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[windeity]

JOHN EGBERT

"We came, we saw, we kicked its ass."

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[robitussin]

[So, it's been an eventful evening of guessing at a passcode and then watching a bunch of teenagers and young adults get progressively more drunk as time goes by. At some point, as amusing as it is to watch them, she gets tired of it, and the noise makes it difficult to focus on schoolwork. As such, she seeks John out as the evening turns into night, gesturing towards the rest of the group who have had something to drink.]

Can you believe they're all...

[And then she notices his, ah, general state.]

Oh, shit. Dude, you okay?

[windeity]

[It's been a long evening and while he noticed that some of the others are busy getting their drink on, he's passing on it. He would partake maybe if he felt closer to these people, and yet he doesn't. Instead, he finds himself off and away and wandering by himself.

And yet after a while, he finds himself feeling vaguely disoriented and relaxed, blankly unaware of the feeling even as he circles camp. It...feels like he's drunk, and yet he definitely hasn't had anything to drink, so that's weird.

Nevertheless, he goes to find one of his favorite people and it's delightful that Natalie finds him first seeing how he smiles brightly.]

I can absolutely believe it. Weird, right? [He waves a hand, watching the motion for a moment.] I'm fine though? Why?

[robitussin]

I mean, you just seem kind of...

[She pauses, gesturing at him in general.]

Did you have any? I didn't see you over there.

[windeity]

[A shrug.] The funny thing is, Nat, that I used to drink a lot in high school and when I got here that kind of stopped? So it has not really appealed to me outside of some parties. Also I would not trust anything Dante brought, no offense to him.

[Then why are you drunk, John?] James and Leo seem to be enjoying it though.

[robitussin]

Well, I'm glad you don't drink a lot any more. But that kind of makes me wonder why you seem a little bit... off.

[She tilts her head, pausing.]

Do you want to sit down, or something?

[windeity]

[He shakes his head but at the same time he twirls and almost floats to the ground like a feather, sitting and waiting for her to join him.]

I have no idea. I think I'm used to it, strangely enough, but I still feel okay.

[robitussin]

[She blinks and almost reaches out to help him before she realizes he's floating to the ground, not falling. Then she just pauses for a moment before taking a seat near him.]

You're used to what?

[windeity]

The drunk feeling. I was used to it and even though it is not an everyday occurrence now it is still a thing I have a kind of immunity to. Sort of.

[robitussin]

You really don't seem immune to it right now. Also, how did you even get drunk if you didn't drink anything?

[windeity]

[...give him a sec.]

...oh that...is very clever. [What??]

[robitussin]

[Hm.]

...What?

[windeity]

[A gesture.] Nat. Who do you see drinking over there right now?

[robitussin]

[She looks over, pauses, and then realizes.]

Oh, that is so not cool.

[windeity]

Clever mechanic, but definitely not something I wanted right now? But that answers that.

[robitussin]

Okay, so... I'll just, like, stay with you for a while.

[And try to avoid potential shenanigans.]

What do you want to talk about?

[windeity]

[Thanks Nat. There's a huff of a sigh though as he shrugs.]

...I don't know. Tell me how you've been. This forest is pretty weird but I am used to weird.

[robitussin]

It's been cool. I talked to a mushroom. He told me there's a forbidden swamp and I had to stop everyone from being stupid and immediately going there once they heard it was forbidden.

[just normal things.]

[windeity]

...do you think this forest is just a giant drug trip and we're actually in a building somewhere? So much of this seems really weird but then again I remember a lot of weird stuff from my past life so I cannot question much anymore.

[robitussin]

I'd say that the weirdness is on the same basic level as mistletoe bats. Either way, I really hope this is not a huge drug trip. It would be super great if that were not true.

[windeity]

You're the one with a weed apple. [But he shifts to lay his head on her shoulder.] But I would like a non-drug trip, too. I think Dave would probably be pissed.

[robitussin]

I am the one who previously had a weed apple. What did you end up doing with that thing, anyways?

[She shakes her head.]

I would hope all of us would be angrily about being unwittingly drugged.

[windeity]

I threw it at a train on accident. [But there's a frown.] I mean I would think all of us would be angry about being unwittingly drugged but also in the grand scheme of things I would not be that surprised. Which sucks.

...I mean not that I've ever done drugs? I just drank a lot after Vic and I started dating and stuff.

[robitussin]

How do you accidentally throw an apple at a train? Anyways, I would be both angry and surprised. That would be, like, a new low for them.

[A pause.]

You know, this makes me realized that I'm probably going to get back memories of being super stoned, and I can't imagine anything less appealing.

[windeity]

Sometimes things go flying out of my sylladex while I am trying to grab other stuff. Let's hope that isn't what this is.

[There's a laugh though.] Okay, what about a memory of a parent throwing a pie in your face? Would that be less appealing?

[robitussin]

That doesn't remotely answer my question.

[But his question, in turn, gets a nod.]

I would definitely rather have a pie thrown at me.