Drunken walks (Closed)

[Raiden]

New York is such a great city, there is always something to do, something to see, someone to meet. In Raiden's case he was meeting the bottom of a bottle of whiskey that he had liberated from a bartender who wasn't paying attention. After taking the bottle he stepped off to the side and slid into a booth. Without thought he started to pound back the bottle as fast as he could, while the single bottle wouldn't do much to intoxicate a man of his size this happened to be the third bottle that night that he had finished. Lifting the bottle up he let the last drop touch his tongue before looking into the bottle wanting another drink from it. Disappointment that it was empty he slumped down in the booth dropping his arms to the side, one hitting the ground the other with the bottle resting on the soft cushion of the booth.

Slowly and drunkenly he stood up from the booth to head off somewhere. With each step he swayed to the left and then back to the right. The other patterns in the bar could see that he was obviously intoxicated and didn't bother to say anything as he drunkenly tried to open a push door by pulling on it. With each moment passing finding that door wouldn't open he started to get angrier and angrier. Luckily for all in the bar someone opened the door from the outside. Seeing this Raiden stumbled out the door into the fresh and cool night air. Without a place in mind he started to wander in the streets each step causing him to sway either to the left of the right. Then without even noticing it he bumped into someone. Looking down he saw it was a female, in a drunken tone he spoke. “Well.... shit sorry for bumping into ya miss, but damn you look fine.”

Krysta Fyalke

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0182- Krysta Fyalke Krysta was walking down one of the many New York roads. It was amazing how the digital world connected to everywhere. She had never been to New York she wondered if it truly never slept. Albet the sun was setting and it did still seem lively to a degree. Darric followed shifting shadow to shadow. He watched his tamer protectively. He saw the staggering man a few moments before he bumped into her. Darric was ready to pounce the moment things got sour. Krysta blushed as he complimented her. The smell of alcohol perminated his breath. At least she knew how to handle most drunks since her mom was one. "It's okay." She brought out her note pad and wrote. "Are you okay? I mean you are staggering a bit. Is there somewhere you need to go?" She didn't know New York well but she could try. If nothing else asking for directions would be okay. Leaving a drunk person alone though could be dangerous for the person who is drunk.

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[Raiden]

At first he didn't hear anything come from the female that he had bumped into, so he looked down to see her lavender hair and blue eyes, along with her holding something, that had writing on it. His vision a bit blurred he wasn't exactly able to make out what she had written down there. In a classic drunken manor of his he started to speak in his very blunt tone. “Huh, what cat got ya tongue there pretty lady? Say I need some help back to my place wanna help me out~” This would be his drunken attempt to try and pick up some random woman on the street. It wasn't his proudest moment, but then again he didn't really care, he had nothing to lose by saying this because he wasn't invested in this girl at all. That's not to say that he was a one night stand kind of guy all the time, but from time to time when the mood struck him he did like to have some fun. Either way he would soon find himself leaning against a wall needing help to stand upright.
Krysta Fyalke

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0173- Krysta Fyalke It was at times like these she wished Darric could come out. She didn't think he quite got her message. However his blatant words for assistance were met with a smile. She didn't mind helping him though her stature was far from optimal to hold him up completely on her own. "Where do you live?" She wrote and showed. After a moment she took him under the arm. Whether he answered or not. If nothing else she could check his wallet. ID's could be used to find peoples homes. Again she also decided she could ask for help if needed. Darric shook his head at his danger blind tamer. Honestly, she always tried to be friendly and kind and always ended up in trouble. He just wondered how long it would take. Darric would follow them from the rooftops. He didn't care to lose sight of his tamer. Now that she was with someone he found could be a danger to her.

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[Raiden]

He didn't hear her say anything else and started to mumble about food and drinks. Then he saw that once again she had written something down again on her note pad and once again he was far too drunk to understand what she had written on there. In his druken tone he was able to spew out some form of complete sentence. “Can't read that cuttie... Hic let's just keep walking forward, my home is somewhere in Triton.” With that said he started to take heavy steps forward, not being able to balance himself well due to being intoxicated. If she looked in his wallet she would find no form of ID nor anything to tell her who this person was. However she would find his digivice and understand that the Triton he was talking about was in the digital world.

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0225- Krysta Fyalke Krysta walked him as she tried to figure out if Triton was the name of an apartment complex or a street. She wasn't having much luck other than knowing of the one in the digital world. And it couldn't be that one....could it? She guessed a peek in his wallet would have to do. She motioned behind his back to her partner who she knew was watching. Darric saw her motion to him. He slipped out of the shadows his steps light as he followed. His tamer pointed to the mans pocket. He could only guess what that meant. He moved in and grabbed the mans wallet between his claws. It bulged surprisingly. He opened it up as he walked. No ID or cards. He looked in the pocket and pulled out the digivice. The guy was a tamer?! Or spirit user. "Oi, hold up a second." Darric finally voice and slipped both digivice and wallet into the mans pocket when they stopped. "The odds." Darric sighed. "It seems our drunkard here knows digimon." So he was talking about the digital Triton city. Krysta was kind of relieved at that. It was infinitely easier than walking around New York waiting to be mugged. Though no doubt the news and movies exaggerate stuff right?...

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[Raiden]

The streets of New York were relatively safe, unless you happened to be walking into the wrong part of town or met up with the wrong people. Luckily Raiden wasn't one to venture into the bad parts of town to drink, no even he wasn't that dumb to pick a spot that could lead to him being mugged while drunk. However the luck of all three of them wasn't that great as they had happened to stumble into some trouble. It was unavoidable between Raiden's escapades and obvious signs of being intoxicated and Krysta small height along side her having to carry Raiden, it invited unwanted attention from those who had no quarrel with fighting or causing trouble.

Soon a group of three random men apportioned the young tamer and the drunken spirit wielder. One of them held out a knife while the other two got rather close to the three. “Hey... give me everything you got.” His face was twitching as he looked as if he was on something. Without waiting for a response from them he said something again in a low voice. “I...I ain't playing games give me what you got or I'll kill you.” Those words were enough for Raiden to somewhat understand what was going on. In his drunken state he grabbed the man's arm that held out the knife and pulled it upwards as he tried to stand upright. The other two started to punch at Raiden trying to hurt him, but being so drunk he didn't care. With the knife wielder in the air lifted up by his arm he tossed him to the middle of the street and threw a punch right into the face of one of the men hitting him. “Fucking druggies.... Hey digimon ya gunna stand around or ya gunna help?”

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0231- Krysta Fyalke Darric was content to watch but a questioning gaze from Krysta made him sigh. He held up his hands his appearance no doubt terrifying and made even more so by the eyes in his hands. "Look into my eyes. You shall go home and think you had a bad trip." Darric said as they fell into a stupor. Hypnotized by the eyes in his hands. The two left like zombies. Not really registering anything. The third left alone and nursing his arm ran after them shouting. Trying to break what ever had happened to his friends. "Now then you drunken monkey. Let's get you to Triton City." He was slightly impressed that despite the staggering the fool was able to react. he probably had a higher tolerance than what he played at. Krysta just gave a polite smile. That trick never seemed to fail should he be spotted. Again Darric was left wondering what went on in that head of hers. Krysta grabbed her digivice ready to transport them. Honestly she was relieved to find out he was like her. Though she had to wonder. Where was his partner? "Where is your partner?" Krysta wrote and showed. Luckily her partner had picked up his inability to read like he had voiced sometime ago and read the sentence off to him.

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[Raiden]

Seeing the rookie digimon hypnotize the two other guys sending them walking away caused Raiden to start laughing at the sight. While it normally wasn't that funny of a sight the fact that he was drunk as a skunk made it that much more funny to him. He would lean against a wall and sink down to the ground as he continued to laugh, the fighting had caused him to sober up a bit, but not enough to the point that he could read what she had written on a pad and paper. However this time he didn't have to as it seemed that her digimon had picked up on the fact that he was unable to read.

Though hearing the question he was a bit baffled by it and gave a dumbfounded expression across his face. “Huh... partner? I ain't got that sort of thing.” Drunkenly he slowly stood up and smiled as he pulled out his digivice. “All I need is this little thing and my skills.” He had a drunken grin across his face as he stepped headfirst into the portal that she created for them to use to travel to Triton city. However as they exited into the city he fell face first onto the ground and laughed at this. “Whoops that steps a doozie~”

Krysta Fyalke

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0180- Krysta Fyalke So a spirit wielder like Darric had guessed. The guy seemed too much of a loner to have a partner. Krysta just cocked her head and followed him through her partner on her heels. She couldn't help but to smile at the laughing drunk. Why were laughing drunks always so funny to watch. They laugh for no reason and it can't help but to make a person smile. Darric just raised an eyebrow and shook his head. He was starting to get a feel for the drunkard. Serious when he had to be but otherwise useless. His tamer seemed to like the guy though. Not that big of a surprise. She liked everyone. "So big shot now where to? Got you this far might as well see you the rest of the way." Darric sighed. Krysta held out her hand and braced herself to help him up. She didn't doubt he was heavier than she could lift. However she had experience pulling people up. She always used her legs.

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[Raiden]

With his face on the ground he let out a soft groan of pain and discomfort as he slowly tried to stand upright once more. He would be on his knees with his head slowly raising upwards to look at the black digital sky. His hand would grab her's and without realizing his own strength he would end up pulling her down to land ontop of him. He would end up on his back this time with her sitting on his chest and looking at her he laughed out loud. Loud enough to cause others in the streets to turn and look at him. In his drunken state he placed a hand on her head and rubbed her hair a bit. “Ya look like a klutz right now.” He had a wide grin across his face that was a bit silly, but did have a sense of kindness to it. Slowly he moved her off of his chest by using his arms. With her off of him he slowly stood up and drunkenly started to wander off towards some location. “Come on cutie it's this way. “ He said as he was walking towards some random area in the city.
Krysta Fyalke

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0177- Krysta Fyalke Krysta would have let out a yelp if she could as she was pulled down. He was stronger than she had realized. She bushed and scratched her cheek a little as he patted her head. Darric glared at Raiden as Krysta fell. He was hating this situation more and more. The mans obvious come on's were getting on his nerves. Krysta got off him quickly watching as he staggered his way up. She gave a polite sheepish smile to those who had looked their way. How embarrassing.  "So you got a name hot shot." Darric almost spat. He didn't but there was obvious animosity. Which earned a confused look from his tamer. Wasn't his fault the guy was drunk and desperate. Though he really should just pull his tamer away instead of letting her follow him. Problem was she was taller and stronger and he couldn't digivolve on his own.  "I'm Darric and this is Krysta." He said with a half-hearted sigh after being lightly elbowed.

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[Raiden]

He smiled as he looked back at Darric and Krysta, with a drunken slurr he spoke “the names Raiden.”With that said he turned down a street clearly leading away from any sort of homes and towards the main entertainment district of the city. What the two didn't know is that Raiden had zero plans to actually go home and sleep off his drunken state, no he wanted to drink more and have more fun. So his new 'friends' would be in for a big shock as they followed him past homes and buildings and stop right in front of a bar.

Turning around to face the two his face had a huge grin on it as he grabbed the two of them. His arms wrapping around their bodies before he lifted them up and walked all three of them into the bar and dropped them on one side of a booth as he screamed out for a beer to be brought to him. He laughed a bit as the waitress came by with his beer before looking at his two 'friends' “Order up it's on me”.

Krysta Fyalke

[Krysta Fyalke]

Silence is golden For truth is rarely spoken 0172- Krysta Fyalke Krysta thought a moment as he told them to order up. She wondered what kind of drinks they served in the digital world. She never really wandered into bars. "Jolly rancher." Krysta ordered wondering if the bartender knew what that was. "A sweet apple tasting drink." Darric confirmed at the bartenders look. "I'll just take water. Someone has to act adult here." Again he was unamused. Krysta gave a sheepish grin at her partner. She wasn't a light weight her first drink was a screwdriver at 8. So that gave her eleven years of drinking experience. She took the drink happily. It tasted good but not like a jolly rancher maybe more like an apple 'tini.  "Aren't you underage anyway." Darric said amused. "Depends where you live." Krysta wrote jokingly. "I'll only have a few." "I hope so I don't want to be the only sane person around." Darric said and looked over to Raiden. The guy was a bad influence.

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[Raiden]

He started to laugh as he heard the orders. Even though he was drunk he did understand what the two were trying to do before he had dragged them into the bar. So the sudden change to them accepting him wanting to drink more was funny as all can be to him and yet he was fine with it. Her digimon wanting to be the sober and unfun one wasn't as fun to him so he placed his hand on the head of the digimon and rubbed it. “Come on little buddy drink up with us, it's no fun if you ain't drinken either.”

He quickly pounded back the beer as their orders came and ordered another three beers for himself along with a single one for the digimon. The waitress looked at Raiden and sighed before commenting to him. “You're not going to black out here again tonight are you Raiden.” With a drunk smile on his face he shook his head and pointed to Krysta and Darric. “I got them to take me back don't worry ya pretty little head about me.” She sighed before leaving the drinks and Raiden turned his attention back to Darric. “Well I got ya one drink up little buddy. As for you Krysta was it? What were ya doing back in New York? Don't seem like the type to live there.”

Krysta Fyalke