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Post by Reese Ghislain on Sept 23, 2017 5:01:27 GMT
[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","monody"]  they charge me for years I can no longer pay. Despite what a person with a lesser education might have said, being a professor employed by the most prodigious university in the world was exhausting work. There were mountains of essays and assignments to grade, lesson plans to create, and a never-ending stream of students stopping you in the middle of the halls or dropping by the classroom to ask questions about one thing or another. Then, there were the other assignments doled out by the Headmaster himself for his underlings. And—last, but certainly not least—was the ever-present leash present around all the staff member’s necks that could be tightened like a noose at the slightest provocation.
It was like carrying an elephant on one’s back and sometimes you just needed a break from it all.
That was the purpose behind this weekend. It was going to be a night to forget about the world and everything that made life nearly unbearable and live in the moment for a short while. At least, that’s what Reese had intended when he’d given Emiko a call to invite her into his home. Of course, he gave the ceremonial pledge that he would control himself around his lovely colleague (though it was more of an inside joke rather than a serious question by this point).
The night had started off simple with a few glasses of expensive Champaign between the two of them and a cheese old action flick. Then, the big guns had come out with trip after trip to the bar Reese maintained for such occasions and the movie became a drinking game of sorts. Every time one of the leads dropped some cheese one-liner or punched a guy or blew something to smithereens the two of them would take a shot. Barely two hours in and both professors were hammered out of their gourds. It was going to be a long thirty minutes, especially since they were matching each other drink for drink.
Not the best pastime when your best friend also happened to be an alcoholic.
“You know, I still don’t get why the guy always has to be this hulking badass in these things,” Reese slurred. “And why’s the woman always some cheap, plastic cutout that just gets kidnapped again and again?”
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Sept 27, 2017 18:14:31 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 /comboburst-1.png) [attr="class","litags"]Drinking friends <3 [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]"Ugh, right?" The young woman would respond with an equal amount of distaste in her voice. Em's head dropped onto her shoulder to side eye the bottle that had just been freshly opened a few hours ago. Gods they were going through that faster than children could a pinata filled with candy it felt like. "You might as well get the next round ready. I can tell they're about to-- nahhh, I got it."
Emiko slid her nylon stocking'ed feet off the leather couch and onto the floor so as to sit herself up. The action wouldn't be done with much accuracy or efficiency. But success would be had eventually. Manicured fingers would wrap around the bottle that hadn't bothered to be closed since being opened. "Guarantee he's about to-- ahh ahhhh ... yep! There it is. Up up, son~!" Em would chuckle to herself as she handed the man yet another filled shot glass. It was quite the humorous display seeing such a professional using such loose terminology and lax handling of posture and poise.
Following her own order Em would drain the shot glass with single quick motion. The glass would make the appropriate thud sound as she thunked it onto the coffee table in triumph. A pleased goofy grin would spread her pained lips as she allowed herself to slump back, one of her feet plopping onto the table ahead of her. Any original question that Reese had asked had by now fluttered far far away.
"... Ffffffinally." The professor would whisper as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Finally. The level she had been aiming for. The numbness. Numbness.
Numbness.
It was precious and fully appreciated. The only time Emi felt like she was experiencing any sort of peace. This sensation right now, here, is what she looked forward to. What got her through her life. Her experiences. Her shock collar and tight leash. It was probably obvious to those that had gotten drunk with her before, that moment she reached her closest version of nirvana. Emiko hummed a light laugh before she glanced over to the gent that had welcomed her into his home. "Thanks for tonight. This is exactly what I needed ... I mean, I'd prefer sex too but this is nice."
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Post by Reese Ghislain on Oct 17, 2017 21:29:10 GMT
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[attr="class","monody"] they charge me for years I can no longer pay. It was always amusing to watch the prim and proper Professor Inoue throw her usual stiff demeanor to the wind. Reese smiled gratefully as Em handed him another shot, which he downed with relish before sinking into the couch. The alcohol burned down the length of his throat and left a pleasantly warm tingle in his belly and a nice buzzing sensation in his head. A quick glance over to his lovely companion was enough to tell him that she was feeling it too.
“Finally hit that sweet spot, Em?” Reese asked, smiling. He didn’t agree with her drinking habits for obvious reasons, but he never said anything. He would’ve been a hypocrite if he did anyway due to his own addiction to gambling. There was just something about the thrill of betting it all on a hand of cards or a spin of the roulette wheel or a pull of the lever at the slot machine that made him feel alive, so he understood that need to feel numb on occasion. Everyone had their vices and the two of them had figured out a system to make it work.
Mostly.
Reese couldn’t help but to laugh when Em’s other vice made itself apparent. “Well, Em, you know I’d gladly take you up on that, but there’s this unfortunate fact that I was born the wrong gender.” His smile took on a mischievous light. “Besides, we both know that you get laid more than I do and that’s just talking about the ones I know about!”
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Oct 19, 2017 19:09:38 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]Dayum, writing Emiko drinking suddenly got her blitzed off her ass I see LMAO [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]"Yaaahhhsss." Emiko beamed brightly, answering her friend's question. "Sweet spot doesn't ... begin to describe it." The young woman would allow herself to slump back into her seat. An absolute rarity to witness without the influence of alcohol. Her slouched posture wouldn't last long though. Sloooowly the young woman's back would slide along the leather couch and would find herself flopping to the side as limp as a doll. Though the goofy ass smile would remain thoroughly intact. "It's great."
Now laying upon her side, Em would pull her legs up beside her. Fingertips soon began to enjoy brushing the nylons. A calming soothing sensation. "Awww, see. This. This is why you're such a good friend." Emiko would blow a kiss with an amused chuckle before the hand would plop onto the couch cushion beside her. "If you were my pr-preferred gender, we wouldn't be having this conversation. Or most conversations. But alas." Emi would wave her hand flippantly. "You fancy yourself a dude. Such woes. Many tears."
"Truuuuuue." Em would mumble before glancing to the table, considering on grabbing a handful of those candied almonds. "We need to get you laid more." Which would be followed by a groan. "Uggh, why didn't we grab smexy buddies before drinking? Why did I only now think of this?" A finger would be pointed in her friend's direction. "Reese, Reese. Next time ... wing man. I'll find ya someone ... and me someone obviously. But -- oh my gods, Reese."
Emiko would grab a handful of candied nuts as she propped herself up on an elbow. "Reese. Tell me I'm stupid and to stop." Em would say, with a surprising amount of sudden seriousness behind her words. "I'm starting to crush on someone, hard. Like, non-just-sexual sort of way. And it's stupid. I'm stupid. Tell me I'm stupid and that I should stop."
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Post by Reese Ghislain on Oct 26, 2017 2:01:40 GMT
[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]Give me all the Gossip!~ [attr="class","monody"] they charge me for years I can no longer pay. TReese tried and failed to suppress a fit of laughter when Emiko slumped to her side like a limp noodle. It might’ve been the alcohol, but it was probably the funniest thing he’d seen all week and he couldn’t help but laugh. It took several tries for him to eventually calm down and even then, he was chuckling like an idiot. “Yeah, yeah, I can tell,” he said. “Just try not to sink to far into my couch. I’m a little too intoxicated to go fishing for you right now.” Speaking of which, it looked like it was time to take another shot, so Reese gladly supplied the next round.
He down the shot with gusto before blowing a breath that he probably could’ve set on fire if he’d been so inclined. Part of his drunken brain thought it would’ve been hilarious, but he tossed that thought out the nearest window. He liked his nice little house to be flame free, thank you very much!
“Yep. I don’t think we’d be doing much else but getting to know each other very well, but like you said, tears and woes and all that.” He swung his hand in a wide arc with enough momentum to send him sprawling to the opposite cushion. “Man, we should’ve thought about that before getting plastered. I’ve got more than enough rooms for fun times to be had in, but we might make the maids a little upset.” His chin met his chest so he could see Em’s face better. “Guess we just got a little too eager to get drunk, but there’s always next time. You and me could steal more than a few hearts before the night ends.”
Reese arched a brow at the sudden change in Em’s tone. She appeared to have pulled a one-eighty turn as she grabbed a handful of candied nuts and the reason behind it came as a surprise to him.
“You’re stupid and you should probably stop,” Reese slurred dutifully. “Now, are you going to tell me about the little lady that warmed your heart or we going to play twenty-one questions?” He didn’t take much interest in her love life too often, but he always liked listening to her latest one night stand or prospective girlfriend.
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Nov 3, 2017 5:21:51 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]Sorry. Emi wanted to talk about a serious subject. Please forgive me orz [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]Emiko was not a shy one. Especially not after all the years of friendship that Reese and she had shared. They would talk openly about their one night stands, their recent hook up's. Never in a matter that would be disrespectful of the other party. If details were being shared, then the identity of that night's young woman was kept hushed. They were adults after all, not teenage boys. It was an aspect of their friendship that was appreciated and cheers'ed to every other drinking night in the least.
But this evening was different apparently. Emiko's face, possibly for the first time Reese had ever witnessed, would flush in a shade of beet red. "I ..." Eyes would shoot downcast to break the self-created accidental tension. The handful of candied nuts would be chomped on in a single less-than-graceful motion. If her mouth was full she didn't have to tell, right? Of course this drunken logic would be mentally dismissed. A sigh would escape her nose as she decided there was no escaping this. She'd brought it up after all. It was a social noose she herself had swung around her own neck.
After a few moments of chewing there would be a single hard swallow. A pause as Em thought upon the best way to admit what she was going. And then of course, as is the alcohol-induced way, would toss all social plans out the window and would blurt out her truth in a blunt and unpampered manner. "It's a student ..." She'd admit with a hard case of guilt and shame. Her manicured fingers would dig into her skirt as the atmosphere, at least as far as she was concerned, shifted.
"I didn't mean to ... And I technically haven't done anything. You know, official. She doesn't even know ..." Emiko would admit, those scarlet eyes burning holes into Reese's couch cushion. "I never wanted to start feeling this way about her. She's just so ... She's just so fucking adorable!!" Em would proclaim with a sudden burst of volume as if it was the other's fault for being so. "She's just so cute! Everything she does! It's precious and kind and ugh!"
Upon relaxing back down from her previous outburst of frustration, face still very hot and red, Emi would finally find it in herself to look up to meet whatever look Reese had waiting for her. She was so certain that there would be judgment. In the very least a look of disbelief at how incredibly stupid she was being. ".... it's Amelia Rose." Em would admit in a softened voice, almost equivalent of a whisper. She knew Reese would recognize the name. The girl was in one of his classes after all.
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Post by Reese Ghislain on Nov 7, 2017 21:47:08 GMT
[attr="class","snailhouse"] [attr="class","Chromeleft"] [attr="class","Chromeleftoverlay"] [attr="class","NOSTALGIA"] [attr="class","Chromeright"] [attr="class","Chromeoverlay"] [attr="class","lemonsoda"] [attr="class","puppycat"]It's okay. Reese is so drunk it's fun to him~
[attr="class","monody"] they charge me for years I can no longer pay. Blink Blink
Reese had to admit that his head was having some trouble wrapping itself around what he was seeing. Emiko—a woman that had risqué stories that could make even the most experienced in Dagos’s red light district blush—was as red as a beet? That was what was happening, right? She was turning into some shy little schoolgirl?
An incredulous smile twisted at Reese’s lips as he watched Em stuff her face full of candied nuts. This was just too adorable coming from his friend! She was embarrassed about having a crush on someone!
Oh, gods, this was priceless!!
And then, Em finally found the courage to blurt out the exact nature of her crush and Reese’s eyes went wide as saucers. She was crushing on a student?! As in a student from the university!?! In any other circumstances, he might’ve been more than a little worried about her. The “Royal Asshole” wasn’t keen on student-faculty relationships and the punishment for unprofessionalism was severe in the mildest of terms. Hell, he’d almost found himself on the receiving end of that punishment more than a few times in his career.
Now—with the fuzzy tingle of alcohol muting his nigh non-existent inhibitions—Reese just wanted to laugh, and laugh he certainly did. He laughed and laughed and laughed some more. He laughed so hard and so long that his ribs started to hurt and he lungs rebelled at the consistent pressure he put on them. Karma eventually punished him for laughing at his colleague’s expense when he rolled off the couch and landed on the floor. And even then, he was still laughing.
Slowly, Reese pulled himself away from the outburst and used the couch as leverage to pull himself to a sitting position. “Sorry, sorry,” he said between fits of mirth. “It’s just… seriously?! Your crush is a student!?” Reese started laughing again though karma intervened early this time when he started coughing.
“Ah, gods, -heh- my best friend had her heart stolen by a little mouse,” Reese continued. “Don’t get me wrong, Amelia’s an lovable little thing, but I just can’t believe it.”
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Nov 16, 2017 7:40:45 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]Oops. More serious topic. Muh bad. [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]It was her turn. Emiko's eyes went wide as dollar coins as she witnessed the man before her burst into loud laughter. Not a blink. Not a single inhale. Breath was held as those scarlet hues watched on in disbelief as Reese fell from his seat onto the floor. Confusion was probably the second most experienced emotion in the moment. Em had been so prepared for a lecture, a chastising. But this. Hilarity ensuing had not even been on the radar. And so the young woman would stare on and wait for more to go on. Something that would assist her in clarity.
Emi's tightly gripped hands would relax as her drinking friend and colleague was finally able to gasp out his apologies. Ones that were soon followed up by questions. It seemed she was not the only one needing clarity. "Yeah." Her soft response would come, brows furrowing ever so slightly. He laughed himself so hard it had caused him pain. It was a realization that little drunky Emi was coming to terms with. Sitting back she was now considering if this was preferred over the smack upside the head she'd been expecting. The jury was still out on that one.
"She's a precious little mouse." Em would almost mumble under her breath. A sigh would follow as she'd allow her previously tense form to now relax, slumping back into the couch. "To be fair I can't believe it either .... Gods, I'm so stupid." Emiko's head would thump back into the leather seating, staring forward blankly. "I don't know ...." Regardless of if Reese were able to calm himself or not, Em would seemingly slip into a simpler air. A numb atmosphere, the ones she chased after so fervently with those bottles of alcohol.
Simple fact and truth. Someone knew her secret now, it wasn't just her carrying the hushed topic anymore. "Did I ever tell you he forbid me from marrying until I retire?" She'd ask, those eyes glazed over, partially due to her BTC, partially due to the subject matter. "Told him I wanted kids when he asked. He didn't want me to gather dust during pregnancies and paid time off. Didn't want to lose his use of me I guess. You know how he is."
A lengthy inhale would commence as those eyes would finally blink away the daze. "I guess I've spent so long seeing people as temporary sex ... buddies. I guess ... I don't know. Having someone spend time with me without asking for sex just burrowed its way in. It just hit me that I care for this girl for more than just a lay." Em would turn her attention back to her friend. "Does that make sense?"
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Post by Reese Ghislain on Nov 21, 2017 20:06:42 GMT
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[attr="class","monody"] they charge me for years I can no longer pay. Emi’s somber reaction injected a fresh dose of sobriety into Reese’s demeanor. He could tell how heavily this subject weighed on her just by listening and watching her body language. After all, these were dangerous feelings to harbor in their line of work; one wrong move or slip of the tongue to the wrong person would have some severe consequences for everyone, especially Emiko. Hell, he’d probably be right there beside her if it ever caught fire and get burned right alongside her. Reese sighed. “Em, you’re not stupid,” he said. “You’ve just found someone that makes you happy, and gods know we could both use a little of that in our lives. The “Royal Asshole” doesn’t give a damn about us.” He plastered that same easy smile he always wore in situations like this across his face. “Besides, I’m happy for you.”His smile faltered after Emiko revealed the constraints placed upon her and he got considerably angrier than he usually would’ve. It wasn’t enough that they were both on his leash, so he had to control what they did outside of work as well!?
“Yeah, I know exactly how he is,” Reese said. “But you know something? Fuck him. I say if having someone you care about for more than just sex makes you happy, then go for it. That might be the booze talking, but it’s still what I think about it.” Another sigh followed when he finished. “Just… be careful about it, okay? Don’t give the bastard an excuse to take you away from me.”Reese picked himself up and wandered over to the far corner of his living room where a vintage jukebox rested. He’d found the thing a few years back at some antique store in Dagos. It’d been in rough shape, but he poured no small sum into restoring and upgrading it with a few modern enhancements. The investment turned out to be the best he’d made in years. He pressed a few buttons on the console and soon the notes of an elctroswing song were wafting pleasantly through the air. The man stood there feeling the rhythm for a few second before he starting moving in time with it. He shimmed his way over to the entertainment system and grabbed the deck of playing cards he kept there. Then, Reese returned to his place on the couch with a plop and shook the cards free of their cardboard casing. “So, I think it’s time we stopped thinking about all this for a little bit and indulge in my vice for a while.” Even wasted out of his mind, Reese’s talent with cards was in evidence and his dexterity shuffling the deck was miraculous. “So, what’ll it be Emi? Think you can play a few rounds against the master?”[newclass=.minisnailhouse a]font: 7pt roboto; color: #666666;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse]width: 500px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleft]width: 0px; height: 200px; float: left; background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/QGafOYx.jpg?1'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeleftoverlay]width: 79px; height: 30px; padding-top: 170px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeleftoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeright]width: 420px; height: 200px; float: right; background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/d55xIdn.jpg?1'); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Chromeoverlay]width: 420px; height: 80px; padding-top: 120px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .Chromeoverlay]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.45); transition-duration: 0.8s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.puppycat]width: 200px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; float: left; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px; opacity: 0; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.lemonsoda]width: 79px; height: 1px; background-color:#f5f5f5; float: left; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .lemonsoda]width: 200px; transition: all 0.5s linear; [/newclass][newclass=.NOSTALGIA]width: 0px; height: 1px; background-color: #f1f1f1; float: left; z-index: 2px; position: relative; transition: all 0.5s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .NOSTALGIA]width: 280px; transition-duration: 0.5s; transition-timing-function: ease-out;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse a]font-size: 5pt; font-family: roboto; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; font-weight: normal;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .puppycat]opacity: 1; transition: 0.7s; transition-delay: .5s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.Stayingforawhile]width: 50px; height: 50px; border: 4px solid #ffffff; transform: rotate(45deg); position: relative; margin-bottom: -28px;[/newclass][newclass=.monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(100%); transition: all 0.8s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.snailhouse:hover .monody]-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%); /* Safari 6.0 - 9.0 */filter: grayscale(0%);[/newclass][googlefont=Open+Sans] |
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Nov 23, 2017 5:22:55 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]Very thankful for the good friend. [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]"Yeaaah," Emiko's lips curled into a small smile. "I'll ask your opinion again when we're sober." Hell, a sober Emiko doubtfully would have ever even brought up the topic in fear of wrapping a noose around not only her neck but also her dear friend's. In the morning after any sort of hangover that may come, Em would regret this evening's recent conversation. But for now there was relief. Her close friend thought it wasn't just okay but he was happy for her. To have someone she cared for more on an emotional level rather than just sexual was a positive.
Hearing Reese's words of caution Em would nod. Gods, was she lucky to have someone who she could talk to about these subjects and who could honest-to-gods understand her struggles. Ones that she was forbidden from so much as whispering about outside of their circle. "I promise I will be careful. I honestly don't know if I'm going to pursue anything ... But, in the least, it was nice to see I could feel that way about someone. The butterflies feel nice." There was that soft hue of blush once again.
Scarlet eyes would blink up to acknowledge the movement of the other. "Your vice, huh?" The small sweet smile would shift sideways. It obtained an air of spice and sly amusement. Long before the cards were achieved Emiko knew what was coming. She had no problem admitting alcohol and her had a very close relationship. For her friend? It was gambling.
"I wouldn't mind." A drunk Emi would answer. Swaying herself in the opposite direction, the young woman would slide off the leather couch and onto the floor. Her actions were anything but graceful, but yet somehow still mindful that she was wearing a skirt, a view upwards never for a second being exposed as she situated herself. "I wouldn't mind at all." So quickly did the serious air dissipate as Reese would begin shuffling. No, she didn't mind at all. For a friend as close as this, she didn't mind. Not one bit.
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