Getting Wasted

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He wasn't suppose to be in here late at night, but he was. He had crept in, long after the tavern has closed. He stood inside the back entrance, his back against the wall. Slowly, Ko crept forward. The wooden floor boards creaked under his feet, and his heart was racing with the thrill. He loved the risk, he loved getting in trouble. He wasn't very silent. Even though Ko wore jeans, his feet couldn't be kept in shoes. What were to be his feet were three, huge, brass talons that clicked up and down as he walked. They were clunky, and gears and wires snapped heavily as he moved across the floor. Whatever happened to his normal feet, they were no longer there.

A fedora was on the top of his head, it was brown and dirty. The fedora had been through everything, all the way from New Orleans. His hair was dyed a neon green, and was matted and dirty. When Ko spoke, you could see two gold teeth, rather repulsive description so far. He wore a white tank that was close fitting and a black, unbuttoned shirt. Two sets of chains were strapped to his jeans, and two checkered bandanas were tied to belt loops. Chained necklaces were strung around Ko's neck as well, and glinting rings shinned on his fingers. He certainly was a figure.

He moved unsteadily towards the bar. Swinging up a leg he slammed his "feet" into the half-door to the bad. The wood nearly splintered under Ko's force, the taloned feet chipping the wood. Once inside the bar he leaned back and looked at all the wines and beer barrels. So many different choices, he could already feel his mouth watering. No wonder he was banned from this area. Ko reached up and chose a bottle of vodka. He sloppily opened the doors and pulled out a bottle opener. With a fizz, the bottle opened and a few contents spilled over. Without thinking anymore Ko leaned his head back, messy green hair flying backwards. He put the bottle to his lips and drank the liquid. A burning sensation, he was so used to filled his throat and stomach. His whole body relaxed as the liquid hit his body. It seemed like he didn't take breathe once. He didn't pull the bottle down for the longest time, not until the bottle was empty. He slammed it in the counter wiping his mouth with a cloth. He was going to get wasted until he passed out, it was always how it worked. Ko yanked another bottle off the rack and leaned it back after opening it, chains clanking at his side. He repeated the activity, and burped. He went to put the empty bottle on the counter except missed and watched it shatter with slow eyes. No matter, what to have next. He giggled, he had broken into the tavern. It was now the funniest thing ever. After about four, full-sized bottles his head was swimming and his eyes were seeing double-vision. He could feel the urge to throw up, but resisted turning around in the bar. The double vision made his eyes water and he toppled over the side landing on his side on the floor.

[TALLULAH SAMARAS]

The question as to why she was here would be forever left unanswered . The house here was dark, which was not her preferred biome. She much liked sunny, warm, enjoyable places where she could dance in the sunshine. But, no. Not here. It was late at night, all the adults were at home or passed out in a drunken mess. Scary humans hung around here, though usually they came together for fun, right? She hoped so. This place was one of her lesser explored places. In some technicality, she wasn't allowed here. For her species she was at a physical maturity age of sixteen. Her real age, well... She should be dead by now. Truly, even after a few centuries, she was in her prime. She certainly didn't need icky substances like the ones here to ruin that. That wasn't to say she wasn't intrigued by everything here. Which explained why she was here.

Clutched in a rusty silver webbed hand was a pocket sized notepad with cute kittens and bunnies plastered all over the cover. A gel pen, which was professional in her opinion, was in the other. With the agility of a cat she leaped and bound over several counters, stopping on her toes to scribble down notes of different things. So this was the stuff humans went crazy for? It just smelled like nasty water! People died after drinking too much... How silly.

Her black full-sclera eyes seemed to liquify with her growing interest. The mass of tentacles that made up her 'hair' squirmed with growing interest of these different things. She was supposed to teach a lesson to the oddities here in the next following week about substance use, abuse and abstinence. Why they hired such a single minded creature she didn't know herself. On any case she had a duty to fulfill which was her drive to get as much detail as possible.

The tips of her pointed elf-like fin ears slightly vibrated at the sound of bottles clanking and gluttonous guzzling. Was someone still here? Her nose tilted to the air. She didn't have a superior sense of smell, but it was obvious that someone smelled rotten. In a barrel roll to the floor she creeped into the back room. There, on the floor inside, was a pathetic excuse for a man all hunched over.

Instead of standing up to meet the man the aquatic creature did an egg roll over to meet him. She blinked, which was an odd fact in itself due to the fact she was part fish. She sat on her rump and tucked her knees to her chest. In a slow, heavy motion, she reached a pointed webbed finger out. Softly, gently, as if she were performing an operation, she neared her inhuman finger to his squishy face....

Poke.

Following the swift ending motion she retreated her finger in awe of the human's warmth. She stared at it with pitch black eyes that melted with the light of the moon that was pouring in. Her focus shot from the finger to the drunken man again, the scaled appendage once more reaching to his delicate, mortal face.

Pokepoke.

Pokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepokepoke.


She ended up jabbing her finger against his face enough to give him a bruise. Her intention was not to hurt him of course. Whether or not she did was the product of her innocent experiment.

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[KO FIXER]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EBEBEB;] ◤ ◥ ✖ DÉJÀ VU DANCE WITH THE DEVUIL, DON'T BE SHY. NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP US WE CAN'T DIE. TAGS Viva WORDS Can't get to my app ;a; NOTES He is so stupid -.-     Ko giggled from the place on the floor and sat up hazily. He swung a hand to slap the fingers away, but missed heavily, but he didn't seem to care. Ko tried desperately to focus his attention on the figure in front of him. He must be really drunk right now if he was really seeing what he was seeing. He grinned up at her, his gold teeth sticking out like a sore thumb. He rubbed his eyes slightly before shaking his head. It resulted in a horrible banging in his head filled with pain. He stumbled to his feet, and moved a hand around for any more open bottles. Finding one he guzzled down more liquid and faced her again. "Now. What the hell are you? I would say who the hell are you but I don't know if I can."

[/color] Ko made little sense as he leaned back against the counter. His metal feet clanking heavily like a claw machine handles as he took a step backwards.

He giggled at her, his eyes trying to focus on her body. It was a she, it must be a she. "Did you stay out in the ocean to long, looks like a fish threw up all over you."[/color] Ko burst out laughing, and pointed at the fins on her hands. He slouched up close to her, his wandering eyes trailing down to her chest. "You're either one hell of an imagination, or this place really is a walking freak show."[/color] Ko said trailing a hand on her chest, the metal rings grazing her barley, the gems sparkling in the moonlight. "So you want a drink or what? I wouldn't blame you if I walked into town looking like that."[/color] Ko curled away from her, and staggered over broken glass.

He reached into his faded, jeans pocket and pulled out a lighter and cancer-stick. He plucked it in his mouth and pulled the lighter to his mouth, cupping his hands. In a flash of fire, he had it lit. He puffed out a cloud of smoke, the smell powerful and rancid to anyone but Ko. "Want one?"[/color] He handed her the package. He was truly high as f*** right now.

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[TALLULAH SAMARAS]

At the sound of the giggle the creature went from a confused gape to a wide grin. Shark-like teeth filled this grin, giving her a more devilish appearance than a pleased one like she wanted. On her fin-like feet she jumped backwards and almost immediately sold up when he did so. Her grin failed to softened a bit when he addressed her, due to the fact he only pumped her up even more. What was she going to say? Her unstable mind raced with possibilities. Of course! Introduction time!

In a quick motion she jabbed a thumb towards her chest as if she needed to clarify the creature Ko was addressing. "I'm a Tallulah named Siren!" Her shrill voice rang out, too excited to realize her mistake. Of course after a second or so she realized her terrible mistake. Almost gasping she placed both her fins on Ko's shoulder as if she didn't mind that he found her weird looking. "Wait!... Switch that! Wrong order. Sorry." Though her English was choppy and accented oddly, it was impressive of how fast she had picked up the language. Despite her landmark Ko didn't seem to care. No matter. "What's you name? You have green hair. Green is grass. They both begin with G." Without something to channel her mind towards, Tallulah fell in the nasty habit of blathering whatever the hell was on it.

Her mind did go onto somewhat of a track when Ko began to stare her down rudely, which, to her, was a foreign concept. When he asked her a question regarding her species she took it as a legitimate interrogative sentence rather than a smart remark. "Nope! I was hatched like this from a little egg at the bottom of the sea! My birth figures made me this way through..." Tallulah then looked down to see that he was trying to touch those odd... Things her species possessed but used for absolutely nothing. In her species, the 'greater' sirens had them for their own beauty, or so they said. The two species of sirens lacked many similar features, though were built almost exactly the same... Except the greater sirens had no legs nor were more fish than human. It was an unnecessary feature to them, therefore Tallulah literally thought nothing about it. "I think I'm real... Wait a minute... If you touched me then I exist!" She exclaimed excitedly while bouncing up and down.

Her fit of sporadic movements had ceased once a question of whether or not she wanted a drink came up. She tilted her head, wondering why he wanted to consume the nasty substance. Sending her tentacle-hair everywhere she shook her head no. Before she could say anything he offered her a cigarette as well. What was with this man and liking nasty things? "No, those are bad for me! They'll hurt my gills." She mumbled with a near pouty face, poking the squishy water-pack over her respiratory system as if to indicate it. "Those aren't nice to human lungs either. They also make you smell icky. You don't want to smell icky, do you? You smell like you're sick. Humans shouldn't smell sick. They should just be it. Are you sick? You should eat soup. Humans like soup." Tallulah blurted out as if she was truly upset. In a rushed movement she placed her fin on his head as if to take his temperature. She sure liked physical contact to prove her point.

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[KO FIXER]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EBEBEB;] ◤ ◥ ✖ DÉJÀ VU DANCE WITH THE DEVUIL, DON'T BE SHY. NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP US WE CAN'T DIE. TAGS Viva WORDS 526 NOTES My avatar just won't work, makes me mad >.< Also, Ko is now trying to get her to do shots. Joy.     Ko gasped for air as he continued his sporadic laughing fits. He stopped for a second as he looked at her shark teeth. There was pure silence, and then he was gasping for air and laughing again. He shook his greasy, green hair from his eyes, showing dark, brown eyes. "I'm a Tallulah named Siren!" He looked up at the ceiling as he tried to calculate what she was saying, and realizing it made no sense. ”What is a Talla-la-la?” Ko said, the word obviously way too much for his drunk mind. He nodded furiously when she quickly said it was backwards. ”You know what Talla-la-la. You look like Flippers to me. I mean look at those hands.” Ko said while swatting at her hand she was pointing at his own chest. "What's you name? You have green hair. Green is grass. They both begin with G." Ko’s mind tried to keep up with her chatter, and he fell heavily against the slick bar’s surface. There was a loud, rusted, clank of metal as he dragged his foot from the floor. ”My name is Ko. Yup, just call me Ko Flippers. You like my hair?” He proceeded to twirl a strand around his fingers, his rings flashing by. He took another drag of his cigarette, and puffed the smoke out with a flash. The moonlight danced on the floor, and the red ember of his cigarette the only other light. "Nope! I was hatched like this from a little egg at the bottom of the sea! My birth figures made me this way through..." Ko’s head lolled to the side. ”Man, what crack are you smoking….and when can I get some?” Ko grinned as she told her little story. He probably wouldn’t even recognize her in a day when he was sober, or locked up by the Ringmaster. No matter, Ko lived for trouble. Ko’s head followed her bouncing with much interest, her chest responding to the bobbing with great enthusiasm. ”Hurt me?” Ko exclaimed with mock shock. ”Well sweetheart, if that is even a good word to describe you…I ain’t dead yet, am I?” He really could be an ass sometimes, and that was the code he lived by. ” I am not sick, just a little tipsy.” Ko said and reached up and slowly removed her hand from his forehead. ”I bet you never even have tasted this stuff.” Ko said, and he stood up and moved around the bar. He kneeled down, and as he did you could hear little whirls and snapping of gears. He pulled up two small glasses. They were really small, enough to fit in the palm of his hand. He then reached over to a small fridge and pulled out a beer. ”We are going to have some fun tonight. I’m going to give you a small amount, but you are going to pour it down your throat really fast, don’t let it linger in your mouth. I promise, you’ll be wanting more after your first shot.” Ko grinned, and poured in the liquid. ”It’s only a small amount, what could ever go wrong?

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[TALLULAH SAMARAS]

Though Tallulah was a rather naive creature, she knew when she was being made fun of. Still, this human seemed harmless... He was just a little rude was all. Tallulah still kept that shark-toothed grin on her face and laughed along with Ko. After all, any laughing is good laughing. "Hehe, I'm Tallulah, not Tall-la-la! It's Ta-Lu-Lah." She corrected him in a playful tone, her solid black eyes teeming with life. Though she was still playful, she found it somewhat odd that Ko had such a hook to how much of a monster she was. She knew she wasn't by any means normal, but there just had to be something wrong with Ko for him to be here. She lifted her fins to her alien-esque eyes and tilted her head. "My hands? Silly, they're my fins! I can't swim without them, duh!" She explained light-heatedly while flexing the rubbery webbing between her fingers.

At this point, the room was filled with laughter. One from the drunkard who laughed at his own jokes; the other, sounding much like a dolphin, laughing at how ludicrous her acquaintance was. "It's nice to meet you Ko! But Flippers is my nickname. You said so yourself." She pointed out as she hoisted herself to a counter, kicking her legs in order to send her shark fins wobbling. Tallulah listened to Ko's accusations and ramblings and couldn't help but to feel bad for the man. Seriously, how far did he have to plummet to reach this low? It was kind of sad, actually. "Crack? Hm, can't say I really want or have tried cocaine. I hear its bad for you. It may get stuck in my gills or something and I could get really hurt. Plus I'm a teacher! I have to set a good example, that's what everyone is telling me." Her job! That's why she was here- to research the effects of drugs and alcohol. Lucky for her it looked like she found the perfect test subject. He didn't care that he was hurting himself and only mocked one of the few that cared. She frowned, but only slightly. It was more like a weak smile. "Just be careful, okay?" She finally dismissed with concern in her tone. Her happy-go-lucky attitude returned shortly after as she smiled yet another lethal smile. "You can describe me anyway you want! I don't mind anything!" It was true, she didn't. She was proud of her species and who she was. No one could take that away from her.

Unfortunately, it seemed like Ko wanted to drag the sea creature down with him. She watched with a tilted head as Ko pulled out alcohol for... Her? This was the absolute last thing she wanted to get herself into, that and a tuna can. Her bottom lip puffed up a bit as the decision came to her disdainfully. She couldn't be rude, but she couldn't get drunk either. There was no telling what it could do to her body. Tallulah shook her head, sending metallic tentacles all over the place. "I can't have alcohol. I don't know what it'll do to me! The only liquid that should come into my body is water! And maybe juice. Only some kinds though. Juice is good, I really want some now..." Her expression grew wide as she realized how she had side tracked. "I don't think so. Maybe we could have fun some other way! Like... Hm... Storytime! What makes you an oddity? You seem very human-ly compared to others here." There. Maybe that would change the subject.

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"Okay, Flippers."

[/color] Ko said, completely ignoring her correction of her name. Yes, this name was going to be sticking for quite some time. Still in the subject of hands, Ko sighed dramatically. "I can't swim! I end up rusting, sinking, and drowning!" Ko's words slurred together, as he spoke. He hiccuped loudly and shook his head angrily when she told him how all the substances could hurt him. He hated when people told him things like that. It made him start to realize all the damage he has done to himself, and then he started feeling. He couldn't afford that, too many years of pain had wiped it from his system. Now he depended on the drugs and alcohol to be able to keep high and not thinking. He tried to forget. Though his anger changed quickly to surprise. "You're a teacher?!"[/color] Well he hadn't shown up for class in a good few years. Who would let this woman even teach? Didn't seem like she had her head screwed all the way on.

"Oh, my oddity."[/color] Ko reached down and lifted up his faded jeans, chains sliding out of the way. When he lifted up his leg, underneath was quite a shock. Instead of human legs there were huge, brass plates that connected to one another. They were layered like scales and wires, screws, and gears held them together. They looked solid, heavy, and uncomfortable. Instead of a foot there were three, talons that could retract and unfold. The color of the plates ranged from a shiny brass to a greasy silver. It looked like someone took random scraps and tried to screw them together. " I would show you my full form, but I can't in here."[/color] Ko spread his arms and ended up falling forward a bit.

"Now. How do you know, if you've never done it. Come on, I'll do them with you. It will just be fun. You won't even notice a thing."[/color] He picked up a glass. "Cheers?"[/color][/blockquote]

[TALLULAH SAMARAS]

This man was truly a walking tragedy. Seriously, Tallulah couldn't fathom what had happened to Ko to make him sink this low. Still, he deserved some sort of friendship, even if he wasn't the nicest person to her. "Flippers is fine. I'd be lying to say it didn't fit me." She shrugged it off with a gesture of her scaly shoulders. At his little story the hint of concern grew within her as he explained.... Rusting? What did he mean by that? She was doomed to find out, though she wouldn't be surprised by anything she could see. "Yep, I teach the school here. Mainly high-schoolers though, teenagers are such strange humans". Tallulah pointed out while she was thinking. In all technicality, she was one herself. True she was a few centuries old, but that didn't stop her from the occasional physical-maturity based thought.

Well, it seemed like he would finally give her a straight answer to something. It's also appeared that she would finally understand what he had meant by rusting. Tallulah's wide eyes showed no surprise or shock over him revealing his robotic legs. Sure, normal people didn't have them, but it didn't concern Tallulah in the slightest. Her reaction to the artificial appendages was awfully typical for her. In a smooth slide she dismounted the counter and came eye level to his shins. Much like his face earlier, she proceeded to jab his leg repeatedly. It wasn't squishy, but it felt funny all the same. "Ooooooo shiny! These are really cool. I like them." Tallulah exclaimed, marveling her reflection that was warped from the grime and the curve of the plate. She stuck out her tongue and giggled before ultimately rolling back. "True form? What's that like? Is it also shiny? Wait! Are you not really a human...?" The sea creature wondered while being lost in thought, instantly leaping back to the counter once she was finished.

Again, Ko was offering her a taste of alcohol. Would she do it? Well, she certainly wasn't going to become anything like Ko. Plus there was a first time for everything. She was only going to drink for experimental purposes, anyway. Might as well live the human experience. "But it looks so gross..." Tallulah whined before extending one of her longer tentacles to pick up a glass. The copper toned tentacle clenched the glass in a sucker-filled grip. She sniffed the glass and looked back to Ko. "It's not going to do anything, is it?"

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[KO FIXER]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EBEBEB;] ◤ ◥ ✖ DÉJÀ VU DANCE WITH THE DEVUIL, DON'T BE SHY. NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP US WE CAN'T DIE. TAGS Viva WORDS 374 NOTES Got it to work! Whoot!     Ko picked up his own shot. He knew when enough was enough. He would probably have excess vomit if he did shots on top of the bottle of vodka he had consumed. He would just fake it, it would be fun. Everything was fun to Ko, and this would be the greatest. He couldn't believe this chick was a school teacher, it almost made him start laughing again. He quickly snuffled the laughter. That, is just weird." Ko drawled out in a too long voice, over emphasizing weird. Ko snorted loudly, and hiccuped again. He watched her hop off the counter, her movements coming in flashes and blurs to his slowed mind. His head spun in circles as he tried to figure what she was doing. He sloppily went to fix his brown and old fedora on his head, but ended up just making it worse, and it falling on the side of his head. A gem earing could be seen pierced in his ear. When she poked with a fin hand on his legs, he couldn't feel it, but only watch. He had lost feeling below his waist and "lower regions" years ago when he had the legs placed. If the metal was ripped from his waist, it would be excruciating pain, and he would most likely die from the nerves being ripped from him. "Like them? Well from your viewpoint maybe."

[/color] He spat, but he was use to it. He listed up one of the metal legs and moved the claws, the tips touching and releasing. He set it back down, but his balance was so weak he tipped over and almost fell. "Oh yes, it is very shiny. I gain double the legs and a tail!"[/color] He became quite talkative again, as the alcohol made him act giddy and silly. "I am human as any human!' He snapped, even though he knew he really wasn't. Not anymore. He grew super excited and smiled widely, the gold teeth glinting brightly. He winked heavily at her. "Only make you want another!" He said indicating towards the drink.


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[TALLULAH SAMARAS]

Tallulah watched the tipsy man stumble around the storage room with much interest. What was this guy like when he was sober? That was a good question. Hopefully he was a nice person. Maybe he had a Jekyll/Hyde complex going on. The only way to tell was to meet him on his 'off days'. "Hey, I've got a lot of knowledge up in my good ole noggin. It may not seem like it, but I'm a smart cookie!" Mmmm... Cookies. She could really go far a jar-full right now. Thank god she had a practically impossible metabolism. She couldn't swim well if she was tubby, right?

Though she had lost her train of thought for a second it was quickly regained through a physical shake of her head. Her tentacles squirmed in confusion as Ko grew suddenly mad about his oddity. It didn't look comfortable, no, but he could be accepted for it. "Maybe one day you'll find something good in your oddity. A lot of people do here!" Tallulah did her best to reassure Ko the brightest she could. There was no sense in being mopey about something that was impossible to fix. She honestly thought that cyborgs were one of the coolest things about human science fiction. Maybe one day Ko will think the same way. When he did mention an addition to his oddity however she neatly freaked. "There's more?! Oooooo that's so cool!... Man I need to get a thesaurus. I need more words!" She squealed giddily while kicking her finned legs. After pondering upon Ko's deformity, Tallulah's mind once more sidetracked to the shot glass trapped inside her tentacles. Oh yeah. That.

More unease came to her as she realized that she could become potentially like Ko if she wasn't careful. He was cool and all, but really wasn't the most desirable person to be. Hm, what could she say to decline him? A fact about her being came to her as she remembered her species' basis. "Ooh! I totally forgot. I can't have anything besides water or it might make me sick. It'll go straight to my gills if I'm not careful. I don't wanna be poisoned!" She cried out apologetically, her black as night eyes showing some him of regret. Would he get mad? As soon as she started feeling guilt her mind tracked off to something else. He was wearing a hat! Without thinking her 'hair' reached out and snatched up the filthy fedora. She placed it loosely upon her very much alive head and giggled like a dolphin. "Your hat is cool. Can I wear it? I like hats."

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EBEBEB;] ◤ ◥ ✖ DÉJÀ VU DANCE WITH THE DEVUIL, DON'T BE SHY. NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP US WE CAN'T DIE. TAGS Viva WORDS NOTES Gthis was so random     Ko was starting to get impatient and wanted to party already! He tapped his finger son the counter-top as more moonlight washed in through the windows. "I am sure you a very smart person."

[/b] Ko said nodding wildly and putting as much sarcasm in his voice as he could. He ended up nodding too much, and the world became very dizzy. He took another smoke, and blew out. He watched the fumes drift lazily across the room before fading away into the rancid smell. He gave a "puh" at her comment about finding something good in his oddity, Maybe one day he would. Maybe on day he would see what evil he had done and fix it. For all Ko cared right now, he was headed straight to hell, he sure wasn't going up. "Maybe for pulling the carts!."[/b] He said with a loud hiccup, and with way to much drama and emotion in his voice. HE gave a loud belch.

ko felt something being removed from his head-his hat! Ko tried to jump and grab it, but missed by a good five seconds. His messy green hair, fell even more around his face, and landed around his shoulders. Ko shook his head madly, shaking hair from his face. "You are wearing my head."[/b] Ko stated the obvious, pointing at her with a fedora. He watched the tentacles fly everywhere around his hair, with a slightly raised lip and disgusted look. He started to laugh again, and couldn't stop. It was becoming a thing. "Glad you like my hat."[/b] He said and moved his head. "Come on sugar, you and I will make the perfect destruction."[/b] He said with a wink and put his elbows on his table, and his hands under his chin, wobbling all the while. "Well suit yourself. You're no fun after all."[/b] Ko said a sigh, but ended up falling over on the floor. So he decided to sit there with his arms crossed like a little kid.


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[TALLULAH SAMARAS]

Tallulah pouted her lip out as she knew Ko was mocking her. It wasn't nice nor was it true. Maybe if he showed up in one of her 'correctional' classes she was assigned to do then he would learn. A devious yet harmless grin came across her face as she thought of karma getting back at him. It would be hilarious. "Silly Ko, don't you know that you can't judge a book by its cover?" She giggled with a small wink.

The man obviously didn't like talking about his metallic legs, so she dropped the subject. Her tentacle hair nearly squirmed the fedora off as she suddenly got an off feeling about Ko when he looked at her funny. What, did she have something on her face? Maybe the whole fish thing was hard to take in. People were silly. "Nope! I don't get drunk. Do you wanna be responsible if I die?" He probably couldn't even care less, she realized right after. How else could they have fun? Did the only way he had fun revolve around alcohol? She sighed and shook her head, sliding to the ground while leaning against the counter. Talking to this guy was exhausting. He did deserve some companionship, though. He really did seen pretty lonely.

Like the fish she was, her short-spanned mind diverted to the shiny limbs Ko possessed. They were really quite something, something that she really liked. Did he need them? How did he get them? Yawning without much thought, she stretched her arms and ended up patting Ko's thigh, not feeling the depression of something that felt like a button. "Maybe we'll find something fun to do that isn't booze-related. You must have a talent in something..." She looked up to him with a small smile

{Sorry for the lateness. And feel free to change this if you don't agree ^-^}

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