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Post by Cavalier on Nov 13, 2011 22:59:59 GMT -5
Cav couldn't have cared less who they ran into, so long as he found himself some pillows to recline against and an opium pipe to suck on. He'd only smoked the stuff once, but it had knocked him on his ass. Which is exactly the feeling he wanted now.
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Post by Goblin on Nov 13, 2011 23:08:12 GMT -5
They passed the docks, which were empty except for a couple making out on the pier, and Goblin led Cav through a couple of sketchy alleys, toward the incredibly sketchy neighborhood where they would find Sharkey's. "Do we even have money for this?" he wondered aloud, rummaging through his pockets. Opium was expensive. He'd never been here before or touched the stuff, but his sister had, and he'd made her describe the route to him in case he ever had to go looking for her.
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Post by Cavalier on Nov 13, 2011 23:12:32 GMT -5
"I got some. Had a good week, and I don't spend it on nothin', so...This it?" He looked at the dark and dingy building ahead of them. It was perfect.
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Post by Goblin on Nov 13, 2011 23:17:04 GMT -5
"This is it." He shuddered at the thought of Clara coming here alone. What the hell was she thinking? But he could afford it--he'd barely been eating all week--and the sickly-sweet smell drifting through the open door was tantalizing. He went in with Cav and approached the Chinese man who ran the place, quietly paying for a pipe. The other people flopped on pillows throughout the smoke-filled room were already in worlds of their own.
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Post by Cavalier on Nov 13, 2011 23:20:46 GMT -5
Cav followed suit, finding them a private little corner where they could have their own pipe. He flopped down, the booze mixing with the second-hand smoke in his head and he gave a lopsided kind of grin. "I have genius ideas occasionally."
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Post by Goblin on Nov 13, 2011 23:27:36 GMT -5
"You say that now," Goblin said, grinning back even as he vaguely wondered what the hell was going to become of them by the end of the night. He took a hit off the pipe and immediately choked, assumed it would get easier with practice, and handed it to Cav. Breathing in the secondhand smoke while he waited for his next turn, he felt his head clouding, his thoughts spinning out of control, and flopped back on the pillow. "This is...wow."
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Post by Cavalier on Nov 13, 2011 23:33:02 GMT -5
Cave sucked and puffed, then laid back comfortably, almost snuggling into the pillows as he handed the pipe back to Goblin. "Toldja' so."
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Post by Goblin on Nov 13, 2011 23:40:08 GMT -5
This time, he inhaled a little more slowly and managed not to have a coughing fit. As the stuff entered his lungs, he could feel himself relaxing, spiraling away from all his worries. Which actually terrified him. He fought it for a few seconds, struggling to hold on to reality, and then he remembered exactly what reality was. Eastman taking Maggie, hurting her, raping her. Maggie leaving him and running into someone else's arms.
Oh, and his father. His mother. Her boyfriend. Life on the streets, cold and hungry and scared of everything. The Refuge, the lashes on his back, Riddle, Snyder...
He gave in to the drug, and barely managed to pass the pipe back to Cav.
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Post by Cavalier on Nov 13, 2011 23:46:20 GMT -5
Cav, for his part, didn't fight the feeling. Why fight it when the alternative was far shittier?
His asshole abusive father, his mother too weak to fight him, letting his still-born brother take her with him, growing up on the streets because he didn't have a choice, the Refuge...and Footsteps. A girl too good to be tainted by the likes of him.
He took another inhale of smoke, turning his head enough to look at Goblin. It was ironic that the one person he called a friend was as equally fucked up as he was. Maybe even more so.
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Post by Goblin on Nov 13, 2011 23:55:51 GMT -5
"You're right," Goblin said dreamily, now that he was drifting and had let everything else fall away. "This was a good idea." He took the pipe back, had another hit, and set it down, relaxing for the first time since he last held Script in his arms.
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Post by Cavalier on Nov 13, 2011 23:58:38 GMT -5
((Aw, it's sooo SAD!!!))
He smirked, glad to take full credit. "Ya know. You're the only person I trust enough to do this with." Being high apparently made Cav sentimental.
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Post by Goblin on Nov 14, 2011 0:07:29 GMT -5
((I know!  Also, LOVE Sentimental!Cav. But I love all the Cavs.  Gotta hurry up and get Footsteps freed!)) "Same here...well, 'cept Clara...but I wouldn't smoke with my sister, that'd be weird..." He took in another lungful and closed his eyes happily. So much better than cigarettes. ((Alas, bedtime!)) |
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Post by Cavalier on Nov 14, 2011 0:10:28 GMT -5
((Seriously! And good night!))
He smirked again. "Is it weird if I say your sister's pretty, since you and her look so much alike?" The conundrum of all men who found their friends' sisters attractive.
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Post by Goblin on Nov 14, 2011 0:14:14 GMT -5
((I just wrote half this post before I remembered I was going to bed. So after THIS, I'm going to bed!  'Night! <3)) "No...maybe...I don't think I can tell you what's weird right now." He was pretty sure he could see kittens playing in the smoke. "She's got that great hair, from our mother." He could see that in the smoke too, the silky white-gold tendrils of Celeste and Clara Pearson's hair. |
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Post by Cavalier on Nov 14, 2011 0:16:42 GMT -5
((Haha, go to bed!))
Cav watched him, taking another small puff on the pipe. "Are you one a' those that worries about turning into your parents?"
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Also, LOVE Sentimental!Cav. But I love all the Cavs. 
Gotta hurry up and get Footsteps freed!))
'Night! <3))