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Anonymous asked: Kanaya/Byrd, pleasantly buzzed and/or festive, on Hellmurder island.
(this is Crash Standing-verse but idk if it's canon for the verse or not.)
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"Byrd," she says with even more careful enunciation than usual, and that's how you know she's kind of drunk. "I do not wish to impugn on your transcendental broship with John."
She looks all challenging yet dignified, like she said something especially noble or important. You nod patiently, and pat the wooden log you're sitting on, your beer bottle trapped between your knees. Mighty useful as grabbing limbs, those knees, you'd never have found out without losing your hand and she would have tripped and gone down from you not being free to catch her and help her down.
That or she would have gotten a boobful of beer. You're not sure which would be considered worse.
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(this is Crash Standing-verse but idk if it's canon for the verse or not.)
960 words.
--
"Byrd," she says with even more careful enunciation than usual, and that's how you know she's kind of drunk. "I do not wish to impugn on your transcendental broship with John."
She looks all challenging yet dignified, like she said something especially noble or important. You nod patiently, and pat the wooden log you're sitting on, your beer bottle trapped between your knees. Mighty useful as grabbing limbs, those knees, you'd never have found out without losing your hand and she would have tripped and gone down from you not being free to catch her and help her down.
That or she would have gotten a boobful of beer. You're not sure which would be considered worse.
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