kazoo 19 - video [cw; alcohol]

[secondconflict]

[Kerry's brand new to the train and already feels stupidly raw given everything his first day made him confront. He looks tired when he starts the video.]

So the shop's the best place to buy a drink, ya? I just arrived here but could really use anything that dulls the senses. Problem is, don't 'xactly got the cred yet to start tossin' it around on somethin' like that. [As someone who has spent the last five decades with enough money to get whatever he wants, Kerry finds this very offputting, but he's trying not to seem like a rich bitch right off the bat so he still just seems tired more than annoyed.]

Any way I can set up an IOU or somethin'?

Oh, um, name's Kerry, by the by.

Comments

[yondu]

I got a bottle of vodka I ain't cut into yet.

[He doesn't even question it.]

I'll pass it on to ya.

[secondconflict]

You're my new favorite person, choom.

[yondu]

No problem. I'm in 1:B or I can take it down to you, if'n ya tell me where you're at.

[He's chewing a toothpick right now, so Kerry can be sure he's getting it from the classiest blue man.]

[secondconflict]

I'll come to ya. [Because if he's being offered booze, he could at least have the decency to pick it up.]

I'll be right there.

[yondu]

[Guy sure sounds like he needs it, and Yondu was paid a kindness when he showed up. Might as well pay it forward.]

[He grabs the bottle and goes out in the hall to wait. So when Kerry gets there, there's a guy with a big ol' cybernetic implant sticking out of his head waiting on him, holding that bottle of vodka.]

Hittin' ya hard, huh? [He asks when he sees Kerry coming.]

Just gonna hit you with two people.

[zombiemessiah]

I wish I could help ya, friend. I owned a bar and club before I came here. Just the lack of company is killin' me.

[He wasn't much of a handout guy, but he often found himself doing to against his better judgment and in even more troublesome cases than a guy needing a drink.]

[secondconflict]

[Kerry has his own cybernetic implants but his look a little more on the fashionable side rather than being intimidating. He doesn't seem surprised at all by Yondu's blue skin either. He chuckles in a slightly dark way as Yondu brings up how terrible he looks.]

Fuck me, I must look like total shit.

[yondu]

Seen a lot worse. [Yondu shrugs, not judging.]

You need some company or you havin' one of them 'alone drinkin' moods?

[Because he's been there and he'll not fault a man for feeling the same.]

[secondconflict]

Never owned a place like that but frequented plenty. Too bad you couldn't bring it with ya.

[secondconflict]

It's your vodka. Let's drink it together.

[Being alone means thinking about V. He doesn't want to think about V.]

Still gettin' used to all of this.

[zombiemessiah]

Too bad it wouldn't work here. Too many kids.

But the people here? Clients would have been out of this world. Literally, in some cases. It would have been great havin' some of these guys in a place where they could cut loose....

...Though maybe some of them outside.

[What with the waterworks and the super strength and the party gods.]

[secondconflict]

Think everybody could cut loose from time to time.

Know for sure I wouldn't mind it right 'bout now.

[yondu]

Alright, hold on.

[He steps inside to go after his whiskey bottle (about a third empty).]

'Cmon, how about the music car. [He says in his raspy voice, gesturing down the corridor.]

That'n's pretty good. [Gives him shit to keep his mind busy with on this boring as hell train. It gives your emotions time to rot ya away.]

[secondconflict]

Music car, sure. [He seems amused by that, and a little uplifted by the idea too.]

Been meaning to check it out anyway. [He follows that way easily. He also kind of wishes he had brought along the guitar he had from home if that was the direction the night was going to go but he can always check out what the train's provided instead.]

Probably should have done first thing.

[zombiemessiah]

Sounds like our best chance to do something like that's gonna be on the job.

If you're into that whole saving the world thing. I'm hit or miss, myself.

[secondconflict]

Folks are what are worth savin,' world's gonna do what it wants to do.

[yondu]

Eh, it ain't goin' nowhere. I've been hittin' it up on the regular. Still got stuff to go through. A ton of it ain't good, but y'know, at least it's somethin'.

[He looks for music he thinks Quill would like, most of the time. Sometimes he likes a song or two.]

You just used to drinkin' or somethin' eatin' ya?

[It's worth asking, but he's not truly expecting an honest answer. He starts off towards the music car, long coat moving slightly with his lazy, easy stride.]

[zombiemessiah]

That's not too bad an outlook.

[Still, depends on the 'folks' in his book. Particular folks are worth saving.]

[But maybe he's just bitter 'cause he misses the old world so badly.]

At least ours aren't so bad they don't have booze. [He might have to scrounge a little, but he has plenty.]

[secondconflict]

Why not a little of both, huh? [Kerry replies with a smile. He's kind of eager to check out the music room now that they've decided that.]

Whatcha been listenin' to when you go through the stuff there?

[secondconflict]

And shit that's stronger than.

[yondu]

So far? A buncha older Terran songs. But I ain't rulin' anything out. Liked Bowie a whole lot. Soldat turned me onto this Cab Calloway fella. Liked Johnny Cash. Few other songs here an' there.

[He waves dismissively. It's whatever.]

I know some people that like music a little lighter'n what I'm wantin', so I try to keep an ear out for those.

[zombiemessiah]

Now you're definitely speaking my language.

[He has a very busy brain, and sometimes he needs to quiet that thing down.]

[secondconflict]

Is Terran your word for Earth? 'cause those are all Earth musicians.

[secondconflict]

Probably gonna be even harder trackin' that down.

[zombiemessiah]

I knew a guy that was good at making that kind of thing.

[His best friend, really. Doc was good for that stuff. King of trading cheap meth for bullets and guns. Murphy never partook but he respected the art and the bartering game.]

But still, he's there. I'm here. And no space that's not also child accessible...

[Though honestly he just wants a joint. Surely a small stash shouldn't be too much on this train's income. IT'S LEGAL IN SOME PLACES right? They should be able to buy it.]