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[gunslingerqueen]

Wanna continue a TFLN thread? Wanna text or call Nariko, or just play in general?

Here's the place to do it!

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[gunslingerqueen]

excuse u i am the most graceful of the gracing lionesssses that's ever graced the planet!

[hairrowing]

well miss lioness of grace, why don't you just keep sitting there with grace. i think i can see you

[gunslingerqueen]

Ohhhhfff!

[The text is weird because she's begun waving her arms excitedly.]

You're here!!!!!

[Or she's shouting on a sidewalk near a corner store. Either way.]

[hairrowing]

[at the shout, Gladion immediately picks up the pace to shorten the distance, and when he gets to her side he sighs]

I'm here, just calm down.

[gunslingerqueen]

No!

[Said so cheerfully that the "♥" practically materializes itself in the air!]

I am ungovernable and my joy will not be contained! [And this is the less drunken state! The wobbly, if very tired smile gives her away, she'll crash in due time.]

[hairrowing]

[if it did show up in the air he'd skillfully dodge it]

Are you sure you'll make it to get shakes? You look like you'll drop at any second.

[gunslingerqueen]

Yeah! Yeah, I'll be fine! It's been a long night.

[Both hands, adorned with faded, blinking little glow rings and a smudged phone number on an inner arm, reach out to him. Her fingers scrunching in the air in a sort of help me up! way, which is complicated since her phone is half tucked in one palm.]

Les go!

[hairrowing]

[a sigh, though its fond, and tossed with a little roll of his eyes. he offers her his hands in turn, a little scarred, a little rough, but ready to help]

Alright, alright. Don't expect me to carry you back, though.

[gunslingerqueen]

Gladi, [She reaches up to him, hums pleasantly at the feel of his hands, he's warm and real and there, and ... Was worried about her. It means a lot. But his assistance is most helpful at the get-go, once she's up, she's up!] I would never ask you to break your spine like that!

[Rubbing at her eyes with one hand even as she yawns.]

Did I interrupt your work or something?

[Time to get sensible, which means thinking through the cotton haze in her head. Now that she's not being a brat, that Nariko can stand perfectly fine and (mostly) focus is nearly impressive.]

[hairrowing]

You're not that heavy.

[probably? he does keep close, though, just in case she wobbles over or something.]

Hmmm? No, you didn't.

[gunslingerqueen]

We can try a bridal carry another day. [The most convincing sign of her incoming sobriety and matching hangover is resisting the desire to remind him that her boobs are bigger than a third of his body mass. Maturity!]

Oh, that's good. Sorry about the trouble.

[Her high heels are such a bad idea, there is definitely some weebling and wobbling.]

Hey, by the way what's a Pokemon?

[hairrowing]

I told you, it's no trouble.

[is he going to have to....give her his shoes-- no that wouldn't work, he can't walk in heels. hmm]

A Pokemon? They're many different species of creatures that live alongside people, in some regions of the world.

[gunslingerqueen]

So they're not going to eat me.

[Presumably. No one let her near a Gyarados. What's more worrying is that something is clearly on her mind.]

And that group you mentioned before-

[brb, too busy falling with a shrieked out eep!]

[hairrowing]

Well-- ...just be careful either way.

[he won't lie and say they won't.]

What a-- Nariko what the hell!?

[he's so shocked he barely grabs her before she falls on her head, at least]

[gunslingerqueen]

Sorry, sorry, I'm fine!!

[... She is not, there's a very real moment where it seems like Nariko might vomit, even as she holds onto him a bit tightly. Her eyes screw shut and she attempts real, deep breathes for a second or two.]

... But I made a decision [Is this really the time to bring it up? No. Anyway:] I think I'm tired of running away from him, y'know?

[That was how they'd met, so somehow it felt right to tell him as much. Maybe assuage him that outside of this hiccup, she was going to stop being childish and upset.]

Oh my god why am I so dizzy!

[Maybe it was the two bottles of alcohol.]

[hairrowing]

[oh, right, that. he hadn't forgotten, but he'd been so occupied with rubbing Nariko's back gently that for a moment Gladion had no idea what she'd been talking about]

That's all well and good, but maybe you should make plans when you feel better. We should find you some water.

[gunslingerqueen]

No, I should say it while I'm still brave.

[Tired drunk is different from the sad-manic drunk he'd experienced while texting, for better or worse. But the back rubbing is a miracle and helps stave off the wavy dizziness some.]

... A burger place has water.

[Still half bracing on him - time to really field test whether he can support her! - she unhooks the strap of her heel, one had twisted out underneath her so, really, walking barefoot is less of a hazard.]

[hairrowing]

A burger place does have water.

[confirmed. and if she can think well enough to remove the heels, then she'll be alright...right?
he's as supportive as a willowy tree, that's Gladion]

We'll get all that, then.

[gunslingerqueen]

[Maybe? Kind of?

Judging by the way her head spins ... Probably not, better to move slow than rush things right now, but she does walk mostly alright on her own now, shoes in hand.]

Okay. But, no Denny's.

[Unfortunately.]

[hairrowing]

[he settles a hand on her arm, gently guiding]

Okay. We can not do that.

[gunslingerqueen]

[A nod, a little swing of her heels, for once ... Nariko does not fill up the space between them with words. She's absolutely still pretty fucking drunk, but mostly tired, occasionally yawning as they go along.

Eventually they can find a little hole in the wall, surely.]

[hairrowing]

[they do, and it's even mostly clean. he's pushing them in, nodding at a server to get them a little corner, and fiiiinally Gladion gently pushes her into a seat]

There.

[gunslingerqueen]

[Shout out to the employees who leave her be, though she does hobble her shoes back on before flopping on the table a bit.]

Gladi.

[Her arms fold, head settling on her arms.]

Ask me a question. Anything.

[hairrowing]

[looking up from the menu, he locks his gaze with hers for a moment. then,]

Did anyone else besides me know you were there? [alone and, well. maybe needing a friend]

[gunslingerqueen]

Oh. [Question rights may need to be revoked because, ouch.

Her fingers tap on the table, and then the first two do a little can-can sort of dance.] Nope! Just you!