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[shikomizue]

Who: Takasugi Shinsuke (shikomizue) & Others | CLOSED
What: Catch-All for July/August/September
When: July 16th - September
Where: Nadril, Olympia, Wyver
Warning(s): Alcohol Consumption, Sexual Content, TBA

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[shikomizue]

[A struggle Takasugi is determined to win - Gintoki's grip has always been strong, and his instincts acute. Even when drunk, he'd win more fights than he'd lose. But Takasugi perseveres, and wrenches hands away to get a glimpse at the man's face. It looks somehow... older? Maybe that's the alcohol poisoning or the diffused light throughout the shroud of humidity. He doesn't dwell on it, for now, because he sees the tell in Gintoki's eye that something bad is about to happen. The only one Takasugi helps is himself; he throws Gintoki back against the wall as he leaps away. Far enough to avoid any chunks, but some splatter still flecks his pant legs. Disgusting.] Get it all out now. [Patient? He doesn't sound patient, but he's waiting for the drunk to recover at least a little.]

[pachintoki]

[Being thrown against a wall doesn't really help, and Gintoki manages to get way too much barf on himself. He'll do his best to let his body take it's course, and then he's scooting away, trying to avoid a really unpleasant smell that isn't coming from puke.

If he has to keep smelling it he'll probably barf again; the fact that it's on his clothes doesn't help at all; he's whipping off that gross shirt and well--

He'll throw it at Takasugi. The most helpful friend a drunk guy could have.]

Hnnn. . . you should've just let me sleep [blugh; he'll take a deep breath, wrinkling his nose.] . . . sleep it off, asshole.

. . . what do you even want? [He can't help but be curious. He also wants his shirt back. ]