062 - I feel pretty, oh so pretty!

[major_west]

Oh, quit complaining, all of you. It'll be over in a few days, as it always is. Honestly, is this any worse than a standard flood? You only look different.


[OOC: And he's so pretending that he didn't just have some insane fit of emo and crack open his Christmas booze at the sight of himself. SO. A LITTLE GIRL MIGHT BE GETTING ALCOHOL POISONING BECAUSE SHE'S TRYING TO DRINK LIKE A GROWN MAN. Somebody stop him plz :c]

Comments

Your big pause has worried him!

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

Are you all right?

D:

[major-west.livejournal.com]

yes i;m fine fjust had drunks

DRINKS!~

HE SEES YOU BEING IN YOUR EARLY TEENS

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

...

Would you mind if I came over?

SMART MOVE, BILLY (I have no smiling Hannah yet :c)

[major-west.livejournal.com]

YES YAY~

Annnd, ACTION!

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Billy takes one last, slightly distraught look in the mirror before heading out and over to Wests room to check on his friend. Trying the door, he finds it open and pokes his head in slightly, glancing around the room carefully]

West?

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[West's sort of sprawled across the couch, looking almost like a normal girl writing in her diary-- except for the limpness to his limbs. It's a bit of a struggle for him to be writing right now, and he's really just doing the journal equivalent of drunk dialing, as a bottle of brandy sits on the floor beside the couch. Looking up, he smiles sunnily-- and drunkenly-- and waves a hand]

Billy!

...

[He drops the journal and rolls onto his stomach, propping his arms and head on the armrest as he stares at Billy]

You-- [a point] are not Billy.

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Billy gives a half smile and comes in to crouch in front of the arm rest that West is sprawled across.]

Hey, if you can be a drunken teenage girl and still be West, then I can be a sober twenty-something woman and still be Billy.

[He pauses then, and looks down. He really doesn't like being Penny, it's creepy.]

I... kinda know what you mean though, I really don't like this.

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He watches Billy, then nods. That's good reasoning, that is. He sighs, tilts his head a little and rests it on his arm]

This's all... wrong. I don't wanna be--

[He closes his eyes]

It's sick.

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

I know.

[Billy shifts back a little to sit down in front of West, peering at him curiously.]

So... who was she? You really don't know?

[He hesitates, before adding.]

I know who mine was, she was here for a bit even, remember?

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He nods slowly]

I remember her. Penny.

[Then he slides down a little to hide his face in his arms. After a long pause, he finally speaks in a muffled voice]

A survivor.

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Billy frowns, reaching forward to touch the side of Major Wests head gently, brushing his fingers lightly through the little girls hair. It doesn't really strike him at the time that this is a very "Pennyish" gesture, rather than one that he would necessarily make.]

A survivor.

[He remembers their first ever conversation, and feels a pang of something unsettling in his stomach.]

One of the ones you expected to do their duty?

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[While the Major would normally shy away from something like that-- particularly in a weird flood situation-- he feels oddly comforted by the touch. But then at Billy's question, there's a wave of revulsion and he flinches away]

Yes.

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Well, that explains the drinking. Billy leans in slightly, not breaking contact with his friend.] I'm sorry West. [He stops for a moment, pausing before he adds:]

Look, you keep your head down, I'm going to go get you a drink of water, okay?

[Yeah he knows West is used to the drinking, but West is usually a fully grown soldier man, not a little girl.]

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't say anything, but nods. He's not feeling terribly well, and he's not sure if it's the alcohol doing it, or the fact that he is... well, who he is. He sort of wants to vomit, but then on the other hand, he wants to just close his eyes and black out for a bit. Both are very appealing options right now.]

Don't feel well. [His voice is soft, with a far-away quality to it, and he closes his eyes]

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Billy dashes over to Wests kitchen and runs a glass full of cold water before heading back, only to find the Major with his eyes lulling closed.]

Hey! Hey, West? Come on, now is not a good time to have a sleep!

[He gives the little girl a small shake, before sliding an arm under West to push him up a little, putting down the glass while he tries to rouse him.]

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[Reluctantly, after a shake and feeling himself being moved, West opens his eyes and looks at Penny-- no, Billy-- blearily. There's a faint smile]

Hullo.

[Then he clumsily reaches for the water, spilling some as he brings it up to his lips.]

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Billy gives a slight smile back, keeping one hand on Wests shoulder and the other supporting the glass of water.]

Hullo yourself.

[He lets the other man -- or, the little girl drink a little water, before asking:]

How you feeling? Any better?

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[The water helps, some... or, at least, he thinks it's helping. He almost begins to nod, when it hits him, a wave of nausea, and he quickly shakes his head]

'm gonna be sick.

[He quickly puts the glass down and moves to stand, then promptly loses his balance and stumbles back onto the couch]

Umm-- bucket?

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

Bucket?

[Billy has one of those moments of panic, where would West keep a bucket? Oh! The kitchen!]

Bucket! Right! Yes! I'll go... do that, now. Right.

[and out he darts, doing a quick hunt through the cupboards until he finds a big plastic basin and turns to head back towards West with it, hopefully before his friend spills his guts...]

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[In a moment of awesomeness, West leans forward and begins to lose his lunch-- figuratively, since he hadn't actually eaten lunch yet-- into the basin, stopping for a moment, thinking it's all good, before he suddenly throws up again. He breathes in hitching breaths, feeling as though he's going to cry-- ughh. Is this what girls do after they get sick?]

Oh-- ew.

[He spits, trying to get rid of the taste of bile in his mouth, then swishes some water in his mouth and spits again]

...sorry.

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Billy keeps the bowl in one hand and reaches forward to push back Wests hair with the other as the little girl vomits. It's never nice to have vomit in your hair, though how he knows that he isn't entirely sure. He smiles slightly, keeping the bowl up as West finishes spitting.]

It's okay, better out than in.

[He pauses for a moment, glancing down at the basin of bile. Gross.]

You feel better now? Or do you think there's more to come?

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He nods, feels as though he's going to throw up again, and instead coughs and dry heaves a little. Looks like there's nothing left. He gulps, making a face at the lingering taste in his mouth, then slumps back, resting his head against the cushions.]

Thanks, Billy.

[He rubs his eyes, then looks down]

'm such a twat. I shouldn't've... done that.

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[A little relieved that West appears to be empty, Billy sets down the basin next to him, before moving up to sit beside him on the couch.]

Hey, what are friends for?

[He tilts his head back slightly, and lets out a sigh.]

Yeah, you probably shouldn't have done that, but... considering the circumstances? I'd probably have done the same.

[Well, maybe not exactly the same, but something similar, maybe.]

...If you went back, and it all happened again? Would you do any of it differently?

ACTION

[major-west.livejournal.com]

[West blinks, still a bit too drunk to be quick on the uptake]

What, try to kill myself with brandy or...

[He looks down and lowers his voice]

The other thing.

ACTION

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[Billy gives a slight smile at Wests persisting drunkenness]

The other thing.

[He kind of knows it's not his place to be asking this, but he can't help but feel like maybe West needs to talk about it. even if he is a drunk little girl when he does.]