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WHO: Kenzi and Kang
WHERE: Kenzi's room at the MAC
WHEN: Not long after this.
WARNINGS: Uh...drunk shenanigans?
SUMMARY: Kenzi's upset about getting a getting hit with a Double Rainbow charm and Kang's curious to see. Also drinking of good ale.
FORMAT: Prose?

Piccolo had left not too long ago and now Kenzi was rushing around her room in an attempt to make it more presentable. Normally she wasn't the type of girl to do regular house keeping. She figure as long as she could walk around without stepping on something it was fine right?

But then guests would come over and she couldn't really have them tripping over all her junk. And while Piccolo had been an unexpected guest she was expecting Kang.

Her dirty clothes were quickly stuffed into the hamper. Her collection of lifted wallets was shoved under her bed. Dirty dishes were put in the sink, where they should have been to begin with. The empty bottles of various drinks were tossed into a box that would from then on be known as the recycling box. She decided to just stack the pizza boxes up near the recycling box. Were pizza boxes even recyclable? They had cheese and sauce stuck to them but she assumed they were.

She took one more quick look around her room to make sure it was presentable. What she wouldn't give to have a Brownie living with her. Once things were clean enough, in her mind, she flopped on the couch and turned on the TV while she waited.

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Kenzi shifted uncomfortably before setting her drink on the table. She regretted asking about his kind and suddenly ale wasn't enough.

Without a word she stood and made her way into the kitchen. She pulled a couple of shot glasses from the cabinet before grabbing the vodka from the freezer. After which she returned to her seat and filled both glasses. "You're welcome to the vodka if you want." she said before slamming back one of the shots, leaving the other for him if he wanted it.

"So what's your world like? I'm imaging far fewer cities."

"It's not something I'm all that upset about," Kang frowned slightly, watching her fetch something that was clearly liquor. "It happened, the war's long over, and we've made a place for ourselves. I don't mind answering questions."

He watched as she took the shot and copied it. It wasn't bad at all, leaving behind a pleasant burn that was reminiscent of dwarf spirits without the aftertaste. "Not nearly as advanced as this one. There are more villages than cities, and none even half as large as this one."

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"I guess that's uh...good." She poured herself another shot and quickly downed it. At this rate she'd just forgo the shot glass altogether.

"I just...the whole fate thing is stupid. I've always been a firm believe of making your own choices and fuck whatever plans other people have made for you." And another shot down.

"Hm...I think I'd go crazy in a place like that. Especially if there's no pizza."

Kang smiled, "I knew I liked you for a reason, Kenzi. "Everyone has the right to achieve their own destiny." A human friend of mine told me that once."

Laughing, he poured another shot for himself. "It's not that bad, really. There isn't as much convenience, but we appreciate what we do have, and don't take things for granted."

She grinned at him before pouring another shot, although she didn't down it right away. "They do. Although apparently if a banshee wails for you there's not getting out of that. ...No matter how hard you try." She frowned. She had really liked that guy. He'd lived such a careful life and helping him break out during his last hours on earth had been great.

She gave a slow nod before finally downing her drink. "Yeah, sounds like the kind of place I'd go insane in. Suppose I'm thankful that this place didn't turn out to be something like that. Instead it's closer to home..." Minus her friends.

"You know someone it happened to, don't you? What happens if a banshee wails for you?" Kang had picked up on that frown.

He made a quiet noise. "I'm entirely lost here. Almost nothing works the way I'm used to, I'm so far behind I don't even know things that children here do, and I'm not even stuck here with people from my world I know or like. No, it's a black dragon, a br- another lord-governor of a nation like me, and someone else that the black dragon seems particularly gleeful about me meeting, for reasons I can only assume aren't good." He muttered a few curses in Nerakese, taking another shot. If only he could at least have his mate with him to help deal with it all and talk to.

"I don't know if you know what a banshee is but it's another kind of Fae. Although legends says it's a ghost." She waves the bottle in the air before refilling her glass. "None of that matters though. All that matters is that they wail for those of noble blood and it means there'll be a death soon."

She quick knocks back the drink and sighs. "Apparently there's no changing the outcome. We tried and we thought we were in the clear but then... Damn guns."

She sunk into couch and grumbled in Russian before looking over at him. "Well I'm here if you need help with stuff. I mean, hell, I waste most of my day drinking and attempting to get my damn powers under control." That wasn't completely true. She did other stuff but most of it wasn't legal.

"I'm sorry," Kang said sincerely. That must have been a horrible experience.

"Could you help me pass the test to get a GED? I can't go to one of these colleges unless I have one, and I won't be able to do what I'm best at without a..." he paused trying to think of the word. "A degree."

She shrugged and poured herself another shot before letting out a laugh.

"Dude sorry but that's where I gotta draw the line. I cheated by way through school and then I never did the whole college thing. Er...I'm sure there's someone on the network that could help. Maybe someone from that imPort school."

She fell silent, lips pressed together in thought. "Although I could teach you the secret code I came up with for cheat sheets and help you make one. That's the best I can do."

Kang smiled, shaking his head, "I actually do want to learn it. Not just out of personal interest, but also to take it back to Teyr."

"Well...the history for this world is different from home and probably something I should learn myself. I...might be able to help with that. But anything that has to do with numbers or geography, you can forget it."

Another shot down and she's starting to sink into the couch, obviously relaxed and comfortable. "Teyr? Is that your home? Because dude, I hate to break it to you but when you leave here you forget everything of this place. Or so I've heard."

"Math won't be a problem. The few examples I've seen were things I knew already from working with siege engines." Angle measurements were simple for Kang.

"...we do?" Well, shit. "Yes, Teyr is our nation."

Kenzi laughed. "Good. Because I'm terrible at it."

"Mmmn, yeah. Apparently crazy 'porter lady doesn't like people returning home with any knowledge they collected here. But apparently, if you come back, you usually regain that knowledge."

Kang snorted, taking a long drink of his ale and relaxing into the couch. "Doesn't seem very fair."

"Yeah, well, s'not very fair of her to bring us here in the first place. Even if it is holding off my possible death."

Kenzi slammed down another shot before rising from the couch. She wobbled for a moment before shaking her head and making her way into the kitchen. She dug around in the freezer for a few moments before returning with a bottle of tequila. This she didn't seem too concerned about pour shots for, instead she took a swig after settling back down on the couch. She cringed and cleared her throat.

"I mean, hell, at this point I'd even welcome Vex into this god damned city."

"No, it isn't. I have too much shit to do at home, and a mate." Kang cursed under his breath, watching Kenzi. "How the hell do you have all this alcohol already, on $200 a week? You found a job that quick?"

He paused, frowning. "Possible death? And who is this Vex person?"

"A mate...as in..." she trailed off with a grunt and another gulp from the bottle. "Uh...well kinda? And really I don't spend much. A couple of pizzas will last a week or longer which leaves more money to spend on booze." Truth was most of the money she had made was stolen or conned out of people. And the booze...well mostly stolen too. Or free thanks to her being a cute girl and guys just being stupid.

Kenzi licked her lips and shifted to get more comfortable. "I was stabbed just before being pulled her." the tone in which she spoke was just so casual about it. Like getting stabbed was an every day thing for her. Must be the booze.

"And Vex is a Dark Fae. Complete creep-o with the ability to control people like they're puppets. Which is cool I guess but ugh!" She shuddered. "He just so creepy and gross."

"Actually if I could wish for anyone to be here it'd either be Bo or Hale. Maybe Dyson as long as he's not going to be a dick."

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Kang quirked an eyebrow. "The closest term other races use is wife, but we don't marry, so I can't really call her that. And what about clothing?" He was getting the feeling her methods of acquiring things weren't exactly legal.

"Fae?" He guessed. "You seem to be in pretty deep with that group. Not Vex, judging from your earlier comment."

He poured himself another shot of vodka, feeling pleasantly buzzed. "You know some interesting people."

"Figured that much. Same term Dyson used since apparently wolf-shifters mate for life. And given Fae lifespans...that's a long-ass time. And thrift stores dude."

She took another drink and shifted around again so she was lying down with her knees over the arm of the couch. "Yeah. Hale's a siren which apparently are supposed to be female but he ended up taking after his mother. Thank god because apparently she wasn't a super bitch like the rest of his family. From what he told me she actually liked humans and thought that the Fae would benefit better by living more closely with us." She smiles softly. "I'm really glad he took after her. I don't think we could be as good of friends as we are if he hadn't."

She gave a bit of a nod. "I am. Bo claimed me as her human so I'm allowed to know all the stuff I know and other Fae aren't allowed to do anything to me. Not...that that stops the Dark Fae most of the time."

She sat up and took another drink before flopping back down. It was probably getting close to time for her to put the cap back on the bottle and let it go. Not that she would any time soon. "Dude don't I know it." She gave a little giggle.

"We don't necessarily do that. Fon can... pick someone else if she decides I've pissed her off too much." Kang smiled to himself, finishing off his ale. He was pretty sure it wouldn't be for a long time, if ever, and he really hoped it'd be the case.

"So it's a form of protection, or at least, it's supposed to be." He glanced down at Kenzi, and then at the tequila bottle with a grin. "I don't think you need to have much more, unless you want a hell of a hangover tomorrow."

"Fon?" She repeated that a few times then giggled. "Guess it doesn't work that way for wolves. Hell Trick told me Fae doesn't even allow divorce or separation or whatever during the first thousand years. ...He might have been kidding." She shrugged.

Kenzi looked up at him with a curious look on her face. "Form of protection?" It appeared she's already lost track of the conversation.

She raised the bottle and looked at it before shrugging. "I know the perfect cure for a hango--" She frowned and lowered the bottle. "Oh right...Hale's not here for that."

Kang laughed, "Fonrar. You'd like her. She's smart, and doesn't put up with shit."

He waved a hand. "Don't worry about it. What is this cure?"

Kenzi spaced out for a few moments her thoughts drifting back to home and her friends. Eventually she shook her head in an attempt to clear it.

"Oh he can do this whistle thing that can make your head feel better. Works way better than coffee."

"A siren thing?" Kang asked, leaning his head back and enjoying the buzz from the alcohol.

"Yeah it's a siren thing. It's definitely one of the more pleasant whistles. I've been on the receiving end of some of those unpleasant ones... They hurt."

She takes one last drink from the bottle before putting the lid on it and dropping it to the floor. Where it would remain out reach until she felt like moving again.