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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2017 8:41:17 PM
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"being a furreh is lonely....."
She said matter of factly
"I don't have a lot of friendsh..."
English
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"You know, Alpha, I'll talk about that with you tomorrow, when you've slept the alcohol off, alright? I've got an idea already..." [i]Indeed, Jason had a rather... niche idea, but it would certainly help Alpha with her problems -- after all, he had a ship filled to the brim with sci-fi BS, a super genius brother, and he wasn't exactly stupid himself, either.[/i]
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"I knoweh......If u can lemme go I can fix this..." She said. She WAS formerly a medic, so it was possible she could indeed fix this
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"Nah, I can fix it myself." [i]Without further ado, Alpha was lifted up and off the ground, Jason's right arm by the back of her knees, left around her lower back, keeping her in a bridal position. He got up and off the ground with a slight groan, starting to walk after.[/i]
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She started humming the main chorus of "Snake Eater" then, laughing every now and again. "Such a.....uh....gentleman...yeah...that's it"
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"I do my best," [i]He responded rather simply, walking with a brisk pace, the scenery soon changing from nature and such to the walls of the Dojo, and soon, the hangar.[/i]
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"W-what are....you doing?" She asked, frowning
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"Getting you to a bed so you can sleep the alcohol off. Why do you think I made you drink that water? It's so you won't be wishing you were dead when you wake up." [i]Hangovers did indeed suck, and as a Russian, he probably knew that very well.[/i]
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"C-can you stay with me?" She said, her voice quavering as fear crept into her face. "I-I.....n-n-no...I'm...nightmares...god...n-no..."
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"Stay with ya? Yeah, sure, I can do that... just don't expect me to crawl under the sheets with you." [i]Jason chuckled quietly, his soft silver eyes glancing down at Alpha with an almost... paternal look in them. Even if the goat was technically much, much older than the Russian, he couldn't help but feel a tad like a dad. Just a tad.[/i]
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Alpha smiled, seeming more calm. "T-Thangs....." She said, sighing
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"No problem." [i]He swiftly carried the goat into his ship, though she didn't get to see much, partly because Jason was walking pretty quickly and partly because I'm very lazy. Regardless, she was soon laid down on a soft, spare bed, the blankets of which were thrown open to make room for her.[/i] "You mind if I undo your armour?"
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She laughed "My girlfriend hates me. I don't have anything to loose." She said, being drunk and missing the obvious point
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"I'm gonna take that as a yes." [i]Carefully, Jason started peeling Alpha'a armour off, treating it with care since he didn't want to break it. What he took off was placed on the singular wooden nightstand by the bed.[/i]
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It was a standard deep-space EVA, and it came off easily once the right buttons were pressed. This left her in a pair of jeans and a black tank top, not too showy but playing to her streangths "Thangs....Jashon."
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[i]Jason gave a mere nod in acknowledgement, pulling the soft, thick blanket over Alpha as he did, gently tucking her in with that same paternal look in his eyes. Really, this was a whole new side to the previously cold mercenary.[/i] "Yeah, no problem... now, you go sleep that alcohol off, alright?"
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"Thang 'ou." She said closing her eyes. Out like a light [spoiler]end or?...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]If you want, I suppose [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I wanna go forward but I'm asking you[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Same thing I want owo[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Aight[/spoiler] Alpha woke up the next morning, sitting up in the bed. "God...ow.." Her accent went back to normal with the absence of alcohol "Wait...how did I...." Her face went ten shades of red "Jason?!"
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[i]A nearby alarm clock said that it was 2:27 PM... the goat had slept in for fuсking sure. When Alpha called out, she first heard a crash and a few bangs, probably as Jason dropped something or another... especially since he loudly cursed after, the Russian swears heard even to the sleepyhead. A moment later, the Ruski poked his head in through the doorway.[/i] "Wha'?"
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"Did I?.....Jason, what happened?" She asked, taking off the covers to make sure she didn't do something she would regret
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[i]She was still perfectly fine, left exactly as she had gone to sleep.[/i] "You got stupid drunk, I carried you off here and stuffed you into bed. We didn't do anything, if that's what you're worried about; I'm not Bill Cosby, ya know."
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"Oh thank god." She said, sighing. "But...thank you for helping me. Anything else happen than me getting drunk?"
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"I dunno. You moved into my ship, though I'm sure you remember that. Then we just kinda fuсked around... though, you said you didn't really like the way you are right now... I can try to help, if you'd want? Can modify your genome, which should, uh, fix things."
