Give Me One More Drink [Andy]

[pandora evelyn hearth]

The witch was bored. So very, very bored. She'd kinda been studying for a lot of the day so just needed to do something that didn't involve thinking. Her brain gave her the perfect answer. Drinking. It had been so long since she'd been down to the Gateway. Far too long. She hadn't actually gotten drunk in weeks. Weeks. In Pandora's eyes, it was practically a crime. Even if she had gone through a breakup and a deep state of depression (of which she hadn't truly left yet), it was about time she revived some of her old habits.

So that was how she ended up at the bar. As soon as she walked in she just felt at home. Man, she'd missed the place. The familiar smell of smoke and alcohol. Two wonderful combinations. A smile on her face, she strode over to the bar. Maybe she'd start work again soon. She was ready. She was healing. Having a brief chat with the current bartender, she ordered herself a double vodka. Straight. Pandora wasn't messing around tonight. She was going to get absolutely wasted - just to make up for the past three weeks. Never again would she go that long without a drink. She was a fun drunk. She shouldn't deprive the world of that.

Taking a seat on a stool, she paid for her drink and took a sip. The vodka burned her throat. What a welcoming feeling it was. "Welcome home, Panny, it's been a long time" she muttered to herself. A laugh left her. Every single time she caught herself talking to herself she remembered 'talking to oneself is the first sign of madness'. Mad. Crazy. Insane. All words that could describe the witch. Though she preferred the term 'Reckless' herself. Now that just summed her up in one word perfectly.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Andy! 
Notes: Drinking time!
Credit: Chloe!

[andrew jason locke]

The world around Andrew Locke was so completely beyond twisted. Parents: dead. Best friend: no freaking clue. Home: burned to the ground. School: transferred to this weird-ass place. New school: ...what would there be to say? Weird people. Weird families. Weird social structure. Weird classes. Not to mention all the magic and shit. Things That Go Bump In The Night + Twilight.

He'd tried not to think about it. Really. But all that weird can get to you after awhile. For Andrew, it slowly seeped into his skin like wet and cold snow. It had been fine, but now as he had some time himself, and as he took a minute to look as his life, there was only one important answer.

He still had no leads on Carter.

He'd spent so much time and energy, for so long, just to find the kid. Even came here, in case he had something to do with this world, and to make him strong enough to find him. But no dice.

Andrew was finally done with this feeling of loss and nothing, and it was time for a drink. The Gateway, his new best friend was empty enough, not so bustling as per its usual, which was fine by him. Noise was annoying at the moment.

He pulled up a barstool and ordered without looking at whoever was serving him. "Gimme whatever you got that's strong."

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- ---[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Pan [/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[pandora evelyn hearth]

After chatting to the bartender for a while once more, Pandora then decided to just look who was in the bar. She saw a few familiar faces but then again the bar was the perfect hangout for teenagers in the school. Sipping at her drink a couple more times, her eyes flicked toward the door. A guy just walked in. A guy she recognized. She smiled. Andrew. They'd spoken a couple of times. She listened as he ordered and frowned slightly. He didn't sound that happy. Picking up her drink, she got up and walked over to the guy. She didn't like seeing people sad. Not anymore. She wanted the her friends to actually be happy.

"Hey there, Andrew, what's eating you?" she asked him. Her eyes scanned over his outfit and her lips twitched upward at his top. She rather liked that top. It was pretty cool. Pandora took the stool next to him then. It was good that someone she knew had entered the bar. She hated drinking alone.

She wondered why she hadn't called any of her friends to come out with her in the first place. Then again, going down to the gateway had been a spontaneous idea. She hadn't had time to ring up her friends and ask them to come to the bar. She'd wanted a drink and, well, the young witch wasn't going to wait around for anyone. It seemed she wasn't going to be alone anyway. Andrew had just walked in and - hopefully - he would keep her company. She needed it.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Andy! 
Notes: Drinking time!
Credit: Chloe!

[andrew jason locke]

Andrew touched the cold glass to his lips to drink deeply, slowly. It burned its way down in such an seductively amazing way that he stopped only when the glass had nothing left but dregs. "Another, please." The bartender stared at him a little bit before scuttling away to fill his glass again. Andrew's feminine face was contorted in such an angry way that is had scared the man.

For a moment, Andrew was so lost in thought that he almost didn't hear Pan as she walked up to him. "Hm? Oh, sorry. Hi, Pan." He didn't realize what he looked like, so her concern was unexpected. Trying to relax his facial muscles so he didn't worry her so much, his lips turned slightly upward in a wry smile. "It's nothing..." he tried at first, but her expression led him to not want to lie. She was, in many ways, like an older sister to him, and one doesn't lie to their older sisters, if they have one. Or so his morals dictated.

He sighed visibly. "No, it's not nothing, Pan. It's just...this place. It's so weird. I mean, vampires? Werewolves? Not to mention, I'm a wizard? It feels like I've been thrown into Twilight and Harry Potter or something!" He stopped talking for a minute, then laughed humorlessly. "Sorry, it's the alcohol. Making me all depressed."

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Outfit

[/b] -------------------------- Clicky!
Notes[/b] -------------------------- n'aww sad andy D:[/i]
Tagged[/b] -------------------------- Pan [/i]
Song[/b] -------------------------- When You Were Young – Killers[/i]
Credit[/b] -------------------------- Destie~ [/center]

[pandora evelyn hearth]

Pandora watched as he got himself another drink before walking over. She was a bit concerned for the guy, actually, and wondered if she could do anything to help. She'd certainly help him get drunk at least. That was something that the witch could do. It took a minute before the guy noticed the witch but she gave him a smile when he did. His words were a blatant lie but she didn't pick him up on it. She wasn't impressed with the lie, however. The witch did not like being lied to. Even if the person wanted to keep something to themselves. She'd rather they told her that they 'didn't want to talk about it' then actually lie to her.

But then he sighed and spoke. She chuckled softly. Yes. She knew how she felt. When she first came to Northvale, with all of these races, she thought she'd walked into Hogwarts. Twilight, though? No. That was a bit of an insult to the supernatural world. Sparkling vampires? That was an insult to vampires. And then you had humans that made the jokes that they were faeries. Now that was an insult to faeries! Pan shook her head softly, amused at her thoughts, before looking to Andrew. His final words made her chuckle a little. Well, that wasn't good. Alcohol was meant to lift your mood. Not make it worse. Even if the drug was technically seen as a depressant. It always worked to improve her mood. Not make it worse.

"Don't mention the 'T' word around vampires. Not unless you want them to rant. But Harry Potter? Yeah. When I first came here I did think it was like Hogwarts. Though Sorcerers do sometimes get offended by mentioning that also. Yeah, humans are ignorant to the supernatural.." she told him. And she could say that. She was half human. For thirteen years, she was ignorant to the supernatural. It was something in stories, films, not in real life. But now? She had been thrown into this world. And, well, she couldn't imagine going back.

Outfit: Clicky!
Tagged: Andy! 
Notes: Drinking time!
Credit: Chloe!