Mustapha
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 5, 2009 22:03:18 GMT -5
(I just have to say, awesome, I have my own room hahaha!)
Clicking her tongue a little, Mustapha sighed. She pulled off her bass, not feeling much like playing today. "I am sooooooooooooooooooo bored!!!!!!!" She yelled at the roof, as if it were responsible for her troubles. She began to pace, not finding anything worth doing within the confines of her tiny room. She sure as hell couldn't go anywhere else. Everyone else would be drinking alcohol.
"Someone, anyone! Free me!" She wailed.
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 6, 2009 11:13:52 GMT -5
Scaramouche giggled drunkenly as she and Galileo hurried hand in hand down the hall in a sloppy, disorderly fashion. They had just spent the past few hours in the bar, drinking and spending time with their friends, and now they were heading back to their room to take care of some "urgent business".
She let out a loud peal of laughter when Galileo tripped over his own two feet and fell face first on the ground and due to the fact that they were holding hands, he ended up pulling her down as well. They were both still laughing as they pulled themselves slowly to their feet.
"Someone, anyone! Free me!"
Scaramouche jumped violently and nearly fell back down once again when they heard a loud voice shout out, echoing off the walls. Even with the thick, drunk, fog that blanketed her brain, the Bad-Arsed Babe could tell it was Mustapha's voice instantly. She guessed she should go see what was up with the young bassist, though sadly that would mean her alone time with Galileo would have to wait a little bit longer. She leaned upwards to explain to Galileo what she planned to do.
" I'm just gonna go see what's up with Mustapha, you go on ahead and I'll meet you in a bit." she purred in his ear, placing a single kiss below his earlobe then turning and walking towards Mustapha's room, weaving slightly.
Once she reached the door though, her drunk mind wanted to make a grand entrance into the room so the made a terrible attempt to karate kick the door open, which only resulted in her foot hitting the door with a loud knock and the rest of her falling backwards and landing on her bum.
"Owwww." she moaned, blinking blearily up at the door, upset to notice that it hadn't opened.
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Mustapha
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 6, 2009 15:34:06 GMT -5
Mustapha squealed and jumped about a foot in the air, her door slamming loudly. She whimpered suddenly and her hands shook a little as she went to open it. Last time something slammed against her door it was joined by another something and she couldn't get out till they stopped doing it on her door.
She opened the door slowly and eyed the purple haired guitarist on the floor, pouting a little at her door.
"Mouche?" She said softly, raising an eyebrow.
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 6, 2009 19:58:06 GMT -5
"Mouche?"
Scaramouche blinked and stared up at Mustapha with hazy dark brown eyes eyes. A dull grin spread across her face.
" Heeeyyyy, Mustapha!" she hicupped, trying to pull herself to her feet but soon realizing that it was more difficult without using Galileo as a human ladder and ending up falling back down on her bum with a small "oof!".
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Mustapha
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 7, 2009 15:45:55 GMT -5
Mustapha's mouth opened a little and she raised her eyebrows. "You're drunk..." She laughed, offering a hand to pull the hairy one up.
She couldn't help but roll her eyes but she still smiled, one drunken bohemian was a lot better than being alone, she thought.
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 8, 2009 19:43:45 GMT -5
Scaramouche furrowed her brow as she took Mustapha's offered hand and stood up, swaying slightly.
"You're drunk..."
" Well... that's the understatement of the day... or night." she pointed out, blinking in confusion as she tried to remember the exact reason why she had come to see the young bohemian.
" Gaz and I were headed to our room to do some stuff... which you don't really have to know... unless if you want to... but..." she trailed off lamely. She had always had a tendency to ramble when she was drunk.
The purple haired bohemian frowned once again as she struggled to grasp her jumbled thoughts to actually speak a complete sentence.
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Mustapha
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 9, 2009 16:15:44 GMT -5
Mustapha blinked slowly and opened her mouth for a second before closing it. She knew exactly what some stuff was, she had accidently walked in on them doing some stuff once or twice and on the odd occassion they had been so drunk that they came ino her room thinking it was theres, whether she was already asleep in bed or not.
"No I didn't really want to know that..." Mustapha said in a soft voice for the sake of Scaramouche, "although it's not that you can't hear you two from all across the heartbreak..." She added quietly.
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 9, 2009 21:12:20 GMT -5
Scaramouche glanced up from staring at a spot on the floor for a good two minutes and, her eyebrows knit together in confusion.
" Wha' did ye' say?" she slurred, blinking at the younger girl before continuing her previous ramblings. " As... a I was saying... Gaz and I were goin' to our room when we heard you shout... and I had to come see if you where alright."
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 10, 2009 16:41:33 GMT -5
Mustpha smiled, so the protective nature of Scaramouche was not lost under the stench of alcohol. She though for a minute, she was alright, just dead bored.
"I'm alright Mouche, I'm just really bored. I can't find anything or anyone to play with." She said, meaning play in both the senses of fun and musically.
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 11, 2009 13:07:01 GMT -5
"I'm alright Mouche, I'm just really bored. I can't find anything or anyone to play with."
Scaramouche arched her eyebrows, leaning against the wall slightly to prevent herself from falling over again.
" So that's why you where making such a... such a pointless racket?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest and trying to stare at Mustapha with a disapproving eye, but not really working out so well when she let out a small hiccup.
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 12, 2009 16:24:31 GMT -5
Mustapha looked at her feet. She felt a little stupid now that Scaramouche, even in her drunken state, was able to point that out. Instead of sobbing, she looked up with a determined glare.
"Well it's not like this doesn't happen everyday!" She growled a little, "I get left around whenever you guys want to drink because I'm not old enough, I get tossed to the side. So I think its reasonable if I'm bored!" She poked her tongue out at Scaramouche.
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 14, 2009 9:55:30 GMT -5
Scaramouche narrowed her eyes and stuck her tongue back out in return. It was not the usual type of retort she would dish out, but in her fogged over, drunken mind, it was the best she could do. She wasn't prepaired at all when she took a tiny step back, swayed violently and fell to the floor, cursing angrily.
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 14, 2009 15:58:58 GMT -5
Mustapha pressed her lips together and snorted a little as she stiffled laughter, she had seen Scaramouche drunk many times, but this time she was funny. She looked down at the confused face and smiled.
She cocked her head to the side for a minute, almost like a way an adult adores a baby. She immediately sat on the floor, facing Scaramouche, her back was upright and her hands placed on her converses. She looked a little like a meditating monk. "You alright? Hurt ya bum?" She asked, swaying a little on her own bum unnkowingly.
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Post by Scaramouche on Apr 15, 2009 9:20:18 GMT -5
Scaramouche blinked.
"Of course I hurt my bum, this is the fourth time I fell on it tonight!" she snapped, slowly pulling herself back up on wobbly legs and rubbing her sore behind. " Besides, if you fine, then I might as well just go back to my room and enjoy my time with Gaz!"
She turned and tried her best to storm away in an angry huff, not looking her best though due to the fact that she weaved slightly when she walked.
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Post by Mustapha on Apr 15, 2009 15:32:07 GMT -5
Mustapha pouted, she was only trying to be nice. She sighed on the floor and watched Scaramouche sway a little as she tried to storm of, "Bubbye..." She said quietly, a little whimper in her voice
She knew she looked pathetic right now, but it was really how she was feeling and besides, she couldn't look half as bad as the swerving Scaramouche foiling her own attempts at a little storm off.
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