I8DT: hobo training ((open!))

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 1:43 pm

Trev sat slumped against a tree as far away from everything as he could manage on the Quad. At the very least, he hoped to avoid further run-ins with Sam and Nailah after that horrendous encounter. The day was fading quickly to twilight, and he sat drunk out of his mind, face and eyes red from crying, a small brown paper bag filled with a bottle of something strong-smelling clutched in his right hand.

"God you're a fucking idiot," he slurred to himself before taking another swig and grimacing.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 2:02 pm

Janice was a little surprised to come across him on her walk.

"Er... let me guess, you want to be left alone?"

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 2:29 pm

"What?" he slurred, jumping slightly a the sound of another voice. "I wasn't talking to you! Goshimshorry," he said.

"Shit...wher..who are you?"

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 2:38 pm

"I'm Janice. You must be pretty new, I haven't seen you around."

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 3:56 pm

"I'm...trev," he said, interrupted by a hiccup. "Jussht got here a week or two ago...I think. You're nice," he flashed her a dumb smile.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 4:00 pm

"Is this like a long distance girlfriend thing that happened here?"

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 4:43 pm

"N...no," he hesitated, his drunken mind struggling with the question and how to respond to it.

"I uh...well. It'sh a long story, you shee..."

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 4:45 pm

"Guess it would be, if it's got you this down."

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 10:26 pm

"I had sex with a stripper who could shapeshift," he slurred far too honestly. "I ran into the woman she was changed into, and she found out. Because of a damn telleppepath,"

He took a long pull from the bottle, "I didn't know she was a stripper," he slurred.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 10:27 pm

"Uhm... okay. That's... that's pretty complicated, right there."

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 10:37 pm

Trev nodded, "Yep. You can say that again."

"Yep. You can say that again," he...repeated for himself apparently?

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 10:38 pm

"I think that's actually more complicated than you're allowed to get your first year here," she joked weakly.

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 10:53 pm

"Yes. And SHE met me on my first night here! HOW was *I* supposed to know she was a stripper. And she'd look like my German teacher. I...mean...that's just shurreal right?" he rambled on.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 10:55 pm

"See, we're going to have to downgrade that to you having gotten a bit drunk and said something unfortunate to a girl."

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:07 pm

"I'm good at that."

He was silent for a moment and then he burped.

"Fuck, I'm doing that right now. God I'm a fuckup."

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:09 pm

"Yeah, so we're just going to say that's the worst thing you've done because all this business with strippers and teachers is... ah... a little out there."

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:15 pm

"yesh," he said. "You're pretty," he said, clearly unable to filter right now.

"Where are you from?"

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:16 pm

"I'm ah... from around here, actually."

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:23 pm

"I'm from Chicago," he said, before slumping over and seeming to nod off for a second.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:25 pm

"Well, I... I don't know what they do in Chicago, but here in London it's maybe not a good idea to pass out in a public place?"

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:41 pm

"What?" he said, his head snapping up--and slamming into the tree trunk behind him. "Aw fuck, ow," he said.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:43 pm

She winced.

"Okay, just... just be careful there..."

by **Trev Anderson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:53 pm

"I...yeah. Can...I just go crawl under a rock and die now?" he asked, the pain perhaps sobering him somewhat.

"Sorry...this...is probably the most awkward introduction ever. I'm--" Trev stopped suddenly, finding that the world was spinning...badly...and it was not making him feel good.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:56 pm

"You look like you're feeling pretty sick. Maybe we should get you to the loo?"

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 12:17 am

"That...yeah. Yeah," he said, unsteadily rising, and spilling his booze all over himself in the process. "Where the hell is the...loo?"

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 12:24 am

"Well you know, the lavatory. There's one not far from here."

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 12:48 am

"Really? That's go--" Trev was cut off as he pitched over and vomited. EVERYWHERE.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:59 am

Janice blinked, dripping.

"...or you could decide not to wait."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:04 am

There was a snort from the bushes and a large wolf padded out. Slowly it changed into Murphy in her shifting clothes.

"Smells," Murphy complains.

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:09 am

"Oh god..I'm so sorry...hi...uh... Wolf girl....my best friend is a werewo--HHUUUUUURGH," he threw up. Again.

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:10 am

Janice was looking a bit queasy herself at the spectacle.

"...are you sure your mutant power isn't vomit based? Because I really didn't think you could fit that much inside you."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:12 am

Murphy tears off a piece of her sleeve and crouches to hand it to Trev, "Need water."

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:22 am

"No...I'm just loud," he said shakily. "And...I just drank. way. way too much...yeah...water...does your sleeve have water?" he asked wondering why this werewolf was tearing up her shirt for him.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:32 am

"Wipe your mouth off," Murphy says, "Smells."

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:35 am

"But won't that ruin your shirt?" Trev asked, confused, and oblivious to the fact that Murph had just ripped it out of her sleeve. It also didn't stop him from using it imediately, and without waiting for her to reply.

"Th...thank you," he said, wobbily standing up and trying to move away from the impressive puddle he'd left. "I'm Trev."

by **Hannah Murphy** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:37 am

"Murphy."

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:40 am

"There must be a lot of werewolves here. My friends Tala and Stephanie. And you. And Mr. Davis. Are you a werewolf too Janice?"

Trev was rambling on happily the vomiting already almost forgotten.

by **Hannah Murphy** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:42 am

"Yes."

by **Janice Gilbertson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 9:33 am

"Er, well, not really?" She said, raising an eyebrow at Murphy.

by **Trev Anderson** » Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:57 pm

"Oh. Sho you're like Tala...not quite a werewolf, but can still get all bitey?" he asked.

"Where am we," he asked and then laughed uproariously "ARE we. God I have a few drinks, and my English goes to shit!". He laughed.

I guess most of a small bottle of liquor counts as a few drinks?

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