Katzenjammer [Open]

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

Aside from the comatose state she reached after Cassie finished her post-exorcism first-aid, sleep hasn't come easily to Eva since the possession. What little she's gotten has been interspersed with nightmares, so it's while all the Animorphs are sleeping that she slips out of Cassie's house and finds herself at the Drunken Dragon.

It's all too much. Too much going through her head and too much space alone in there. When she woke up it was because she was thrashing in her sleep and accidentally smacked her head into the bedpost. She found that she was clawing at her scalp while she dreamed.

She needs to feel a little bit out of control again, by her own doing, because that means less control that other people can take away from her. And she needs to dull the knowledge of how many bad memories she dredged up for Marco by going and getting herself possessed.

"Wine. Whatever you have. Keep it coming," she says, then, as if clarification is necessary, "I'm going to get drunk."

(( OOC: Open post but since Eva's going to be bemoaning the state of everything everywhere, please poke me first if you want to throw a character she's never met before at her. ))

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[governorkang]

Kang quirked an eyebrow ridge slightly at the look on Eva's face, and grabbed one of the clay jugs of wine at random, "Bad day, huh? You sure you don't want me to just hand you this entire thing?" Hopefully the little joke would cheer her up a tiny bit.

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

She puts her hand out. "Give, and I'll tell you a little story about why I must have spent my past lives burning down daycares or something."

[governorkang]

Shaking his head, Kang handed the jug to Eva and leaned forward with his elbows on the bar, "Really bad day, then."

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

She takes a deep drink. She's used to just sipping wine but the last few years have taught her that she doesn't have to enjoy the flavor for it to calm her down a bit. "Understatement. Since you seem to follow the Planet Meatball papers I'm betting you heard about the demonic possession business."

[chosenfamily]

It has been a long few days for Sam. The demon and exorcisms, getting it locked up and then having to knock some sense into his brother. Whether THAT actually worked is up for debate as yet, but hopefully it had gotten somewhere.

So Sam heads for the Tavern, more to see who is around than anything else. He pauses when he sees Eva, remembering her from the conversation with Tom after Iniss disappeared. He stops, considering for a moment before he walks over and takes a seat nearby. "Drunk sounds like a good idea. I think I'll stick to water for the moment, though."

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

She squints a bit as she tries to place him. That's right, the mess hall with Tom. "Dean, right? Or is it Sam? You gueros all look the same to me. No offense meant."

She takes a drink. "So what have you been up to this exciting day?"

[chosenfamily]

"Sam," he agreed, not looking like he took offense. It wasn't the first time he'd been mistaken for Dean, after all. "Not much. Putting down a demon. Trying to whack some sense into my brother. Over all, it's almost like being back home."

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"Funny, I've been having a more things change, more they stay the same day too. Thank you for putting that demon down, I hear it was getting to be quite the nuisance." She chuckles grimly. "How's Tom?"

[justoutrunyou.livejournal.com]

Sandy was holding a mug with both hands as she made her way through the bar around people trying to find a quiet corner booth to sit at when she spotted Eva. Call her crazy but the adult looked like she needed company.

Well...she was nice to me before.

So shifting coarse she wandered up to Eva and after squirming for a second unsure of how to greet this woman as an equal she settled on "Yo."

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"Hola, chiquita," she says into her mug, but she smiles half-heartedly. "Aren't you a little bit young for this place?"

[justoutrunyou.livejournal.com]

Sandy quirked an eyebrow and climbed into a seat plunking down her oversized mug. "Cocoa." She declared pointing. And amazingly enough it even had little marshmallows in it. "There's an age limit here?"

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

She chuckles a bit. "See, I never order anything but wine here, so I didn't know they serve virgin drinks here. Serves me right. How've you been enjoying the old snotship?"

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara had decided she would walk over to Kang's for a little while: she wanted to unwind a little, and to be honest, she actually was feeling a little good. She had never really come here all her own, but once she did, she did nod toward Kang, and noticed that Eva was there.

She was a little hesitant here: Eva had a pretty tumultuous time, and she didn't want to over exhaust her. At the same time, she wanted to make sure she was all right. So after wrestling with her emotions, she finally sat alongside her.

"Eva, hi," she said, offering her a smile. "How are you feeling?"

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"I'm exhausted, my cheek is swollen and I'm on probably my second bottle of wine, if this were measured in bottles. Clearly I'm the poster-woman for a positive attitude." She shakes her head and sighs. "Sorry. That was sarcastic."

She turns her body to face Katara. "Well, at least this saves me the trouble of hunting you down to apologize and restore the family honor."

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

Katara shook her head. "You've been through a lot: I have no business telling you what you can and can't do. It haven't been through it, so I'm just glad you're still standing."

She giggled. "It wasn't the greatest situation, but at least you're OK. That was the most important thing."

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea how much I wish I weren't standing and was getting a nice eight hours of rest. The sandman has it in for me tonight." She tilts her head to the bar. "Can I get you a non-alcoholic drink on my imaginary tab?"

She nods. "Still in one piece made of one piece, so that's better than it could be."

[makeherblue]

He's not proud of himself. He should've been able to resist.

Except he didn’t, and all those humans…well. Jamie especially. All those things he’d said. More importantly, all those mental invasions? It wasn’t like they had come from nowhere, either.

The Doctor's all too aware of it now that he's got himself under control and there’s no Darksoul. Seems like he could use a half-way decent brood, which means he seeks out people instead of tinkering around in the TARDIS. Being alone just jumps it from a half-way decent brood to an excellent one and then it just makes it worse. The Doctor instead tries to settle for exploring, right up until he finds some kind of tavern. Tavern. Not a pub or a bar or a Gringle pit stop. Just “tavern”. It’s the only word to describe it. As taverns go, it’s fairly clean, and it looks…comfortable. The Doctor likes it. Comfortable and old-timey, even if “old-timey” is really quite relative in the scheme of things.

He picks the human who looks like she wishes she was any place but here. He knows the feeling. But here they both are, wishes or not. The Doctor plops himself onto a seat next to her, lacing his fingers together on the tabletop. It's worn, obviously seen a lot of use. Lived in, basically. He wouldn't find this at a Gringle pit stop.

“Bad day? Of course it’s a bad day,” the Doctor answers his own question, peering at the girl. Young woman. She’s still just a girl in his eyes. Another lifeform with a short lifespan. “You’re trying very hard to get drunk, so maybe a bad couple of days.”

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

Being the mother to a kid old enough to vote, Eva would take the 'young woman' comment positively if offered, lengthened Doctor life-span or not. Eva looks up at the unfamiliar face. "Well, you know, just the usual. Taxes, car won't start, kid won't do his homework, demonic possession. The daily grind."

She thinks she can see some unhappiness in him, though it may just be her own inebriated mind projecting onto him. "You seem like you could use a drink too. Bad couple of days for you?"

[makeherblue]

Daily grind. And that's why he loved humans: not exactly willing to just settle for a good brood and sit there like useless lumps (well, sit there a little, and then they generally tried to move on). The Doctor shook his head at the offer.

"Not much into that sort of thing, I'm afraid. Awful taste," he adds. Well, as much as he's established in this body. Or at least it's Earth wine that's just awful (sorry, humans). The Doctor seems more interested in her problems than his. he's found over all his faces that as a rule, it's much easier to focus on another person -- or planet's -- problems instead. "But yeah. Bad couple of days. The Doctor," he holds out his hand. "Demonic possession. You or someone you know?"

LATER

[governorkang]

All of the tables had been cleaned, the mugs put away, the windows shut, and the tavern was empty except for two people; Kang was double-checking to make sure he'd taken care of everything, and Eva sat at the bar, with her head pillowed by her arms.

He eyed her for a moment after he was sure that he was done, and moved over to put a hand on her back, "Time to go, Eva. How much of that wine did you end up drinking?"

Re: LATER

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

"Uh? 'M not sleeping." She jerks her head up a bit and looks around, then relaxes a bit when she focuses her eyes and sees it's Kang. "Mm, probably three quarters of it. Probably had enough. Does Stacy have a taxi service?" Her voice is decidedly slushy.

[governorkang]

Kang grinned, "Three quarters of a gallon is more than enough, I'd say. You're going to have a hell of a hangover. Come on, I'll walk you back."

[echoofaperson.livejournal.com]

He hadn't seen her in weeks. It hadn't been an intentional avoidance, but...it was easier, with Sam and Dean. With Kaylee. It was easier to forget and just be for a little while.

There was something almost intoxicating about that.

But he'd been keeping track of things, and if there was one person who was likely to react badly to be possessed (aside from everyone) it would be Eva.

"...Eva?" He hovered, just a few steps away from the table, ready to go if she didn't want to talk.

[between Katara and the Doctor temporally, so sorta drunk]

[vissernone.livejournal.com]

Eva wouldn't blame Tom. It's easier to forget how much you've lost, of your world and of yourself, when you're not surrounded by people who are ever-present reminders. She'd be avoiding herself, were it possible.

She glances up from burying a longing stare in her jug. "Tom!" She smiles and pats the seat next to her. "Keep me company. I've been having one hell of a bad hair day."

It's an understatement, and her light-hearted veneer is paper thin. The bruise on her face is angry now and even though she's tied a bit of a bow into the bandage on her neck, the welt peeking out is red and ugly. Oddly enough, her smile looks as tentative and fleeting as Tom's usually does.

[echoofaperson.livejournal.com]

"Keep you company?" He settled after a moment, looking her over. Hair didn't look so bad, but everything else... "I think your hair looks fine. Are you ok, Eva? Physically?"

Mentally wasn't something they needed to discuss. They already knew where that stood, talking about it was unnecessary.

For once, the weak smile was missing from his face, concern overriding his automatic response.