Post by Aidan on Feb 17, 2013 11:19:02 GMT -8
As Rei thumped down one of the many winding paths twinxt the evergreens, she happened upon Tibs. Crouching upon a log, pensively chewing upon a tail, all that seemed to remain of a rather large fish. His unusually thoughtful stare, unfocused eyes and the shards of glass beneath a nearby tree suggested he was both deep in thought.... and his whiskey cup.
"Tibs? You okay," she asked, carefully approaching.
Stirred from his revery, Tibs blinked a few times, looking through bleary eyes at his Beta. "Mmmmmmmmeeeeeeehhhhhh..... no. No, I do not think I am."
Slowly he unfolded himself, stepping down from the log, fishtail still clamped between his teeth as he expounded upon his point, "On top of a rather stressful day, I had yesterday? You 'member th'one? Where-in you and Layla got married an' then called to task like a couple of Moon-calf Cubs? And that creepy Godzilla thing was makin' t'kill Andresteia, Din and Mary?"
With a slightly uneven swagger he made for the tree with the remnants of his bottle and turned his back to her. Relieving himself with one hand, urine tinkling upon the glass shards in the completion of a time honored cycle, as he gesticulated wildly with his fish-tail in the other, "And our beeeeeeeeeeee-love-ed patron Sabertooth batted me about like a ball'o'yarn and said I needed to be more... more... wolf! I know, right?! Me! More wolf! Tha's like sayin' Mickey needs t'be more Mouse! Er Donald t'be more Duck! Er Goofy t'be more... w't'ver the fuck he is...
"An that wee bastard 'f a raccoon stole my bag. If'n I ever catch him, I am bindin' his ass to a penny and swallowin' it. With all that cheese I had at Layla's folks house? THAT will be a week from hell. Teach the theiven' little shit... What was I talkin' about?" he asked, looking down at the fish-tail in his hand, as if seeing it for the first time?
"You were saying how you were not alright?" Rei said, taking a seat upon the log and patting a spot next to her, but not too close. The morning sickness was bad enough this week, and Tibs reeked of cheep booze, dead fish and bleach.
"Right! Upon th'whole heap of all that other shit, I am struck by a new conun-... perplesh-.... riddle! A new riddle...", he takes a thoughtful bite of the fishtail, chewing and occasionally spitting out thin bones as he stares off into the woods.
"What.... kind of riddle?"
"Well, it's the damnedest thing... I made a bomb, y'see? Simple little thing, really. Enough to knock a fella on his arse and leave his head ringin' like Saint Peter's Basilica on Sunday morn. But I cannot for the life of me remember where I put it..."
As if on cue, a thunderous explosion from behind them sent forth a shower of forest, dirt and fish to wash over them. Tibs immediately stood and started off to the south, away from the explosion. Rei stoped him and pointed back the other way, "I think it's that way!" she yelled over the ringing in her ears.
"Uhhh, yes. That would be where I burried it... right under the pile of fish I caught in the river this morning, before my nap and morning drink. That loud noise you just heard would be the result of it's inevitable discovery by The Bear [Joshua]. I have just remembered a very pressing engagement I have on the other side of the state... possibly the country. Ya think Mexico is open at this hour?"
"Tibs? You okay," she asked, carefully approaching.
Stirred from his revery, Tibs blinked a few times, looking through bleary eyes at his Beta. "Mmmmmmmmeeeeeeehhhhhh..... no. No, I do not think I am."
Slowly he unfolded himself, stepping down from the log, fishtail still clamped between his teeth as he expounded upon his point, "On top of a rather stressful day, I had yesterday? You 'member th'one? Where-in you and Layla got married an' then called to task like a couple of Moon-calf Cubs? And that creepy Godzilla thing was makin' t'kill Andresteia, Din and Mary?"
With a slightly uneven swagger he made for the tree with the remnants of his bottle and turned his back to her. Relieving himself with one hand, urine tinkling upon the glass shards in the completion of a time honored cycle, as he gesticulated wildly with his fish-tail in the other, "And our beeeeeeeeeeee-love-ed patron Sabertooth batted me about like a ball'o'yarn and said I needed to be more... more... wolf! I know, right?! Me! More wolf! Tha's like sayin' Mickey needs t'be more Mouse! Er Donald t'be more Duck! Er Goofy t'be more... w't'ver the fuck he is...
"An that wee bastard 'f a raccoon stole my bag. If'n I ever catch him, I am bindin' his ass to a penny and swallowin' it. With all that cheese I had at Layla's folks house? THAT will be a week from hell. Teach the theiven' little shit... What was I talkin' about?" he asked, looking down at the fish-tail in his hand, as if seeing it for the first time?
"You were saying how you were not alright?" Rei said, taking a seat upon the log and patting a spot next to her, but not too close. The morning sickness was bad enough this week, and Tibs reeked of cheep booze, dead fish and bleach.
"Right! Upon th'whole heap of all that other shit, I am struck by a new conun-... perplesh-.... riddle! A new riddle...", he takes a thoughtful bite of the fishtail, chewing and occasionally spitting out thin bones as he stares off into the woods.
"What.... kind of riddle?"
"Well, it's the damnedest thing... I made a bomb, y'see? Simple little thing, really. Enough to knock a fella on his arse and leave his head ringin' like Saint Peter's Basilica on Sunday morn. But I cannot for the life of me remember where I put it..."
As if on cue, a thunderous explosion from behind them sent forth a shower of forest, dirt and fish to wash over them. Tibs immediately stood and started off to the south, away from the explosion. Rei stoped him and pointed back the other way, "I think it's that way!" she yelled over the ringing in her ears.
"Uhhh, yes. That would be where I burried it... right under the pile of fish I caught in the river this morning, before my nap and morning drink. That loud noise you just heard would be the result of it's inevitable discovery by The Bear [Joshua]. I have just remembered a very pressing engagement I have on the other side of the state... possibly the country. Ya think Mexico is open at this hour?"
