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[ McCree pls. It takes him a while to arrive because he has to go grab a giant bottle of water that he is definitely going to make McCree drink. He's fully armored when he shows up, hood pulled down over his helmet.]
Does this place open so early specifically for you?
Does this place open so early specifically for you?
[ by that point, the previous day (and night's) events were catching up with him. the cowboy is flopped over against the bar, his hat on the counter next to him. the serape is bundled into a half-assed attempt at a pillow, the side of his face resting against his forearm.
he'd built himself a small army of empty glasses, the nearest still almost full of something that is most definitely not water. ]
Got connections.
[ okay, so maybe he's a little worse for wear. he had to fill the time somehow. ]
he'd built himself a small army of empty glasses, the nearest still almost full of something that is most definitely not water. ]
Got connections.
[ okay, so maybe he's a little worse for wear. he had to fill the time somehow. ]
[ It.. it's 9 am Jesse. This is a little pathetic.]
Connections.
[He sits down next to him, sliding the glasses away from Jesse and plonking down the giant bottle of water.]
You are probably making this places' fortune. Here. Drink.
[ And because he expects that Jesse is just going to groan and complain he grabs his hand and puts it next to the water in case he's forgotten how to grip bottles that aren't whiskey glasses.]
Connections.
[He sits down next to him, sliding the glasses away from Jesse and plonking down the giant bottle of water.]
You are probably making this places' fortune. Here. Drink.
[ And because he expects that Jesse is just going to groan and complain he grabs his hand and puts it next to the water in case he's forgotten how to grip bottles that aren't whiskey glasses.]
[ the scrape of the heavy bottomed glass against the counter surface at least made him stir, just enough to look bleary eyed at it. he wasn't quite sure when he'd gotten a hold on the water -- or how he managed to even do that -- but he's not in any rush to actually lift it.
that doesn't feel like alcohol, genji. ]
that doesn't feel like alcohol, genji. ]
[Plan B is to dump him in a lake. Solve two problems at once: sobering up and hydration.
Unfortunately Genji is pretty sure he can't pick McCree up. And he's not mad enough to drag him away by his ankles. Yet.]
Water. Drink up and then I will help you back to whatever filthy place you are staying at.
Unfortunately Genji is pretty sure he can't pick McCree up. And he's not mad enough to drag him away by his ankles. Yet.]
Water. Drink up and then I will help you back to whatever filthy place you are staying at.
[ that at least earned a grunt, which could be classified as progress. loosely. it was on the way to actual words.
he looked at the water for a few long seconds more, finally pulling it closer. more of it spilled on the counter than actually made it into his mouth, but he tried. sort of. ]
Y'can be a real buzzkill, y'know.
[ it was mostly audible. slightly slurred, but audible. ]
he looked at the water for a few long seconds more, finally pulling it closer. more of it spilled on the counter than actually made it into his mouth, but he tried. sort of. ]
Y'can be a real buzzkill, y'know.
[ it was mostly audible. slightly slurred, but audible. ]
[Wow Jesse.]
It is far too early for this. I am a buzzkill because I care. And usually I am equally as drunk, just not at nine in the morning.
[Time to get up McCree. He tries to get his shoulder under the cowboy's arm, gonna get out of here so he can sleep it off.]
It is far too early for this. I am a buzzkill because I care. And usually I am equally as drunk, just not at nine in the morning.
[Time to get up McCree. He tries to get his shoulder under the cowboy's arm, gonna get out of here so he can sleep it off.]
Dunno what yer missin'.
[ you can't get hungover if you're still drunk. he is obviously using his head here, genji.
jesse's not making any real effort to move, falling against the other's shoulder like the dead weight he is. there were choices made, leading up to genji's arrival. poor choices, that were preceded by several other bad decisions.
he does, however, attempt to pull his hat back on. he can't leave without that. ]
[ you can't get hungover if you're still drunk. he is obviously using his head here, genji.
jesse's not making any real effort to move, falling against the other's shoulder like the dead weight he is. there were choices made, leading up to genji's arrival. poor choices, that were preceded by several other bad decisions.
he does, however, attempt to pull his hat back on. he can't leave without that. ]
Edited 2019-11-12 07:41 (UTC)
[Clearly Jesse is playing some fourth dimensional chess of drinking here. Genji is just too closed minded to see it.
Problem being that Jesse is bigger than him. A lot bigger. He staggers under the weight of having to support his entire drunken self, hoping that he doesn't break his shoulder hauling him out of there.]
Come on you. It is time to sleep it off and have some breakfast.
[He starts to lead him towards the swinging doors, but its more like dragging. He has a small amount of money, he'll find a motel room with a tub so he can dump this disaster of a cowboy in there and hose him off until he doesn't smell of alcohol and bad decisions.]
Problem being that Jesse is bigger than him. A lot bigger. He staggers under the weight of having to support his entire drunken self, hoping that he doesn't break his shoulder hauling him out of there.]
Come on you. It is time to sleep it off and have some breakfast.
[He starts to lead him towards the swinging doors, but its more like dragging. He has a small amount of money, he'll find a motel room with a tub so he can dump this disaster of a cowboy in there and hose him off until he doesn't smell of alcohol and bad decisions.]
[ genji is rewarded for his efforts, as it does manage to get him up off the stool. with a jingle of spurs, jesse stumbled for a moment as he attempted to get his feet back under him, a hand reaching out to grab the bar, just barely catching the edge. ]
Had breakfast.
[ it's slow progress to the door, but he was moving. ]
You gonna sleep with me?
[ ... take that as you will, genji. ]
Had breakfast.
[ it's slow progress to the door, but he was moving. ]
You gonna sleep with me?
[ ... take that as you will, genji. ]
[Wow. That is one hell of a look from behind that helmet that McCree was getting. Not that he could see it but for anyone within a five mile radius it could be felt]
Yes, I'm going to blow your mind so much you will not even remember it.
No McCree. Come on. Outside before you vomit all over me.
[Ah. Romance.]
Yes, I'm going to blow your mind so much you will not even remember it.
No McCree. Come on. Outside before you vomit all over me.
[Ah. Romance.]
[ if he could feel the intensity of that look, he certainly didn't show it. instead, he laughed like the drunken idiot he was, trying to slap the other on the back and nearly ending up on his face. ]
'Can bet I'd remember that... Thought about it enough.
[ a more sober man would hope that genji doesn't remember this conversation. ]
Lead the way.
'Can bet I'd remember that... Thought about it enough.
[ a more sober man would hope that genji doesn't remember this conversation. ]
Lead the way.
[And Genji almost lets him faceplant. ]
Is this how it went? You stumbling over your feet and me dragging you to a motel that is likely crawling with roaches?
[If he doesn't acknowledge the fact that McCree just said he fantasizes about him, its like it never happened right?]
Is this how it went? You stumbling over your feet and me dragging you to a motel that is likely crawling with roaches?
[If he doesn't acknowledge the fact that McCree just said he fantasizes about him, its like it never happened right?]
[ he should have. ]
Nah. Could always show you, if ya want.
[ the stench of alcohol is surely very alluring, along with the broad, drunken smile. this is clearly not the end result of several bad decisions, along with a resurgence of complicated emotions that jesse is not completely prepared to deal with in a mature way. ]
Nah. Could always show you, if ya want.
[ the stench of alcohol is surely very alluring, along with the broad, drunken smile. this is clearly not the end result of several bad decisions, along with a resurgence of complicated emotions that jesse is not completely prepared to deal with in a mature way. ]
Show me then.
[He lets go, stepping away and letting Jesse stand on his own. Or fall flat on his face.]
[He lets go, stepping away and letting Jesse stand on his own. Or fall flat on his face.]
[ well fuck.
he did manage to keep on his feet, albeit barely. you could practically hear the gears grinding as he tried to think it through, stomach churning from more than just the booze. he could. he could kiss him right now on that stupid mask, and...
and... ]
Gonna get another drink first.
he did manage to keep on his feet, albeit barely. you could practically hear the gears grinding as he tried to think it through, stomach churning from more than just the booze. he could. he could kiss him right now on that stupid mask, and...
and... ]
Gonna get another drink first.
[He half expected McCree to take him up on it and drunkenly fall on him. Not that this is much better.]
You have had more than enough. We are still leaving, this way.
[He grabs onto Jesse before he can stagger back to the bar, hauling him towards the door and out into the bright sunshine because it isn't even 10 am Jesse. Time to find a hotel and leave McCree in a pile while he pays for the room because wow is a metal ninja carrying a half drunk cowboy to the front desk going to look suspicious even at the shadiest of pay by the hour places.]
You have had more than enough. We are still leaving, this way.
[He grabs onto Jesse before he can stagger back to the bar, hauling him towards the door and out into the bright sunshine because it isn't even 10 am Jesse. Time to find a hotel and leave McCree in a pile while he pays for the room because wow is a metal ninja carrying a half drunk cowboy to the front desk going to look suspicious even at the shadiest of pay by the hour places.]
[ he muttered a curse at the harsh light, pulling his hat down to better shield his face. he was by no means steady, but he did manage to keep pace with genji as he went.
there is a vague thought that he'd left his bike parked around somewhere, not that he was in any state to be driving it. the keys were probably somewhere in one of his pockets, if they hadn't already been confiscated by the bartender.
at some point between when genji had left him and when he'd come back, he had managed to cross the small distance to an alley to purge his guts. it didn't make him feel any better, but at least that way, it wasn't going to end up on genji's shoes. ]
Hell of a spot...
[ you're one to talk, jesse. ]
there is a vague thought that he'd left his bike parked around somewhere, not that he was in any state to be driving it. the keys were probably somewhere in one of his pockets, if they hadn't already been confiscated by the bartender.
at some point between when genji had left him and when he'd come back, he had managed to cross the small distance to an alley to purge his guts. it didn't make him feel any better, but at least that way, it wasn't going to end up on genji's shoes. ]
Hell of a spot...
[ you're one to talk, jesse. ]
Only the best for you.
[Into the hotel with you. He detours into the bathroom, dumping McCree into the tub fully clothed. He can smell the alcohol and bad decisions through his mask and he is not going to deal with that all day. Turning the water on full blast and freezing he aims it right at McCree's face. Wakey wakey Jesse. ]
The finest spa amenities.
[Into the hotel with you. He detours into the bathroom, dumping McCree into the tub fully clothed. He can smell the alcohol and bad decisions through his mask and he is not going to deal with that all day. Turning the water on full blast and freezing he aims it right at McCree's face. Wakey wakey Jesse. ]
The finest spa amenities.
Sonuva-
[ he threw a hand up to try to protect his face, not that it helped much. for being a hole in a wall, they definitely weren't lacking in water pressure; the layers and the armor did nothing against the icy bite of the spray, and he sputtered furiously, trying to scramble out of the tub. ]
The hell, Genji?!
[ he threw a hand up to try to protect his face, not that it helped much. for being a hole in a wall, they definitely weren't lacking in water pressure; the layers and the armor did nothing against the icy bite of the spray, and he sputtered furiously, trying to scramble out of the tub. ]
The hell, Genji?!
You reek.
[Of course now he's risking that he'll somehow smell like wet dog. He grabs Jesse's hat to put on the counter so that his hair can get nice and wet too. If he had one of those long scrubby brushes he would be sudsing him up as well.]
How long have you been at the bar?
[Of course now he's risking that he'll somehow smell like wet dog. He grabs Jesse's hat to put on the counter so that his hair can get nice and wet too. If he had one of those long scrubby brushes he would be sudsing him up as well.]
How long have you been at the bar?
[ he is not making much headway in getting out of the tub, thanks to being heavily intoxicated and the awkward angle he was sitting in it. if nothing else, he looked like a wet dog now, his bangs drenched and clinging to his face.
... wet leather is definitely not the best smell, though. ]
Turn that damned thing off!
[ this is probably not the best thing for peacekeeper either, genji. come on. ]
... wet leather is definitely not the best smell, though. ]
Turn that damned thing off!
[ this is probably not the best thing for peacekeeper either, genji. come on. ]
[He finally relents, more for the state of McCree's arm rather then his gun. Wet prosthetics take forever to dry, it feels weird to get water in the joints, and he's not actually sure if Jesse's is even waterproof. He turns the water off, point proven and McCree making coherent sentences in out-loud words instead of drunken mumbling.]
I am the last person to be lecturing about self-control and good choices, but you make me look an amateur.
[He leans down to help McCree out of the tub, forgetting that being wet will also make him very slippery.]
I am the last person to be lecturing about self-control and good choices, but you make me look an amateur.
[He leans down to help McCree out of the tub, forgetting that being wet will also make him very slippery.]
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