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Post by Elias Debrov on May 24, 2014 12:34:39 GMT -9
It was a rarity for Elias to drink. However, when shit hit the fan sometimes he had no idea how else to handle it. He was usually so collected, at least when it came to his work. He was organized in that respect, but when his methods failed, and lives were lost it took a toll on his spirit. He didn't want to admit that he sometimes pictures himself as some super hero, but saving lives was apart of his job. This among other reasons was why leaving his last hospital had been a better idea, however, this circumstance had nothing to do with strangers but his own family.
Though even if it had been a stranger he would have reacted no different. Elias could be an extremely self loathing bastard, and this had been one of those times. After the headmaster dismissed the Day class for the evening, he pulled out a case of beer from his closet and snuck around the campus for a quiet place to just sit around and contemplate the world, his life. Though in truth it was only just him getting completely wasted.
Absently he wondered why he had no friends, and he couldn't come up with anything on his own. He hadn't dated anyone since...well, ever. Work, work, work all the damn time. What was the point of it if he wasn't even good enough to keep his mother from getting worse. He didn't have magic or super powers. He was limited, and he absolutely hated it.
No wonder Siridean didn't message him. He had offered his number, and he'd got nothing in response. It's because you're a loser, his subconscious told himself, and as it continued to degrade him Elias figured he wasn't drunk enough to be able to turn it off. He cracked open his fourth beer and threw the lid out into the gardens carelessly. All the while ignoring the doctor inside of him that never left, reminding him over and over again that if he kept drinking like this he'd get alcohol poisoning. He could list the side effects in his sleep.
"Who fuckin caaaares."
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Post by Sirideán Weiß-Kappel on May 24, 2014 13:27:12 GMT -9
And the feeling in my blood I can never let it out This heart of darkness This night of pain It all becomes so far away In this space when I have gone You will be found again And the ties that bind me here Never let us go And the danger in my blood Is this who I am? This heart of darkness This night of pain I can't make it go away After spending the majority of the early evening grading quizzes, Siridean found himself craving a break. Of course, he was a stubborn man and thus refused to give into that desire for quite some time. Instead he made himself focus until he found himself going cross-eyed from reading his pupils' poor handwriting. Eventually it was a headache that finally convinced him to put down his work for a while. Nose wrinkled up lightly in distaste, he gathered the papers and put them in a manilla folder then placed the folder in his bag. Straightening his posture, he stood from his desk and wandered out of his classroom, intent to walk the campus and stretch his legs. Perhaps a little fresh air would help his headache go away. It was in his aimless meandering that he came to the garden. Normally he would have simply passed it right up, but some strange noises tugged at his keen senses and his curiosity was piqued. Stepping into the garden proper, his dark gaze drifted around, head tilted, long bangs nestled against his cheek. Who fuckin' caaaaaares drawled along the periphery of his hearing and he arched a brow. That voice was familiar. Following the sound he couldn't help but blink at the sight it lead him to. His new doctor acquaintance was apparently set up in a nice little corner of the garden with a case of beer. "Um...Elias...?" Siridean started, a little uncertain... "Are you okay...?" Well, that was a silly question to ask, really. It was obvious that the younger male was intoxicated. And yet...the vampire couldn't figure out what else to say, and so simply settled for that inadequate question. coded by Mura
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Post by Elias Debrov on May 24, 2014 21:15:06 GMT -9
Elias lifted the rim of the bottle to his lips, lingering there for a moment as he simply glared at the empty space in front of him. It was so quiet here, and he assumed it would give him solace, but it only left more room for his internal dialogue to run wild. It was infuriating. He tipped his head back and guzzled down a couple large gulps of ale. He hadn't noticed the man that had entered the scene, but as he absently realized he'd heard someone speak a moment ago, he glanced about himself.
When his eyes settled upon the tall, long haired man he'd met a day ago, his hues narrowed. He assumed for a moment that he was just seeing things, and his mouth let loose. "What do you want huh? Mr. Nice guy. Mr. Attractive model looking person." He tried to insult Siridean, but even while drunk he was incapable. The man hadn't been mean to him after all, and he couldn't blame him for his problems. He knew it was his own fault. He wasn't good enough.
"I'm perfectly fine." He subsided, his legs crossed in front of himself. He was being immature, and looked like it in his posture, despite the beer in his hand -which he tipped back yet again. The burn in his throat wasn't very comfortable, and he didn't really like it, though the feeling it gave him afterwards was just fine by him. A lucid sort of daze. He felt unhindered and far more invincible than he had today -at least enough to speak his mind.
"Aren't you supposed to be teaching or something?" Elias had no idea what time it was, but it really was fairly dark still.
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