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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 26, 2009 22:40:25 GMT -5
Markise's eyes widened, and he turned a look on Robbie that had him bringing his hands up in supplication. Those hands did him no good as Robbie found Angel's fist a place against his shoulder.
"I didn't know, Angel! Come 'ere, then, I'll make it up to you..."
Markise folded his arms tightly over his chest as Robbie did his best to try to soothe Angel. They'd been having such fun before Anna had come, and now Angel was moving away from the attempted kisses at his neck.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Apr 26, 2009 23:19:13 GMT -5
Anna didn't understand why Markise was making such a big deal about her being underage; she would be of age in the wizarding world in the summer, so she was practically the same age as him. Since they'd ignored her question and started bickering about her drinking, she tilted the glass which she was still holding up to her face, and took a swig. Her eyes widened at the strong taste of alcohol combined with something sweet, and she wished she hadn't been so hasty in tasting it. She tried hard not to cough as the too large swallow of alcohol made it's way down. She knew without looking that there were several sets of eyes on her, so she tried to act normal, raising the glass for another, much smaller sip.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 26, 2009 23:24:25 GMT -5
Robbie's brows drew together and he barked at the other guys, so much closer to Anna than he was. "Take that away from her, you tossers!" He didn't personally have issues with underage drinking, especially since she looked so close to being old enough anyhow, but if Angel was pissed over the possibility of her drinking, the actuality wouldn't make it any better.
Both guys turned toward Anna, though only one actually grabbed the glass in an attempt to pull it away. He gave a look of mild apology, but neither of them wanted to get on Angel's bad side either, especially not if it meant pissing off Robbie, too.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Apr 26, 2009 23:34:41 GMT -5
"Oh come on. Mmm... Angel gave it to me!" She managed to just catch herself before saying his real name. She didn't know why Markise would be upset at Robbie offering her alcohol when he had just done the same thing. She wished she could retort back that he wasn't old enough to drink in the club either, but held her tongue, knowing it would cause nothing but trouble.
Her insides felt heated where she imagined the alcohol was traveling through her, and the taste had been much better that second time. She reached for the glass, wanting the drink more out of principle now no matter how good or bad the actual liquid was.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 26, 2009 23:39:00 GMT -5
Anna was arguing! Markise wriggled off Robbie's lap despite the hands that sought to keep him there. "We're going home Anna!" he shouted as the guys continued their attempts to wrestle the glass away from her. He planted one hand on the table and swung the other out, knocking the glass to its side, the liquid spreading across the tabletop. Robbie stood and the other guys prodded Anna to do the same as Markise stood fuming.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Apr 26, 2009 23:54:43 GMT -5
"What? Seriously? It was A DRINK.[/b] A drink you[/b] offered me. You can't be mad that I tried it." Anna had stood up, scooting out of the booth more out of fear of the drink spilling onto her than because the others were ushering her out. She wasn't standing in preparation of leaving, Markise couldn't really want to leave. He'd stayed after that Aussie had upset him to the point of crying, he wouldn't really leave just because she'd taken him up on his offer of a drink, would he?
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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 26, 2009 23:58:20 GMT -5
"I changed my mind!" Markise shouted. He shoved Robbie's hands off him and turned to storm off, digging in his pocket for the claim tickets. "I'm leaving!" he shouted, holding them up in the air as he stalked away. If Anna didn't follow, she could find her own damn way back, and without her cloak!
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Apr 27, 2009 0:04:45 GMT -5
Anna ran to catch up with Markise, ignoring the others. "Wait, please Markise." She said once she pulled up next to him, slipping her hand in his arm. "I won't drink, okay? Please? I don't want the night to be ruined." She was begging, she knew, but she didn't want to leave, not like this. It hadn't been all that great of a night, but it hadn't been horrible either. If they left now though, she knew the evening would be tainted and only remembered for this silly outburst.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 27, 2009 0:12:00 GMT -5
Markise stumbled at the joint effort of stopping and trying to go on at the same time, and his arm tugged free of Anna's with the motion. He had managed to stop, though. "I'm not having fun!" he announced, his face a half-pout, half-scowl. "I don't want you to be like this! I didn't want to be like this!" He'd meant to take care of her, to keep her from seeing things like this, and it was bad enough that he'd been weak. He was afraid of what might happen to Anna because he hadn't kept sober.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Apr 27, 2009 0:22:47 GMT -5
Anna chewed on her lip, slowly grasping what he meant by this. He always said he lived for his Friday nights, why was he now saying that he didn't want to be like this? When she replied, her tone had softened. "If you think it's best, lets go then. We can talk about this on the way home." She wasn't about to drop the topic, but the middle of the club wasn't the best place to hold a conversation. She wasn't sure that Markise couldn't have fun again, as he had been just a few minutes earlier, but arguing with him wasn't doing any good.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 27, 2009 15:25:13 GMT -5
"No!" Markise argued. "I don't wanna talk about it, there's nothin' to talk about!" His eyes caught on a good-looking man with a loosened tie and rolled-up sleeves, and on impulse, he stepped aside into the man's path, one hand catching hold of that tie. "Don't f~ing drink anything!" he barked at Anna, then turned away with his surprised, but pleased distraction. Did she think she was his f~ing mother?
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Apr 27, 2009 22:16:32 GMT -5
Anna stood in the middle of the walkway, staring at Markise in disbelief until someone bumped into her, knocking her out of her trance. She hoped he wasn't always like this, and that maybe he'd just had more to drink tonight than usual. She was afraid he might forget and leave her stuck without knowing where any of the wizarding parts of London were.
She thought about returning to the booth for about half a second but was too embarrassed to show back up there and have to explain everything, including that Markise wandered off again. Instead she wandered around, trying not to make eye contact with anyone, until she found an empty barstool. When the bartender asked what she was drinking, she thought about it before ordering a water. The appeal and her curiosity didn't seem worth it for the ordeal drinking had caused.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 28, 2009 15:18:28 GMT -5
Robbie's voice was easily loud enough to be heard over the music. He didn't so much as notice Anna, though. He had an arm beneath Angel's and wrapped around his back, supporting him as they made their way to the bar. Robbie was calling the bartender, demanding water, then settling an obviously confused Angel onto a barstool.
"Angel, look at me," Robbie said, and Angel turned his head to do so. Then tried to steal a kiss that Robbie backed away from. "You taste like vomit, Angel. I'm not nearly drunk enough." He cracked open a water and put it in Angel's hand. "Drink it," he prompted.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Apr 28, 2009 15:49:25 GMT -5
Anna's head snapped up at the slightly familiar voice say Angel. She jumped off her barstool and hurried the few stools down to where Robbie was complaining of Markise smelling of vomit of all things. "Is he okay?" Anna asked, talking to Robbie as she looked over Markise's drunken appearance. We should have just left earlier, this is awful!
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Post by Markise Sterling on Apr 28, 2009 15:59:10 GMT -5
"He'll be fine," Robbie said, "won't you, Angel?" He tipped the bottle up slightly until the blond gave in and began to sip at it. Angel paused to murmur something about being fine, but didn't put much effort into being audible.
"I swear, next time I see that Aussie wanker..." Robbie grumbled, then, seeing that Angel was being cooperative for now, turned his gaze to Anna. "He live close to here?" he asked. "My car's out back, not much to look at, but she runs."
"I don' like cars," Angel announced. "They make me..." He looked queasy just at the thought and turned back to his water.
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