012 ♐ Video ♐ I sit and spew my guts out to the open air 'cause no one wants to hear a drunken fool

[codename_duchess]

[For a split second there is darkness, and a muffled "Shit, hold on - hold on, I got it" in Archer’s voice. When he gets his hand off the camera and holds the communicator up properly he’s in his natural state (drunk), behaving normally (drinking), leaning up against a chair propping up Gary’s feet.] Hey Barge, help us out with something.

[Gary is draped over both of the chairs in Archer’s room and endeavoring to take up as much space as is humanly possible. He flips the camera a lazy salute. He is also drunk. His sunglasses are on his head. It’s a party.] We wanted to know, what are some things you’ve done? Or haven’t done? What- what are the things -

[He trails off into giggling. Archer guffaws, raising a tall glass filled with a thick pale green substance in a toast.] Mmmm. So. - Yeah, anyway, we’re playing a game. And we’re going for the record, right, buddy?

I’ve no fucking idea, [Gary replies, grinning like an idiot and finishing off his own glass.]

Jesus Christ, really? We’ve been playing this for - holy shit, four hours and eight minutes. Do you seriously think anyone’s ever played Never Have I Ever for this long before? [Archer pauses thoughtfully.] Have any of you ever played Never Have I Ever for four hours and eight minutes? [He anticipates a no, raising his Green Russian expectantly.] We’re kinda running out of questions.

[Gary reaches down to swat at Archer’s shoulder to get his attention.] Oh, waitwaitwait. Never have I ever kept a Never Have I Ever game going this long!

Except you totally have now! [Archer greets this with a cheer, punching the air as he drains down the rest of the drink in one go.]

[OOC: Truth flood joint post with this_corrosion! Both Gary and Archer are affected. Replies may come from either or both of them.]

Comments

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

[Sighing she walked over to her bed and starting henning at him. No shoes on the bed, Archer. And then she made herself a spot next to him and sat.]

If ya mean romantically, Ah don't know. If ya mean friendship, then you're just an idiot, cuz Ah love ya a lot that way.

[Well at least the flood is good for something. That was 100% true.]

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

Then you're the only one. Not even Mother loves me. Not even Lana.

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

Well, they're not here, and if they were, y'can bet Ah'd have a quite a few things ta say ta them.

[Mallory especially. That woman was overdue for a nice whack with a reality stick. Or Rogue's fist. Or both! Both would be good.]

But why don't ya think Lana loves ya? It always sounded like she cared.

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[codename_duchess]

[Archer half-lifts his head and squints at her, pulling his arms in front of him so he can approximate crossing them over his chest.]

When I died, I told Lana I loved her. You know what she said? She said "I know."

That was it.

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

Oh. Ow.

[She stands up then, quick and with purpose.]

Stay here, this conversation requires food.

[She goes to her kitchen, and comes back with chocolate macadamia nut cookies and a couple of bottles of TruMoo chocolate milk. Shut up, it's good. She settles back on the bed and puts the plate on his stomach, his bottle she holds over his face so he can take it.]

Comfort food. Don't spill on mah bed.

So, well, it's not exactly the kiss of death. She coulda said "thank ya" instead.

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

Mmn.

[When she sets the cookies down on his stomach he reaches for one and stuffs it into his mouth, grateful for the distraction.]

Maybe she should've. I died saving her life.

It'd... It'd be something.

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

Did ya save her life cuz ya love her, or because ya wanted something in return?

[Cookies made everything better. It's a rule.]

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

The first one. And she's pregnant.

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[la_belle_rogue]

[Is cuddling appropriate? Would he think she was making a move? Maybe hold off, but damn it, Archer, girl talk with you is heartbreaking.]

Then that's all that matters. Maybe you're disappointed after the fact, but it doesn't mean you're less worthy of love. Ya did somethin' big for her, with no strings. It might be she just was acceptin' the reality of it. When ya get back, then ya can see if she'll actually say the words ya want ta hear from her.

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

Maybe. [Despite the encouragement he sounds even more lost than before. This isn't something he's let himself think much about, it's too difficult a subject.] What happens if she doesn't?

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

Then ya let her go. Ya can't stay hung up on someone forever if they don't feel the same way about you.

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

That's what I had to do with Katya, and it's not fair. At all. I don't want to again.

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

No, it's not fair. And startin' over always sucks, but sometimes it's for the best. Figure out who ya are and what ya actually want for yerself without someone else. There's always a chance that the timin's just not right for ya, and down the road you'll fit better.

[Well, she's not talking from personal experience at all. Nope. Cookies.]

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

...and how do you figure that out?

[This, too, is new for him. His life has been spent working around and catering to his mother's whims and commands. There haven't been too many major decisions that were his own.]

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

When Ah do it, Ah'll let ya know.

So far, for me, it's been being alone for a while, then gettin' into a silly, fun, casual thing with an adorable, stupidly brave guy, and neither of us have any illusions about it bein' permanent or long term. We're just...havin' fun.

[She's smiling, a little wistfully, a little baffled. Dean's been good for her. She hopes she's been good for him in return.]

Maybe try that, instead of one night stands. Morgana seems fun.

[She gives Archer's leg a little nudge. She is a fan of Morgana, in that the lady demands more out of Archer in terms of behavior. He's nice to Morgana. It's kind of a big deal.]

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

Okay, but... even if Morgana wants to do that, she's not going to be there when I go home. And if Lana doesn't want me, what then? Katya ran off with Barry the mechanical penis. Do I just bang Pam until I die?

I mean no offense to Pam, but. I don't love her.

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

Then ya don't worry about it. Like Ah said, be alone for awhile. There's no shame in it. You're more than the half of a couple, Sterling.

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

I know that!

And I'm usually alone. Except for Woodhouse and the lemur. And the prostitutes.

And one of those people count.

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

How d'ya feel about Woodhouse?

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

Aw, Woodhouse isn't even a real person.

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

[At that, Rogue gives him a quick flick between the eyes.]

That is unacceptable, Sterling.

[spam for Rogue]

[codename_duchess]

Hey!

He isn't! He's a freaking house-elf in human skin!

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

[Another flick. This'll keep happening until you stop saying insensitive shit about Woodhouse, Archer.]

He's a person. This is a great example of somethin' about ya that turns people off. That man raised ya, gave his whole life t'ya, and deserves respect for that.

[spam for Rogue] cw drug abuse

[codename_duchess]

Because he got paid to! And what did he do, anyway? The day I turned six, Mother was in Guatemala and Woodhouse celebrated by shooting up in the bathroom! Jesus Christ, it's not like the guy deserves a freaking medal!

[spam for Rogue]

[la_belle_rogue]

Does yer mother just ruin every life she touches? Is that her hobby?

[Because this is clearly Malory's fault.]