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codename_duchess[Archer's taken up his place at the bar again. It's not a video feed, but it's easy to tell from the clink of glass, the murmur of talk in the background, the occasional sound of liquid pouring, and Archer humming in approval. His third Green Russian of the afternoon's put him in a good mood.]
Mmm. Jesus, no wonder Pam uses heavy cream for these.
Okay, I know I come down really hard on you guys, and I think we all know why. Truth is, it kind of sucks here. Not anywhere near as much as it sucked in that other here, but it does. I mean, you go from being the world's greatest secret agent, knee-deep in money and women, to a freaking inmate in the world's most dysfunctional prison, and you see how freaking cooperative you are. Especially when they take away your booze.
[Sip.]
The truth is, though, some of you don't totally suck. Not naming any names, build up your self-esteem on your own time. But some of you are reasonably bearable, and.
Thank you, for that.
So now that we're sharing secret warm fuzzies, anyone who helps me get this keg out of here gets to hear what boy's name I doodle in my notebooks.
[OOC: It's the White Flag flood and Archer is affected, meaning he is slightly nicer and more emotionally honest than normal. As usual, the more liquor people pour into him the more he'll talk about his feelings, toward them or others! Get him really, really drunk, and he might talk about his feelings toward himself.]
Mmm. Jesus, no wonder Pam uses heavy cream for these.
Okay, I know I come down really hard on you guys, and I think we all know why. Truth is, it kind of sucks here. Not anywhere near as much as it sucked in that other here, but it does. I mean, you go from being the world's greatest secret agent, knee-deep in money and women, to a freaking inmate in the world's most dysfunctional prison, and you see how freaking cooperative you are. Especially when they take away your booze.
[Sip.]
The truth is, though, some of you don't totally suck. Not naming any names, build up your self-esteem on your own time. But some of you are reasonably bearable, and.
Thank you, for that.
So now that we're sharing secret warm fuzzies, anyone who helps me get this keg out of here gets to hear what boy's name I doodle in my notebooks.
[OOC: It's the White Flag flood and Archer is affected, meaning he is slightly nicer and more emotionally honest than normal. As usual, the more liquor people pour into him the more he'll talk about his feelings, toward them or others! Get him really, really drunk, and he might talk about his feelings toward himself.]
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Date: 2013-11-10 11:45 pm (UTC)[Iris watches with detached interest as he assembles the drink; if she didn't have two livers and a constitution that requires her to biofeedback herself to be affected by alcohol at all, she probably wouldn't be able to handle very much of that.
She raises the glass and knocks back a sizeable swallow.]
...Oooh, it's like minty liquorice allsorts. I like. Bring over the bottles, someone'll get narky if I make you keep getting up.
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Date: 2013-11-11 03:20 am (UTC)If Pam had made that you'd be on the floor by now.
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Date: 2013-11-11 03:19 pm (UTC)Might still 'appen, lovey, you never know your luck. Keep 'em coming.
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Date: 2013-11-11 04:22 pm (UTC)[pub]
Date: 2013-11-11 11:30 pm (UTC)...bit like some people I could name.
Um, cool and rich, I mean. That's what I meant. And not at all green. Not yet.