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kendra-axson‌:

Kendra was used to people in this town drinking often and having hangovers almost daily. She nodded, “Do you want some water?” She offered her canteen she had wrapped around her, “I’d say curing the hangover is a much better option, I have ibuprofen in my car too.”

“Given how I’m feeling at the moment, I’m still on the fence about that one.” He mumbled in response. Squinting in the morning sun, Zeph leaned forward to take the canteen she’d offered, nodding in thanks and downing nearly half of it greedily, wiping at his chin where it’d trickled down his neck when he was done. It didn’t do much for his headache, but his stomach felt less shriveled and sour. “Unless your car is the size of a Hot Wheels and you carry it around in your pocket, it’s too far away for me to walk there.”

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pheme-felicity‌:

Felicity kept looking around the cash register just to make sure there wasn’t something she could use to find some kind of lead on a story. She barely even noticed Zephyr saying something under his breath. She popped her head up from behind the counter to answer his question, “If I don’t keep the stories coming, then I’ll just be a nobody, a nobody who doesn’t have many friends left these days. I have to find something.. and I’ll buy you a bottle of whatever kind of liquor you’d like if you gave me something good.”

Rolling his eyes heavenward, Zeph bit back several rude comments, none of which Felicity necessarily deserved. More than anything Zephyr tried to ignore the fighting; in fact he liked to pretend the rift he helped form in his family didn’t exist. Maybe because it affected his business, maybe because it was easier to sleep at night that way- either way it was nobody’s business but his. “You think I’m some kind of cheap date.” Zeph snorted, wiggling his purloined liquor demonstratively. “I am perfectly capable of getting my own party favors. Even if I couldn’t it wouldn’t matter. No one tells me anything, and if they do, I promptly forget it.”

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blindesires‌:

“Because I’ll have to get an adult job now? Like in the movies?” They weren’t talking about Hollywood films. Sasha leaned obediently forward to meet Zephyr’s light. An hour before they’d been lying on their trailer floor crying so quietly it might not have counted at all. Because what was the point? In anything? Then they’d remembered their phone existed. They’d texted, and thirty minutes later they’d put all their candles out and gotten dressed, stumbled towards the corner store at the edge of town. Zephyr always made things better.

“Oof.” Zephyr puffed out, sympathetically but not all that helpfully as he threw a lanky arm around their shoulder, pulling out his own pack with his free hand and removing a cigarette with his teeth. He wanted to help, of course, but always present was the shrewd junkie in the back of his mind, hissing about money per gram and dollars per ounce. The money he made dealing barely covered his own addiction and meager bills. 

“Someone as gorgeous as you shouldn’t be made to such a thing.” He said passionately around the filter, pausing to flick open his lighter and ignite the end of his cigarette. Such a dramatic, over-the-top compliment he’d give to just about anyone, given his habit of flirting with anyone who crossed his path, whether he was attracted to them or not. Oblivious to their distress he none the less gave them what he intended to be a comforting squeeze. It was about as close as he got to being emotionally comforting, but he figured the attempt would count for something.

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pheme-felicity‌:

“I have been trying to get in here all damn day, that’s why I thought no one was in here finally.” She went straight to cash register to see if there was any cameras or anything she could use. “I know, I’ve been as careful as I can though.. I have to find out who did this before anyone else.” She looked up and smiled at him, “If you found out, you’d tell me wouldn’t you?”

Picking his way over the broken glass and other debris, the thought crossed his mind that he should probably stop her- he was sure the rest of the MC wouldn’t love the idea of her going through things- but honestly? He didn’t care enough to stop her. Instead he grabbed one of the surviving liquor bottles off the back of the shelf, shaking his head as he ripped off the measured pour nozzle off the top. 

“If I found out, I wouldn’t tell anyone and hope everyone forgets about it.” He muttered to himself, only to speak louder a moment later, offering her a smirk.as he took a swig of what turned out to be Fireball. “Depends on what you’d give me for the information I guess. Why do you want to know so badly anyway? Working on a sequel?”

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blindesires‌:

“I’m not emotionally ready.” Sasha stood in the parking lot of a small corner store, pulling a cigarette out of a silver case with a picture of Amy Winehouse on the front. The silver flashed, matched their miniskirt. They’ve should been at work, but they didn’t have a work to go to anymore. “Hey. Lend me your lighter.”

“Mood... For what now?” Zephyr, who had been idly mumbling Jay’s weed rap from Clerks to himself, glanced up like his head was on a string when they pulled out their cigarette case, half hoping it’d be something stronger, his fingers already reaching for his lighter. Holding it to the end of their cigarette, he grinned at the odd mix the fluorescent and fire light on their face. “So you can steal mine again? I don’t think so.”

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kendra-axson‌:

Kendra was on her daily jog before work. It was a nice day in Olympus and she didn’t want to waste much of it inside. She stopped when she saw a familiar face and smiled at them pleasantly, “Hi hun, what are you doing out and about?”

“I woke up in the preserve.” Zephyr croaked grumpily from his spot sprawled under a particularly shady tree, owing her question to the early hour and the fact he didn’t normally rise before noon at the earliest. "I was heading home, but now I’ve decided to just live here until this hangover abates or I die, whichever will come soonest please sweet baby Jesus.” He explained- or whined.

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Zephyr woke up to the sound of a door closing nearby, feeling the unique sense of disorientation that came from falling asleep in a place you weren’t supposed to be in in the first place. It was a feeling he was disquieting familiar with. Eyeing Reina with an unabashed but cheerful grin he stretched stiffly in his leather jacket. “You took forever to get home, where were you?”

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pheme-felicity‌:

Felicity finally had a moment alone in the Dive to do her own investigations and see what she could find out, hoping whoever made the mess wasn’t smart enough to not leave clues giving themselves away. She almost jumped when she heard footsteps and turned around to face the person, “Well hello, I wasn’t expecting to see someone else here but can’t say I’m that surprised.”

Zephyr, who’d been digging through the wreckage himself trying to find what of the things he stored at the clubhouse were salvageable, frowned at Felicity’s unexpected appearance. “How long have you been here?” He questioned, in a flat, annoyed tone much apart from his usual animation. It wasn’t directed at her, though it might have sounded that way, but rather at the situation. It would surely inspire another round of retaliation, and on and on and on. It was so tedious. “You know I don’t give a shit but you better make sure no one else catches you, Snoopy McSpy.”

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✉ →  Luke Skywalker

Manny: I was thinking something for the earth but like...

Manny: Shrooms in the woods sounds like a great fucking time tbh.

Zephyr: This is why you're my good time gal.

Zephyr: Pack a bomb ass picnic and I'll bring the drugs. I got a guy.

Zephyr: (it's me.)

Zephyr: (i'm the guy.)

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✉ →  Luke Skywalker

Manny: I'm not saying I'm a tree hugger or anything... But should we do something special for Earth Day?

Zephyr: Oh so you just don't hit me up on 4/20- my holiest of holy days- and then ask me to hang out with you on your weird hipster holiday??? Not cool bro. Not cool.

Zephyr: But ya I'm probably down, what did you have in mind?

Zephyr: Want to go do mushrooms in the woods?

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pheme-felicity‌:

Felicity raised her brow playfully and smirked, “A date with you? I’d be flattered if I didn’t know you are as charming with most of the girls in town.” She leaned into him and started to walk towards the diner, “I am feeling cheese fries, I’ll get us both some but you owe me mister.”

Putting on a mask of mock offense- Zeph slapped a hand over his chest, as if he’d been mortally offended. While it was true that Zeph flirted with half the town’s population, (male and female) he normally didn’t mean anything by it. “Wha- How- Excuse? I’m shocked- shocked- that you would even think me capable of that kind of deception. Shocked and hurt. The kind of hurt that only cheese fries and your sweet love can cure. We can start we the cheese fries though.” 

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ofdishonesty‌:

luckily for lucía, zephyr’s first question didn’t startle her. she expected spontaneity and irreverence from people of his like. however, she did find herself furrowing a little. she was a tad clueless as to what he meant. still, he’d managed to push a short-lived chuckle out of her. 

   “so i’ve been told. and so it was, last time i checked,” lu joked. “what, can i not come out and enjoy the festival like the rest?” this, of course, was intended to tease. “what you’re doin’ here, is what i’m wonderin’.”

“Of course you can!” Zephyr chirped, having quite forgotten about the pair he’d been watching aggressively make out and turned his singular attention on Lucia.  “Everyone can, ostensibly- though we’ll see how long the so called peace lasts before someone- and by someone I very specifically mean Bane- runs his mouth to the wrong Primordial and someone pulls a knife or something, but we can all keep having fun until someone gets shanked.” He said easily, as if he were talking about the weather instead of bloodshed.

“I’m just here for the cheap booze.” He only half lied, having also come out to make a few sales to regulars who knew him and recognized the product he sold, but he wasn’t about to admit that he was carrying.

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ryderxaeron‌:

Ryder watches him. “I doubt that will be a permanent problem, Z.” He had a feeling that Zephyr was going after his next drink anyways. It was rare to see him without one after he started. Arching an eyebrow at Zeph, Ryder patted his cheek. “Don’t think the world is ready for us on this level at the same time, pal. Anyways. Who’s going to carry you home at the end of the night if I’m stumbling in the street right next to you?”

“You’re right, but it’s still an immediate one.” Zeph pointed out, already eyeing a busy stand selling alcohol across the way, deciding the best way to snatch one of the full bottles of liquor from behind the bar given the layout, what he knew of the bartender, and his own level of intoxication. The pat on his cheek drew his eyes back to Ryder and he laughed, shrugging his shoulders easily. “Probably not, but come on it’d be fun. Who cares about getting home? We can pass out where we drop- wouldn’t be the first time and we definitely wouldn’t be the only ones tonight.” He pointed out, gesturing to the alcoholic beverages held by most passerbys.

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Dionysus : I’m having salad for dinner. Well, fruit salad. Actually, it’s mostly grapes. Ok, it’s all grapes. Fermented grapes. It’s wine. I’m having wine for dinner.

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Apollo : Your future self is watching you right now through memories.

Dionysus : Not if I drink enough alcohol! Take that you prying creep!

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ryderxaeron‌:

Leaning against the wall, Ryder Took in the sight in front of him. He had been looking for Zephyer all over the festival, having taken account of most of the Trojan’s besides him. He had a pretty good feeling he’d find the younger man in a situation similar to this one. “Hmmm, yeah. Unfortunately I am me. Can’t change that. Trust me I tried. Was looking for you, Z. Having fun without me? I’m wounded.”

“I’d say cheers to that, but sadly I lack a drink at the moment- the sentiment’s there though.” Zeph sighed dramatically. The thought of slowing down or stopping didn’t occur to him, no matter how drunk he was. Drinking, as far as Zephyr was concerned, was something you started and kept doing until you passed out. Sparing the other man an up and down once over and a flirty grin, he huffed a laugh. “I’m always having fun Ryder, can’t wait around for you. Get yourself a drink or ten, get on my level.”

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pheme-felicity‌:

Felicity looked over at Zephyr and cocked her eyebrow, she had been around enough people who were high to know that was exactly the condition he was in. “Well yes, I am me.” She smirked, “I’m here because I can be and who is going to write about all the good things that occur if I don’t? Do you want to get something to eat? Some munchies?”

Grinning, Zephyr flung an arm over her slender shoulder, grinning down at her devilishly and offering her the bottle he’d stolen from one of the stands selling alcohol . He hadn’t really bothered to check what it was, but knew it was clear, strong, and tasted like rubbing alcohol flavored with peach syrup. “Sounds like a date, Fe.” He drawled with a wink so she knew he wasn’t serious. Thus was the nature of their relationship. “I knew you couldn’t resist my charm for long- lead the way, lover.”