Lt. Silveira: Drunk talk.
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Sep 10, 2024, 4:36:15 PM9/10/24
to USS Artemis-A – StarBase 118 Star Trek PBEM RPG
((The Old Inn, Canterbury, UK, Earth))
Vitor grinned, slowly he began tapping his empty glass at the music rhythm. His senses were slightly… Dimmed by the gins, but he had managed to recognize the song now playing.
Starting to dance in his seat Vitor kept the beat with his glass.
Silveira: Sing with me..
Adea: Oh Vitor, I don’t really…
Vitor ignored Genkos reply and closed his eyes. The glass was now in sync with the music.
It was about the middle of the song but he remembered the lyrics and in a soft tone he began to sing.
Silveira: You win again, so little time, we do nothing but compete
There's no life on earth, no other could see me through
You win again, some never try but if anybody can, we can
And I'll be (and I'll be), I'll be (I'll be) following you, oh girl
Vitor began to smile. There was an old portuguese expression that said “who sings puts Evil away”. It would be likely best translated as “Those who sing put their sorrow away”.
It apparently worked when you already poured down some gin.
Adea: You’re drunk, Vitor. Or getting there.
Vitor tilted his head, which wasn't exactly a good idea as it left him a little dizzy.
Blinking he leaned forward, resting his arms on the table
Silveira: Well… I was trying… But Your Herbertness stopped me.
Adea: There’s nothing wrong with getting drink my friend, as long as you’re not doing it as a coping mechanism. That’s dangerous. I should know.
Vitor raised an eyebrow almost replying harshly.
He knew as well. Vitor spent weeks sobering up Tito. And that experience changed both their lives. It's been years since he got drunk.
Not even Jo's death threw him in that path.
But something inside made him stop. Even if he wasn't sober he had enough sense to ponder on Genkos words.
Silveira: I know as well. I helped Tito sober up. I was there with him for the withdrawal.
Don't worry… I am not going down that hellhole. ::he smiled sadly at Genkos:: Thank you… And I am sorry.
Adea: Response
Vitor laughed. Only Genkos would say something like that.
Silveira: You know, if you didn’t exist someone had to invent you. And I am glad you're there. I am certainly not at my best right now, but if, and when, in any way I can help I am here for you Genkos.
Adea: Response
Vitor nodded and smiled. But he couldn’t keep up the seriousness for too long.
Even if it had warmed his heart and, at least to him, tightened up the bonds with Genkos.
With his grin he leaned forward, whispering.
Silveira: Are you sure you won't come with me and get a tattoo? Maybe somewhere special? How about a flute? You know..
His grin grew wider, wondering if Genkos managed to connect the dots of the picture his dirty mind had drawn.
Adea: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
Vitor grinned, slowly he began tapping his empty glass at the music rhythm. His senses were slightly… Dimmed by the gins, but he had managed to recognize the song now playing.
Starting to dance in his seat Vitor kept the beat with his glass.
Silveira: Sing with me..
Adea: Oh Vitor, I don’t really…
Vitor ignored Genkos reply and closed his eyes. The glass was now in sync with the music.
It was about the middle of the song but he remembered the lyrics and in a soft tone he began to sing.
Silveira: You win again, so little time, we do nothing but compete
There's no life on earth, no other could see me through
You win again, some never try but if anybody can, we can
And I'll be (and I'll be), I'll be (I'll be) following you, oh girl
Vitor began to smile. There was an old portuguese expression that said “who sings puts Evil away”. It would be likely best translated as “Those who sing put their sorrow away”.
It apparently worked when you already poured down some gin.
Adea: You’re drunk, Vitor. Or getting there.
Vitor tilted his head, which wasn't exactly a good idea as it left him a little dizzy.
Blinking he leaned forward, resting his arms on the table
Silveira: Well… I was trying… But Your Herbertness stopped me.
Adea: There’s nothing wrong with getting drink my friend, as long as you’re not doing it as a coping mechanism. That’s dangerous. I should know.
Vitor raised an eyebrow almost replying harshly.
He knew as well. Vitor spent weeks sobering up Tito. And that experience changed both their lives. It's been years since he got drunk.
Not even Jo's death threw him in that path.
But something inside made him stop. Even if he wasn't sober he had enough sense to ponder on Genkos words.
Silveira: I know as well. I helped Tito sober up. I was there with him for the withdrawal.
Don't worry… I am not going down that hellhole. ::he smiled sadly at Genkos:: Thank you… And I am sorry.
Adea: Response
Vitor laughed. Only Genkos would say something like that.
Silveira: You know, if you didn’t exist someone had to invent you. And I am glad you're there. I am certainly not at my best right now, but if, and when, in any way I can help I am here for you Genkos.
Adea: Response
Vitor nodded and smiled. But he couldn’t keep up the seriousness for too long.
Even if it had warmed his heart and, at least to him, tightened up the bonds with Genkos.
With his grin he leaned forward, whispering.
Silveira: Are you sure you won't come with me and get a tattoo? Maybe somewhere special? How about a flute? You know..
His grin grew wider, wondering if Genkos managed to connect the dots of the picture his dirty mind had drawn.
Adea: Response
TAG/TBC
Lt. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0
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