toreQ
Combatant
If the Wise are fools, I'm a Drunk Fool...
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After being left there, toreQ himself took a wild eyed look around, before giving a glazed look at K'vok. "You have wife?"
"No. I don't believe in masochism."
toreQ looked at the other male blankly... then laughed. Though he had no idea why... "Have a House?" He asked.. it now being clear he hadn't figured out who he was talking to yet.
"House of Cheng"
toreQ wasn't paying attention though... having gone back to remembering things in past... He babbled for a bit about his wife.. and the war..
"Been to long since seen wife... She has this spark to her... you know my daughter just married?"
"No, I don't know your daughter. You're drunk, shouldn't you try sobering up?"
toreQ laughed... "Sound like Malq..." Suddenly he seemed angry... "I should kill that bastard... toreQ started to stand.. having sat down on arrival.
K'Vok pushed toreQ's shoulder's down, "Oh no, you're going to sit and sober up like a good little warrior."
"What are you... my mother?" He grumbled... but he didn't resist... His head had been spinning... he was getting into the hangover stage.
"No, I am far prettier."
toreQ actually studied the Klingon/Vulcan for a moment with a squint... Then surprisingly he grunted an affirmative.
K'Vok threw his head back and laughed, "You truly do need to sober up."
toreQ snorted... and then studied the man again... "I know you don't I?"
"Yes, you do, toreQ."
toreQ then groaned, putting hands to head. "Your fortunate."
"To know you? Hardly." K'Vok replied, looking around. "Exactly how much did you drink?"
"Ermm...." He starts counting fingers.. on the 5th finger he looks at the 6th but speaks instead... "More than 5 bottles..."
"Yep, you're drunk."
"Clearly..." He grumbled... By now the alcohol was finally leaving his system, leaving the hangover in it's place...
"Come on, let's get you somewhere where you can sober up."
toreQ nodded slightly and started to get up again. His lame leg still not quite working yet.. but enough for him to stumble.
"Where we going?"
"To your quarters."
toreQ groaned loudly. "Not there!"
"Why not?"
"My room-mate... they stuck me with a Tellarite..." toreQ grumbled.
"Oh...fine, I'll take you to my quarters."
toreQ nodded, "Who's your room-mate?"
"No clue."
toreQ shrugged... "Long as it's not a Tellarite." He said as he limped heavily alongside K'vok.
"Who knows, it might be one of those fighting tribbles."
toreQ looked at K'vok... "You know your nuts right?"
K'Vok laughed, then punched toreQ in the jaw. "I know it, but don't call me nuts."
toreQ's head which was already spinning... now spun even more as his lame leg dropped him on his right side. toreQ growled... but he didn't attack back.. after all he had asked for it. "I'll remember that."
"Good, come on now."
toreQ climbed back up... and grabbed onto K'vok's shoulder as his vision swam... "How long till we get there?"
"Two minute or so...are you alright? Do we need to go to medical?"
"Why ask? Just need rest."
toreQ muttered... He used K'vok's shoulder to steady his right side.
"Right, well, you need to rest soon, 'cause you're making my shoulder hurt."
toreQ let go... limping along... it hurt his good leg to limp like this.. but least it was hurting himself and not K'vok.
Then they got to K'Vok's quarters and the ne' keyed in the code, "Come on, in you go."
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