eluvio | video; un: junpei

[So, space kidnapping—Junpei isn't a fan. He doesn't believe the "anomaly" stuff and he definitely doesn't want to hear more explanations; until someone shows him real and possibly tangible proof that this isn't just space kidnapping, he's not going to believe it! Easy!

Less easy: calming the hell down. If he's been kidnapped this makes it the third time, and he's already certain that any second now all the doors on the ship are going to slam shut and lock and he'll have to do something unspeakable just to survive. Again. A hasty search determines he at least doesn't know anyone here (it's both a relief and a shame, but whatever), and so the next thing he does is cheerfully (he's not cheerful) head off to start working his new job immediately.

Because his new job is getting drunk (not in so many words), and he needs a drink or twelve. He's on the network after that, his wrist comm clearly not on his wrist for he's very pointedly pulled it off and set it, for now, on what appears to be the bar itself.]

Heyyy, space cadets! [He waves a beer.] How many of you are missing out on the space beer right now, huh? There's a ton of it! C'mon down and live a little, before we're not living anymore!

[Just gonna take a long swig of this on camera... cool. Anyway,] I'm serious, there's no time like the present, right?! Before somebody comes along and makes us all hate each other, let's do this!

[The video shakes a lot at this point as he drunkenly figures out how to turn it off. That's it... that's the message.]

SEVERAL HOURS LATER, a shameful second video, much briefer:
[Mr. Drunk and Disorderly is back, looking worse for wear than before. Ha ha... oops.]

Uh... hey. Sorry anyone who had to see that before. I'm totally fine now! And if you have no idea what I'm talking about—don't ask. Seriously. Please.

[fucking.....nailed it]

(ooc; please feel free to judge him while he's sloshed or afterwards, consider this a double-prompt post)

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[ Jason is totally and completely not judging. He has no room to do so. ]

Already hate someone here. Anything harder than beer down there?

That's what I like to hear! Come on down here and see for yourself!

[Let's go, camaraderie is fragile and temporary, alcohol is forver.]

Whoa-hoa-hoa, you are totally sloshed! Where's the party at, huh? Save some for me!

[Is this guy just alone right now and drinking while he's asking for company, bc that's just sad... He feels kind of bad.]

Hell yeah I am! Why aren't the rest of you hurrying up, huh? What've we got to lose?

["where's the party at" look he's drunk and answers aren't happening]

Do you know how many floors are on this thing? I'm gonna need some directions, buddy!

[Tell him, drunko... Actually, wait—]

Oh, by the way, I'm kinda missing most of my funds since they won't take my gald here, so, uh... Are you treating, or what?

Why not? I work here, apparently! [He will wave his beer around, like, behold his employment spoils. Somehow he keeps his job after this.]

It's, uh—upstairs?

You got a name for it or something?

[Work with him here, drunk Junpei... Man, is he drunk on the job?? Zelos is half wondering if he's going to have to clean up after him, but hey, free beer! He'll go...]

[Oh. Oh, right. Junpei makes a noise around his latest sip of beer like oh yeah and reaches for his wrist comm, holding it up as he swivels around on his stool to show Zelos... the back of the sign.

At least it's lit up, so WHAT ALES YOU is visible, if backwards.]

There's the one! Funny, right?

Oh, man! That is sooo— [Lame, he was going to say, but drunk Junpei seems to like it, so he pauses.] Funny! Yeah. I'll meet you over there, mmkay? Try not to pass out before I get there.

[Drunk Junpei is actually slightly less enamored with this than Sober Junpei would be, so. Keep that in mind.]

I'll be right here! The beer's not going anywhere, just like the rest of us.

[It takes Zelos more than a few minutes to find this place. Maybe ten or fifteen, and then he's finally stepping through the doors. Even in this dumb space jumpsuit, he manages to stand out with his hair as bright as it is, his dog tags hanging loose and out in the open. He's probably found some way to bare part of his chest, too.]

Yo! The party has arrived! [He laughs, taking in the very empty scene of Junpei over here in his beer zone. Still, he's going to just pull up the closest chair, taking a look.] You hanging in there, buddy? You know, most people make their invites before they start drinking.

[ Sam knows he shouldn't be encouraging drinking to deal with problems. He's done it himself to disastrous, broken bone-type consequences. But, because he has done it, well... ]

You want some company? I know a few flavors that are pretty good.

[Wahey, company and new flavors?? Sounds like a prize.]

Yes! Yes, I do want company, before I never want to see any of you guys ever again! So get yourself down here, to, uh— [camera shake, followed by a lovely view of the name of the bar, but backwards because he's inside. He tried.] Here!

So how did the space beer treat you?

[Text. Text is so merciful. Thank you, kind stranger.]

I'm pretty sure my brain now has a lot in common with an airplane when you open a window. So. Horribly?

[why the fuck is Zelos allowed out in public]

I'm not gonna call you "the party," just for the record. [Hi... Junpei spends a minute clearly judging him for putting on the space jumpsuit, before waving at the bartender to get his new buddy a drink.] And most people are planning on making friends around here, I bet, but nooot me. So who cares, right?

[ Maybe it shouldn't, but that bit about never wanting to see him again makes him chuckle. Possibly because it reminds him of someone he knows. ]

Sure. I'll be right there. [ Will he remember it if he tells him his name? It doesn't matter. He's going to tell him anyway. ] Name's Sam, by the way.

[ He's already on his way. ]

( He's here for you, stranger. Sort of. Theoretically? At least he's only smiling in faint amusement at all this. )

Ah, but it may be worth clarifying: an airplane that is skyborne, or one on the ground? It does shift the degree of horrible.

[Sam's simple, he can remember Sam. He's just taking another sip and kind of vaguely humming, before-] Oh—

Junpei. I'm, uh, like the only one here? You can't miss me.

Did I say groundplane? Of course we're talking about one up in the air. Trust me, I know my six degrees of hangovers.

You never know! Language is tricky, even when I think I'm conversing in English here.

( translators actually mean he doesn't always know what language he's communicating to, but he deliberately uses English as a means of keeping in mind what he's trying to use most often. )

In that case, congratulations on your first hangover in space! It feels exactly like those back on earth, with the added bonus of now being a whole universe removed from where you were, probably.

Managed to eat anything yet?

Sure, I guess.

Thank god this place has all the comforts of home. Beer and regrets. It's like I never left.

[But anyway,] I had like, four pretzels. Why, are you going to buy me dinner?

( he chuckles, shaking his head. )

Shameless! Though I have pity enough in my heart to make sure my fellow anomaly friends are well fed and not left to stew in the misery of their self-obtained hangovers. Drinking is a pleasant enough way to make friends, but eating might be more conducive right now.

( note he is not actually saying he is buying anyone dinner. be wary. this probably means being given leftovers... tasty enough ones, but leftovers none the less. )

Hungry?

[Why you gotta do him like that, Victor... well, leftovers are okay.]

Stew. I get it. We're not friends yet, but you know what they say about the way to somebody's stomach.

[That's. Not the phrase, that is the opposite of the phrase, but don't tell him that.]

I could eat, I guess.

( He's gonna tell him. He's gonna tell him! Or he's going to squint, read that over twice, then breathe out in a huff of laughter. Right, sure, he'll go with that. )

Good guess. Where are you cradling your head right about now?

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