37th Sphere
Aug. 15th, 2010 01:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
got_blitzed[So, guess who's wandering around town half in the bag after finding out that his favorite summoner lost an arm to get back healing magic that can't even regenerate the missing arm in question? THIS GUY. Jecht staggers through town with a six pack of beer in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other. He's already done some pregaming, so by the time he hits the streets he's pretty wasted already - after all, he hasn't touched a drop of booze since the shoopuf incident with Braska and Auron back at the Moonflow. It all seems so long ago now, but it doesn't even matter anymore. Not right now, at least. Jecht crumples the beer cans and tosses them to the side as he finishes them, and eventually ends up outside the post office at around 2 in the morning.]
"Sons of bitches! Couldn't just leave her the fuck alone, could you?"
[Chugs another beer, crushing it in his hand and tossing it at the front of the building.]
"Fuck you, Mayfield, and your goddamn post office!"
[And he'll just be standing there yelling at the building for as long as he's still got booze, taking a swill of the whiskey every so often between slurred insults. Once it's empty, he hurls it at the building too, shattering it against the wall and sending glass shards spraying all over the sidewalk in front of it.]
"Sons of bitches! Couldn't just leave her the fuck alone, could you?"
[Chugs another beer, crushing it in his hand and tossing it at the front of the building.]
"Fuck you, Mayfield, and your goddamn post office!"
[And he'll just be standing there yelling at the building for as long as he's still got booze, taking a swill of the whiskey every so often between slurred insults. Once it's empty, he hurls it at the building too, shattering it against the wall and sending glass shards spraying all over the sidewalk in front of it.]
