't do this too often." he huffed anti-charismaticly.
((Yep.))She grunts. "Wow, I'm taking that as a compliment." She holds out her hand towards him, raising an eyebrow.
"I wish it wasn't, actually..." Jefferson smirked. ((Couple?))
Hayden sighed. "No, I'm not lying to the STWs. I really did betray Chase, okay?"