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HAPPY NEW YEAR

Who: Anyone of legal drinking age or with a good fake ID
What: A BAR LOG: NEW YEAR'S EDITION
When: New Year's Eve
Where: The Birdcage
Warnings: I think there may be alcohol references in this bar log. Also probably sloppy makeouts come midnight.

The Birdcage may have taken a hit during the destructive riots in the city over the summer, but like a majestic phoenix, it had risen from the ashes and looked better than ever with its renovations - just in time for one of the biggest nights of the year. The lights shone brighter and more colourful than ever, the bar was stocked with fresh new liquors from around the globe (and beyond), the music rang loud and clear through new speakers, the stage was more elaborate and featured all kinds of drag and burlesque troupes...

It was simply fabulous.

And on this New Year's Eve, it was packed from wall to wall with those reveling in the joy of having their favourite bar back and eager to see what the next year has in store. The patrons were brought together from all walks of life, all timelines and universes and races and lifestyles, to celebrate together and bask in the warm buzz of a good drink.

Some of them were here from Smash Academy. Why? Maybe they planned in advance. Maybe it was spur of the moment in an attempt to not spend New Year's miserable and alone while sober. Maybe it had to do with that brochure for the grand reopening that kept appearing on the bulletin board outside the cafeteria no matter how many times a certain hall monitor and other concerned folk took it down.

THE POINT IS. It's a drinking log. Go nuts.

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At some eventual point, Kiyotaka would find a person he would least expect in the premises. A certain Super High School Level Programmer, to be more precise; Chihiro Fujisaki to be even more exact.

He, perhaps, look just as out of place as Kiyotaka was. Chihiro was simply standing from his spot while those around him dance and moved about with the beat. He wasn't conversing with those around him, just... standing there near a wall. With a drink in hand, but it was hard to tell from the distance what ice beverage it was specifically. Seems impossible for someone like him to drink alcohol, doesn't it?

A small effeminate boy like Chihiro actually fit in quite nicely with the crowds that packed this particular establishment. Although unlike some of the other patrons, he wasn't busying himself with flirting with more muscular guys. ~~UNTIL NOW~~

Kiyotaka also made a point of sticking to the quieter areas around the walls, where it was less utterly overwhelming than the main dance floor. This was terrible, he'd never find any of his schoolmates to watch over like a hawk at this rate. What if they were already drunk and gone and he was too late?! Kiyotaka had the will to reject the offers of free drinks from several men who'd approached him already (one of them said something about his butt, what?), but he doubted that anyone else did...

BUT EVENTUALLY, he did come across Chihiro, and was actually relieved to see such a familiar face. Until he noticed the drink in his hand. He really was too late.

"Fujisaki!" Wow, wait, this was Chihiro. In a bar. Of all the people Kiyotaka expected to run into, he was not one of them.

Chihiro turned to face Kiyotaka when he heard his voice, the programmer's face was already rather flushed. His head felt strange, he was sure he only had a few sips, not realizing sips were more like gulps.

"Ishimaru, funny to see you this evening," Chihiro said with more confidence than what was usually expected from him.

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"Don't get the wrong idea!! I am not here to drink, I'm here for the sake of enjoying the evening with friends!"

And he could enjoy new year's eve a lot more if he knew exactly what condition they were in. Chihiro wasn't stumbling around puking on everyone's shoes or anything, so Kiyotaka figured that was alright.

"Not even a few sips?" Chihiro took another sip. "That's a pity, it might loosen that nice ass of yours."

It was some form of out of body moment really, he said it and he heard what he said, yet he couldn't recall thinking of saying it at all. And, the thing was...he couldn't care at all. In fact, there was a swell sort of joy that he wasn't riddled with worry or nervousness, that his brain wasn't overloading with what-ifs and instincts to back away and apologize.

It was all rather liberating.

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Those words came from Chihiro's mouth.

Those words came from Chihiro's mouth.

What happened was, clearly, that as soon as Kiyotaka stepped through the door of the bar he was transported to some terrible alternate reality, because he absolutely refused to accept that such a sweet and meek boy would say something that lewd, no matter how much confidence training Kiyotaka had gone over with him or how much alcohol was in that drink.

"Wh... Fujisaki..." He moved closer, putting a hand over the one that was on his glass in a concerned gesture that could not possibly be misinterpreted by anyone. "How much have you had to drink? You need to stop immediately!"

Chihiro pulled his hand along with the glass in retaliation and glared. "No," he started as he quickly felt rather upset. "I'm afraid that's an invasion of privacy and it isn't like I'm underage to drink."

"Though I do wonder about that," he said before he clumsily took another sip. Before Kiyotaka get his hands on the Baileys. "Whether this really is my first drinking experience or not."

If he does succeed taking it however, he might have to do something to stop him.

Edited 2014-01-01 20:33 (UTC)

Kiyotaka might not have been the kind of guy to pick up on subtleties, but he got the full impact of Chihiro's words. There were a lot of things he wondered about too, but this had never really been one of them. The seed kind of was planted now, whoops.

"Whatever may have gone on in those years, you reaching the legal drinking age in Japan did not, and I never would have allowed alcoholic beverages within the walls of Hope's Peak anyway!" No matter what doubts he had about the gaps in his memories, especially lately, he could be sure that he'd remained respectful to the law no matter what.

(There was a 30% chance a certain older student snuck some booze in at least once.)

There we went. He was wrestling the drink from the smaller boy's hands, maybe spilling a little in the process. "Now then... This is for your own good!"

Time to save Chihiro from himself the only way he knew how: he was going to chug that shit.

Edited 2014-01-01 21:07 (UTC)

"I came in at a goooood time," Mondo muttered to himself as he encroached upon this scene.

Oh no. Oh hell no.

"You fucker!" Chihiro cried in anger. "Cut that out right now!"

His blood was boiling, him drinking wasn't harming anyone-- Hell, it wasn't harming himself in fact. In a moment of brilliance since his brain took a backseat tonight, he quickly grabbed Kiyotaka by the collar when the hall monitor was midway drinking the beverage. He couldn't think this was a bad idea at all, though really it was best to say he still couldn't care at all.

"Ishimaru, quit it the fuck out."

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He probably should have stopped. But if the alcohol was having this kind of effect on Chihiro then it was plain as day that he should not have another drop. It was a pity there wasn't a sink or a garbage anywhere nearby to dispose of the drink instead.

SO HE KEPT ON DOWNING IT, even if a little splashed out as Chihiro yanked his collar. Considering who he'd dormed with for almost a year, it took a lot more than posturing and cursing to intimidate him. It was only after the glass was empty that he finally held it out to the side at arm's length, silently wishing he had a glass of water on hand or something. Gross.

"You will thank me when you're sober!"

Mondo wasn't really sure what to make of this scene, but his first instinct was to break it up before it escalated into something even more ridiculous. So he cut between them and pried Chihiro's little fingers away from the collar they were gripping and distanced his friends from each other, making sure the smaller of the two didn't lose balance since for all he knew he was most likely drunk if he had been... both drinking and experiencing a complete 180 in behavior.

"Hey! What's goin' on here?" he demanded to know, mostly imploring Kiyotaka for answers.

Kiyotaka set the now-empty glass down on the nearest flat surface and crossed his arms, pretty high and mighty for someone who had, in the end, wound up having a drink at a bar like everybody else.

"Fujisaki's drunk! I'm keeping things from getting any worse!"

"The only way you can keep things from getting worse is to buy me a new drink, asshole." Chihiro interjected, getting even more angry upon being intervene.

Thanks to drunken impulse, Chihiro also thought it would be a good idea to try forcing his way to grab Kiyotaka again, never mind that he would be no match when against either one of his friends- let alone both of them teaming up against him.

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"Whoa, cool it!" demanded Mondo, blocking the grab by slapping his hand against Kiyotaka's chest where he was aiming for so he couldn't pinch clothes. "Fujisaki, how many drinks have you downed tonight?"

Judging by his size, he couldn't possibly handle many. And, judging by his personality change, it was probably already "many".

He glared at Mondo, "not enough that I'm puking my guts out, I'm completely at the top of my game!"

Then he stopped struggling completely, a realization just dawned to him.

"Holy shit. Oowada. Holy shit, Mondo. I'm looking at you in the eye."

This drinking thing was the best idea, Kiyotaka be damned.

Wow, hey, no need to smack him for Chihiro's inebriation.

"Liquid courage is not good enough! I will get you some water if you're still thirsty."

Although... now that the rapidly downed drink was hitting his system and making him a little dizzy, crossing the dance floor and finding some water seemed like a pretty daunting task.

"Wait a second... Brother, have you had anything to drink?"

Mondo had his attention batted around from Chihiro's drunken realization to Kiyotaka's question.

"No," he replied, not entirely sure why it was even a big deal. "Not yet, anyway. This place kinda creeps me out..."

He eyed Doria as she passed by on her merry way.

"I don't need water, I need booze." Yeah no, he still wasn't going to give that one up yet, even if he wasn't trying to pick a fight again.

But then he shrugged, "it's kinda off rocker, but it isn't that bad."

Of course, just as he said that, some guy behind him retorted; "of course 'ya wouldn't mind, you're as sissy as they come." So much for not picking a fight.

"Did that asshole just called me a sissy," there was an unmistaken amount of venom in Chihiro's voice, even going as far as he sounded like dropped a couple of octaves along. His expression quickly goes back from 'drunk but nonchalant' to 'drunk and ready to choke a person'.

Edited (i am a fart who can't decide wording) 2014-01-15 16:45 (UTC)

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