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Fallout [closed]
Jul. 11th, 2013 11:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
has_a_hornAngels have advanced metabolisms and healing factors that, even here in New York after the rift did its best to dull his powers, make going on a bender take some serious concentrated effort. Today, he's willing to put in the hard work. In his efforts to stay as far away from conscious thought as possible, he has every bottle in his apartment empty by noon (plus a couple that he'd snapped up just for the occasion) and he's still not as drunk as he'd like to be.
He is, however, feeling like pissing off Peter is an amazing and worthwhile endeavor.
With a snap of his fingers, he appears noiselessly in the middle of Peter's apartment and sways on his feet just a bit before he can take in his surroundings. It's not much of a place. He notes Peter sitting watching TV, wiggles his fingers in hello, and makes his way directly to the kitchen cabinets in search of what booze Peter no doubt has lying around. "No Lucy? I expected Lucy."
He is, however, feeling like pissing off Peter is an amazing and worthwhile endeavor.
With a snap of his fingers, he appears noiselessly in the middle of Peter's apartment and sways on his feet just a bit before he can take in his surroundings. It's not much of a place. He notes Peter sitting watching TV, wiggles his fingers in hello, and makes his way directly to the kitchen cabinets in search of what booze Peter no doubt has lying around. "No Lucy? I expected Lucy."
