Louis Cyphre (
ziggycyphre) wrote in
crowspace2012-12-30 06:34 pm
For Mirr's Aleph.
"A toast to your success."
That is how this evening had begun, Louis lifting his glass in recognition of Aleph's achievement of yet another deed well done. The bartender had been especially thankful and provided Aleph with free drinks throughout the night - Louis, of course, could afford as many as he wanted.
Which turned out to be many. And the night turned out to be a long one. Long enough that even Louis was starting to feel affected.
How was Aleph doing with his human constitution?
That is how this evening had begun, Louis lifting his glass in recognition of Aleph's achievement of yet another deed well done. The bartender had been especially thankful and provided Aleph with free drinks throughout the night - Louis, of course, could afford as many as he wanted.
Which turned out to be many. And the night turned out to be a long one. Long enough that even Louis was starting to feel affected.
How was Aleph doing with his human constitution?

no subject
Unfortunately for Aleph, the more he drank, the more he felt like shit. He didn't touch his latest drink. He just lowered his elbows onto the bar and hung his head, trying not to sway too much. At least being a genetically engineered Messiah had given him far more constitution than a normal human. But he still had to wade through the sludge that was made from his thoughts.
"Fuckin... fuckin bastards..."
no subject
Concerned that that last drink might have been too much for him, Louis touches Aleph's shoulder.
no subject
"Everything. Everything's the matter." He paused, then started giggling. "Startin with the fact that I'm really too young to drink."
no subject
no subject
Aleph grumbled as he turned to look at Louis. "'s not fair."
no subject
no subject
no subject