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Post by Percival Ohere on Aug 2, 2016 20:36:58 GMT
Note: Last day of Festival, during the Day of Giving. Percy's gift to himself is Alcohol Poisoning, apparently.
After about the third drink, Percy regretted this last month, and the one before it. So many emotions, swirling around his head in a vortex he didn't need. People he now knew as more than strangers, selfishly taking over parts of his thoughts, making the boy try to think better of himself on their behalf.
After the fourth drink, Percy decided to screw them all, he'd act as he wanted, no one was going to stop him. Percy could return to his sour tongued ways, he didn't have to pressure himself into making himself a better man if it was too hard to do so. He didn't have to feel like some sort of good guy for saving that girl that one time, or whenever he'd done something remotely nice for Nanari's sake.
And after his tenth drink, Percy decided he didn't need to feel guilty for the deaths of all those people, they probably deserved it, one way or another. This entire world was full of people who'd done wrong, even those Percy thought he could rely on most did wrong. He was far into drinking, and far from giving anyone any benefit of the doubt. Including his parents. At this stage, Percy was right to believe that perhaps they knew all along that Mo was a killer, and wanted the boy dead. Perhaps they were just raising him like cattle, let him grow strong before giving his power to someone else, not caring what it would do Percy. He snorted into the whiskey glass, that would be typical.
Percy began loosing count on how much he was exactly drinking after twenty glasses had been downed. He'd even altered the alcohol to be stronger, and had succeeded in blurring his mind. But, there were some other effects happening too. He blinked a few times, the buzz around his head was pulsing like a heart beat, and it felt as if it was knocking against his ribs as it pulsed. His breathing became irrational, and Percy grew frustrated as he couldn't keep it under control. It would be the icing on the top to know his own body was betraying him.
He couldn't sit down anymore, it was getting uncomfortable to just sit there staring into space whilst struggling to breath normally. So Percy pushed himself to his feet, finding the room twisted as he turned to look around. He blinked some more, trying to focus on walking towards the door. He hit the wall near it, dragging himself along until he was into the corridor of Nick's floor in Sora. Percy looked around, not seeing anyone. His mind wasn't in a place to tell his legs what to do, so they just moved on their own, taking him somewhere. Down some stairs, past another row of rooms, past some people, one... two, Percy couldn't tell. His hands shook, badly, through his blurred vision Percy swore they looked a little blue. They felt freezing, and his breath was getting harsher. If he any sense left to care, Percy would be worried, but he didn't, so he simply tucked his hands under his arms and ignored them, looking up in time to see the wall he then collided into.
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Post by Nanari on Aug 2, 2016 20:56:18 GMT
Nanari was thankful to her parents for dragging her out from her depressed state to the festival, though she was reluctant to do so, the fight competition with her uncle was great, and looking around was calming to say the least... But she was searching for a familiar face the whole time, and picking up bits she thought he might like in the off chance she may find him. Some tea here she knew he liked, a slice of Delilah's pie, a strong whiskey sample... Just anything she could find really that she knew Percy would like... It was a hope she couldn't shake that she may make it up to him for what she did, even after he suddenly left when she showed him the way out... She never meant to hurt him like this, and at the end of the day, she knew it was all her fault. She managed on the last day of the festival to get Percy's place of stay off Nick... Of course he would find his way to the party room, Nanari was waiting for it... But on the walk down she never expected to see Percy suffering in the corridor. Rushing over she didn't even think as she checked temperature and figured out the problem... If she wasn't a healer, the smell of alcohol would have made the content of her stomach come out, and it was clear that alcohol poisoning was the crime here. Stroking Percy's hair as she dragged him into the closest room and began to pour healing magic into him, at least enough to make sure he would be safe, knowing right now sobering him up may make him angrier at her... Nanari whispered words of comfort. "Just breath, in and out slowly, it's going to be fine. You should warm up in a moment, just give it a few minuets, you'll be okay..."
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Post by Percival Ohere on Aug 2, 2016 21:25:20 GMT
The smack into the wall didn't sober Percy up, didn't shake his head into realising how bad he was right now. It just knocked him onto the floor, and made him take a good five minutes just getting to his feet. Then he kept stumbling, half of his body asleep against a wall as he walked against it. He was caught just before another fall, someone grasped him, pulling him somewhere. And as much as he tried focusing on them, it was like he was asleep right now, with his eyes wide open, he couldn't even turn to look their way. He was in a room now, and something warm touched his side, then began moving over his skin in a wave of healing. It brought him to the point of realising where he was, and who he was with. This healing magic had been felt before, many times. He knew it was her, a moment before she whispered to him. He put all of his strength into getting away, feeling Nanari try to take some of his buzz away yet again. He didn't breath in and out slowly, it was all drawn out in harsh and fast waves as he glared at her. "Do... does it look like I'mmmm fine?" He asked, hands balling into fists, steadily warming up from their frozen state. Percy shook his head, "Beee... because I'vvve never been fffine. You... you and all offff them, you jussst want me to be. Want me to b-be better. Well I'm not!" He began yelling, very loud, almost too loud for his stomach to take. "P-Percival Ohere isss a ffffuck up, he's a ffuck up and I hate evvveryone who thought I wa... was better." He tried explaining. But whilst drunk Percy was more open than sober Percy, he also didn't make much sense.
He was pushing himself back against a wall, legs shaking as Percy made sure he didn't fall down against it, he needed his legs in case a runaway was necessary.
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Post by Nanari on Aug 2, 2016 21:34:08 GMT
Nanari didn't resist as he tried to escape, knowing it would do more harm then good to keep him here. But she did continue to let healing magic into him, weaker due to no more touching, but it was still there. She let him talk, giving a small sad smile as he finished as she tried to think of how to reply that wouldn't make him upset or angry. "He's not a fuck up, just confused and misguided... I want to be his friend, I want to help him. He's not broken, just lost in others memories that he forgets on who he is.. On who Percy is, and I want to help him break out of that, find who he is again..." It was hard talking about him as if he wasn't there and he was a stranger, but it may be easier to speak like this, make it so that he believes it. Nanari flinched to help him keep up right, but refrained herself to let Percy have his space, content to just talk and reassure him for now. "Percy wont get better in a day, it will take time and patience, I want to be there for that, to help... That's all I've ever wanted to do, help my friend... No matter what it is."
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Post by Percival Ohere on Aug 2, 2016 21:55:04 GMT
It was the healing magic keeping him standing, ironically, since he stood for the sake of running away from it if he needed to. For now, Percy was too lost in his own body to even know Nanari was still healing him. Like a standing corpse he stared at her, eyes sunken, skin pale, a week without sleep would do that to him. She acted so kind, so damn kind all the time and Percy just couldn't understand it. He couldn't get it, and it frustrated him to a point of boiling anger to not understand what brought Nanari to care so much. Why, why did she want to help Percy beyond anyone else. He could see her past, he knew she didn't invest the majority of her life into helping every single low life she saw, not as much as she did for him. She didn't bring every sewer rat of a person up to Aura, bake pies with them, talk with them, she didn't do any of that for anyone other than him. For him, for Percy, this twisted young man with a mind so confused it saw everything as a threat. Then Percy stopped moving, for a moment he was a statue. For what reason, would Nanari want to do everything she'd done for him? Of course... of course, it was obvious. So obvious, that Percy began to chuckle to himself. "No matter what..." He muttered, head pressed back against the wall. Then it pulled forwards, droopy, but looking over to Nanari. "You're... in love with me, aren't you?" Percy asked, the words felt loud in his head, but he barely muttered them in reality.
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Post by Nanari on Aug 3, 2016 20:38:26 GMT
That was the last thing Nanari expected Percy to say, and she was rendered speechless for once as she tried to think on what to say... Of course she did, it wasn't hard to fall in love with him once she got to know him better... But the idea of actually telling him out loud was terrifying, when he sounded so shocked himself, that she couldn't work out what he was thinking. She didn't even care how quiet the words were, she heard them as if he shouted them, and that made her reply all the more terrifying to say. "Is that really so wrong?" It wasn't out right saying those words, but it held more meaning then a simple yes could do... And told more then she would ever be able to put into words no matter how hard she tried. And god did she hope that Percy wouldn't hate her for this, because that would be more heart breaking then him saying he doesn't feel the same way... That she could deal with, but losing him entirely, would pretty much kill her In the end.
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Post by Percival Ohere on Aug 3, 2016 21:06:51 GMT
Was it the alcohol, or was it Percy's genuine opinion currently washing his mind with anger right now. Perhaps he honestly felt uncomfortable, imagining someone liking him so much that they loved him. Or perhaps, it was the idea that this was another form of betrayal. Percy couldn't help but wonder- and he was sure the alcohol was helping with this- that Nanari never wanted to help him for the sake of making Percy better, but because she wanted him to fall for her, like she'd done for him. He'd known a lot of betrayal, not all of them in his own life, so he couldn't deny the possibility of this all being for her gain. The more he thought on it, the more Percy found it funny, in a horrible way. He kept chuckling, smiling into Nanari's scared face. "Noooooo..." He grumbled, "S'not wrong, it jusssst makes so much s-sense now." He replied, pushing off the wall, stumbling forward a little before quickly catching himself, keeping his eyes fixed on Nanari's, staring at her through his drunk smile. "No one never does something without their own gain, r...riiiiight?" He asked with a chuckle, "Because... because why do all these nice things for meeee, just to be nice? Noo, you just wanted me to fall for you too, didn't you?" He asked, walking closer and closer as he spoke, feet shuffling across the floor. He was close to Nanari now, focusing on an image his drunken mind created of her, of the Nanari that would smile so alluringly as he summoned constellations for her to meet. That was the one he saw, not the real one, probably upset or otherwise. "I g-guesss you just couldn't resissst me." He muttered. And fast, fast for a drunk man, Percy lunged forward, and kissed Nanari. It was by no means appealing, not just from the Prince's general smell, but because he was barely even aware of himself as he did so.
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Post by Nanari on Aug 3, 2016 21:17:35 GMT
Nanari took one look at Percy after she spoke and took a step back... Hearing his words, his voice... She had to admit, she was finally afraid of him. He was wrong, she never even planned on telling him, let alone being nice to make him fall for her too, that was the last thing she was doing. "Percy, please, you know that's not true, I would never." Her voice wavered as she spoke, as she watched him, but she didn't get chance to speak again when his lips connected with hers... Nanari felt the tears fall, knowing, as she tried to push him away... It wasn't easy, but she managed it as she took a few more steps back and wiped her mouth, looking to Percy and feeling her healing magic drop from his body, no longer wishing to try and help, a action she didn't mean really, but right now couldn't help. "Why? WHY HUH?" She knew he was drunk and probably didn't know what he was doing, but she couldn't hold it in. "I can take it if you didn't feel the same, hell I could take you hating me even if it would hurt... But why that of all things Percy? If you were planning to break me, if you really being honest all those times about everything to do with not wanting me to try and be your friend, to try and help... Then congratulations, you won... How does it feel huh? TELL ME!" Nanari could feel the tears fall from her face, as she hugged herself in comfort... Unable to really believe Percy would do that.
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Post by Percival Ohere on Aug 3, 2016 21:52:50 GMT
Funnily enough, the kiss didn't wake Percy up, or Nanari shoving him away. In fact, Percy wasn't sure he was even awake right now, everything felt so strange still, so sickening and angry. He was pushed back, wiping his own mouth aggressively, still staring into Nanari's eyes. And as she cried, unlike any other time, Percy felt nothing. She spoke, no, she screamed at him, and it hit right to the back of Percy's pulsing head. It made him wince, and focus on her words more than he would otherwise in his current state. She finished yelling, and then began sobbing, and Percy just watched in silence. Then he chuckled, he snorted. And despite his drunken grin, Percy cried too. When he finally spoke, there was no drunken slur, only words dry and harsh, like they were drawn across a jagged blade before being spoken, "Because I couldn't take it anymore. You, just... you, trying to make me a better person. Trying to make me feel... things." Percy explained, taking one step back towards Nanari.
"I hate you, I hate all of you," Came drunken speech, disguised with a harsh and deadly confidence, "I can't get rid of the guilt, because you and all of them, making me want to change, making me hate myself for every bad thought I have, every sin I want to commit, every drop of alcohol I drink. Now, because you came along, all of those things just cause me more pain." He tried explaining, unsure if his words even made sense, and Percy was annoyed at himself that even he himself couldn't explain how it felt to hurt Nanari this way. His hands tensed into fists again, and he walked a step closer. "And now... now I know it was all just for something like this. You just want to... to use me, like everyone else." Percy believed, before smiling again, shadowed by the tears in his eyes. "Tell me, wasn't that kiss just what you wanted? Don't you want more, don't you want to use me for more? Go ahead." He opened out his arms, "Go ahead and use me then, like everyone else wants to." Arms open, he took a third step closer, moving until otherwise stopped from advancing. There was no light in his eyes, they rested half open, and distant, through all of this. He took a fourth step, "Should I kiss you again? Isn't that what you wanted from me?" He muttered.
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Post by Nanari on Aug 7, 2016 19:51:40 GMT
"I didn't try to make you feel anything, all I wanted was to give you a friend that wasn't a bottle of alcohol... I couldn't help but fall, and I never planned on even telling you because I didn't want to scare you away, I didn't want to make you think exactly this..." Nanari felt herself squeeze her hands in anger as she let the tears fall, body shaking at hearing all he had to say, she didn't interrupt, but she filed the information into her memory before pushing Percy away as he came over. "I NEVER WANTED TO USE YOU! I JUST WANTED TO BE YOUR FRIEND, SOMEONE YOU COULD COME TO IF YOU NEEDED IT. AND IM SO SORRY YOU FEEL LIKE THIS." Gripping her hair, Nanari spun around before dropping her arms and loosening her stance in a show of defeat. "I never wanted this, like I said, I didn't even plan on telling you my feelings, whether I wanted it or not, doesn't mean I was going to force it, and it bloody well hurts you doing it... I just wanted to be there for you..." Shaking her head, Nanari gave a bitter smile. "You won Percy, I hope you will be happy, that's all I ever wanted for you, I'll leave you alone from now on, Angus was right about you, I see that now. Because, Because clearly after the amount of times you tell me you would go back and stop things if you regretted them... Clearly this isn't one of those times. I'll stay out your way if I ever see you around, wouldn't want you to think I'm forcing my way back in and trying to use you again." Nanari began to walk off, ignoring anything Percy had to say, she was so tired and done... She refused to allow herself to go any deeper into things... Despite her tears. And once she was out of his site, she allowed the tears to come back full on as she headed to where she knew her father was, needing the company, hugging him tight and allowing herself a moment of weakness.
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Post by Percival Ohere on Aug 9, 2016 21:01:59 GMT
The push was enough, then again a small gust of wind would have done the trick to, and it made Percy stumble back, no balance left. He tripped backwards, slamming into the wall, and letting the weight pull him to slump down against it. Nanari yelled, it hurt his head, making Percy wince, squeezing out the tears he'd still not felt were there. He hissed from the pain, before paying whatever attention he could muster to listen to what Nanari had to say. He smirked a little, when she said he'd won. Perfect, and about time, he'd finally won. Finally got someone to realise scum when they saw it. She couldn't be more right when she said Angus told her right about Percy. He remembered what Angus had told him in the past, how he didn't deserve Nanari around. Perhaps those words and those fists had finally knocked into Percy's head enough to make him believe them. He didn't speak again, watching Nanari silently, smirking and chuckling like the drunk fool he was, still ignorant to the tears he shed. He chuckled so much his teeth clenched together, watching her leave. "Thissss is your fffault! Your ffault for lo... loving sssscum like me!" He yelled towards her, eyes remaining fixed on her back until she was gone. He took a few breaths then, uncharacteristically frustrated with all of this. He even tried to spit in her direction, but it came out much worse. In fact for a few minutes, Percy sat there retching and throwing up everything he'd drank in this fast time, feeling his throat grow tight and sore, and everything began to hurt again, no healing magic around to stop this poison in his system anymore. There were sharp pains up and down Percy's arm, and across his chest, breathing was hard again, especially with acidic waste coming up out of his mouth every minute. For a moment he was so dizzy he thought he was going to pass out, but he didn't.
In fact Percy got up, stumbling, throwing up some more. He walked somewhere, he couldn't remember where, and then was outside. He walked, he sweated excessively. The pain in his arm wasn't going away, nor was the difficulty in breathing. And Percy didn't know that what he was suffering from was actually very serious until the sharp pain in his chest made him drop forwards, collapsing outside Sora, just beyond the buzz of people celebrating freedom.
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Remember kids, drink responsibly.
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