simplestgift | Twenty-Eight Bells: [VOICE/ACTION(ish)]

[It's around ten or eleven at night when the transmission begins. Two voices, Kennedy and Bush, are sounding decidedly sloshed. They are, in fact, sitting at the bar in Good Spirits, because how often do you get to introduce someone to Romulan ale twice and see their reaction the second time like it had never happened before? Only if said person went home and came back and doesn't remember the first time. Due to this, Kennedy sounds considerably more sober.]

Your attention, everyone. Mr. Bush has something he would like to say.

Yes, yes I would.....What was it again Kennededy?

Begin with "my profoundest apologies." And-and end with...with the hair thing.

Ah! Right, right. *ahem* My sensherest apologies to the ladies of Lusheti....I like all of you and your is - hair - is very pretty.

Nunno, William, it's...the envy bit, that was nice. Do add that in.

I envy all of your hair.

And how silly a man are you?

Extremely, Kennedy. Siller man there ever was.

Now recite an appropriate verse.

Help me think of one.

What about, "O woe! O woeful, woeful, woeful day!"

It is.

And...why is that, Mr. Bush?

Hm?

Why is it a woeful, woeful, woeful day?

This isn't England and there's no naaavy. Missthenavy.

And...that's the only reason you insulted the crew, isn't it? Just want things to be like they are at home?

Mmhm.

...Do you need a bucket to vomit into?

Please.

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Mm. [Archie watches to see if Bush will do it. He doubts it. He never hallucinated on Romulan ale. Maybe the senior lieutenant will call her out on this.]

[Bush just looks at Selphie. Then the table. Then Selphie.]

It ain't movin'.

It's just scared of you. It should start moving again any moment!

We're drunk, Selphie, not mad.

Though by tomorrow I very well may be.

Ooooooh? Is that so? Would you like me to arrange for the dancing knives, forks and spoons to greet you in the morning?

[Archie looks over at Bush.]

Erm. Mr. Midshipman Selphie. Do at least try not to confuse your lieutenants horribly.

[Bush, on the other hand, looks positively fearful. But this is quickly masked over with a line-face to end all line-faces. It's sadly not as effective with his beet red nose and cheeks and the decidedly glassy look of his eyes. ]

Ain't no such thing.

[Selphie has survived the lineface to end all linefaces many times Mister Bush and that, is not it. ;D]

Sure there is! They have dancing candlesticks and a clock as their leader!

[Whether or not said Clock pokes people in their asses with scissors is up to the drunken Lieutenants privy. Also, she's having fun, leave her be Mister Spoilsport Archie.]

[No, Archie is now watching Bush, intrigued, seeing his doubt and wondering what he'll fall for.]

[.....Bush is just quiet for a moment, before:]

You're a looney.

You mean you've never seen the elusive dancing fork? For shame Mister Bush, for shame!

This talk is sadly very sobering, Kennedy.

[Crazies tend to do that, Mister Bush.]

Archie, whatever you were giving him, give him some more.

More Romulan ale, Mr. Bush! [He pours the man another half-glass. He likes the way you think, Selphie.]

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