soraspace | catchall post: pascal

[Continued from here

What is he doing here? Well, considering her state he really can't get terribly mad. Knowing this woman, it was likely she slept walked here. With a half amused look on his face, he gave a slight sigh.]

You're in my bed, that's what I'm doing here.

[His tone sounded half resigned if only because he didn't want to put up a fight with her at the moment.]

[Blink, blink.]

Oh. Oh, okay. That's kinda weird, isn't it? I'm pretty sure I followed the right route back to my room...

[This inn apparently has a maze of hallways for their rooms or something, IDK.]

I'm rather sure you had no clue where you were going and ended up here instead. [Because Pascal. He needs no more reasoning outside of that.]

Shall I lead you back to your room? [Part to be rid of her, part to be nice, part because he's a hypocrite and wants an excuse to hold on to her as he leads her back to her room.]

M'fine!! S'okay...s'okay...

[SHE CAN TOTES DO THIS. She swings out -- rather enthusiastically -- to swat away Hubert's hand. Wait, you mean he wasn't offering one? And it wasn't on the side she was swatting on?

Oh. Well. Guess who nearly threw herself off the side of the bed by accident. She's kinda...half-flopped over the edge of it right now, groaning. The sudden movement wasn't exactly the best remedy for her nausea and general disorientation.]

[Such actions from her don't even surprise him anymore as he gives a bit of a dramatic sigh, his fingers pressed against his glasses. Just what is he going to do with you, Pascal? Though he does go up to her and grab her shoulders in an attempt to gently sit her up. See, he is kind!]

Would you like some water?

[Since he figures it'd be best to let her stay here... getting her to her room will likely end in failure.]

[At Hubert's question, Pascal shakes her head vigorously, two-toned hair flying every which way. FUCK YOU NAUSEA, YOU DON'T EXIST -- ]

Hahahaha, silly Bro! I already drank enough, hic!

[ -- except you totally do and someone is looking as green as her gloves at the moment as she claps her hands to her mouth. Mount Pascal is about to spew!]

You certainly drank enough, all right.

[With an exasperated sigh, he tries to hold her up, until he sees that expression and... oh dear. Sorry, battle reflexes are going to kick in now as he moves to the side to avoid any possible projectiles coming his way that were once the contents of Pascal's stomach.]

[Yup. Pascal just. Kinda horks over the side of the bed. Thankfully, she misses the bed itself, but a puddle of vomit on the floor is still hella gross and smelly and probably not what Hubert wanted to deal with tonight. Pascal flops over onto her stomach again with a groan.]

Ugh...t'didn't taste like that when I drank th'stuff...

[Well that was absolutely disgusting. Good to know Amarcians digest things in the same manner that humans do... with green and brown chunks to go with it. Best not to stare at it though, the smell alone is doing wonders at making his own stomach churn.]

I imagine it did not. Now... [Gently but firmly, he grabs Pascal by the shoulders to pull her off the bed, and not step in her own vomit.] Let us get to your room. I'm rather sure you will not wish to stay here any longer.

[Gigglegiggle.] Hehehe -- if you say so, Li'l Bro! [She then jabs a finger into his chest, seriousface suddenly on.] But only if you carry me! An' you have to do it like the Capn' does with Sophie, letting her ride on his shoulders an' everything! [Because this is totally the best idea when you are tipsy off your tush, amirite.]

[And he rests his head against his fingers, trying not to full out facepalm at her. Just how much did Malik let her drink, and why would he think that was a good idea?]

I am not going to carry you. Now, I'll let you use my shoulder to balance, but nothing more.

[To be fair, it wasn't quite the captain's fault. Pascal may have snuck in more booze while he wasn't paying attention.]

Awww, come on! [Hic.] What's all your trainin' for if'n ya can't even carry an itty bitty girl like me?

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/facepalm; I forgot I never replied to this