I'm a Functional Alcoholic! I swear!

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar, him! Of all people was being sent to rehab for his drinking problem. As if he had one, he was perfectly functional! He cursed quietly, he had heard the men inside the van when he woke up. He was hooded, handcuffed, and his legs were chained. He could still tell that he was wearing his suit however and it wasn't ruffled. He sighed for a moment and decided to play along while looking for the best opportunity to escape.

His gut craved alcohol, as soon as he felt the van stop he stood up so the men wouldn't force him to stand. As soon as two of them got their arms around his to keep him from running they entered the complex after a rough estimation of two hundred feet. Far enough to be normal and yet nearly impossible for normal people to escape. He could do otherwise, they had forgotten to remove his bags of dirt that was lined in his jacket.

They probably thought it was normal, which mean't they were military police not alchemists. As soon as they were inside and the doors shut and locked they unlocked his cuffs and took his hood off before being introduced by some sweet old looking grandma type lady. He memorised the important parts of her speech as he obviously looked around his surroundings and explored the inside of the room. Just pictures, bolted in benchs, and really heavy flower pots with flowers in them.

As soon as she finished he was escorted by her to a room with people sitting in them, apparently from her speaking she liked the sound of her own voice. What useful information he attained was he was in central, central had ordered people who were recorded as drinking "too much" to do this bunch of bullshit. He sat down and looked around, apparently he was the first person to speak. A man just a bit further from the rest with a clipboard motioned for him to speak.

Murazar decided to just say whatever he felt, " Captain Dauthi, Mercenary, Fort Briggs Chief of Intelligence, I'm no alcholic. I'm a functional Alcholic! To hell with this, my belly craves a shot of whiskey and I have a job to do! Let me the hell out." He growled lightly at the man with the clipboard. He wasn't going to be subtle if he was first and considering how they were putting him in this he didn't even have the option of running at first.

[Spade Aeries]

"Makes ya warm up there in Briggs, ne Mura?" Spade slurred from his seat. Everyone gave him the look, but he continued anyway, obvious to them. Hey, it was his turn anyway! "I'm Brigadier General Spade Aeries at your service. I run Central here, so I didn't have to travel far, and neither will you. If you ever want to hit the bars--" The only way to silence Spade abruptly is to hold a gun to his head. What? A stun gun counts as a gun! Cold, jade eyes darted to the device and he briefly considered killing the old lady holding it when he realized that the higher-ups wouldn't like that very much. He sighed, and with a shrug, closed his mouth.

As the rest of the introductions blurred by, Spade sat there with his legs crossed until his butt hurt from the hard plastic chair. Are you kidding me... They could at least line them with velvet! They had been told they had to stay there for a week where they would then be assessed and deemed sober enough to continue their job. If not, they would be expelled from the military. This amused Spade to no end. Unlike the rest of these sad suckers, his job wasn't in jeopardy in the least. They needed him beyond measure. Seriously, the last thing they should be doing is testing his patience. Spade rose from the chair and kicked it over with anger, stalking off with the rest of the group to view their 'living quarters'--aka dorms. Great.

"Fuck this," Spade spat, his anger at it's breaking point. Before he killed anyone, he decided that it was time to leave. Plus... he really needed a new pair of sunglasses; these had a scratch on them from that bastard in the subway. He spun around and almost ran square into the silver-haired man who looked as pissed as he did. An idea surfaced. "Let's escape."

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar grinned wildly as a new man surfaced who agreed with him, he held out his hand to shake his before saying happily, " Call me Fox, glad to meet another sane person here." He shut his mouth as the old tranny granny glared at him brandishing the stun gun like a toy. She was circling the group like a ol' hawk waiting for the first catch.

He stood up when the session was over the man, spade was it? Almost ran into him he grinned wildly before nodding his head. In a split second he threw his chair at the only camera in the room before grabbing the old lady's arm and throwing her to the ground before his knee suffocated her into being knocked out. He pocketed the stun gun and some keys from a quick search. In five minutes the guard would probably notice the camera shortage and send some riot control troops there, by then they would be gone.

He looked over at spade and said grinning," Got the keys to the front doors, lets hit a bar. Know any good ones?" He was planning on making his visit to central a short one, unless they were eventually caught. He was planning on making the chase at least hilarious since the trains and exits out of central would be blockaded considering their important statuses. Him being a intel chief and spade being a general.

[Spade Aeries]

Spade stopped half way through his mad dash to the door, noticing the broken glass that littered the floor below the destroyed camera. Hah! The brunette laughed, prodding at the incapacitated tranny granny with his snakeskin boot. That was a little much, but hell it got the job done. He pushed his sunglasses up, smirking at his new companion. This was going to work out better than he had initially thought. He gave the guy a thumbs up and then motioned with it silently to the front door that was bolted shut. It would be bad if they had audio detectors. He turned and sprinted in the direction he pointed, stopping only when they reached the key hole. Impatiently he tapped his foot until Fox finally unlocked the damn thing.

The crisp air of freedom combed through his hair. ...Victory! Now time to hit the bar. ...even though it was still only the afternoon. "I know of many," He answered in a cool voice. Spade was very aware that they would be after them, but they couldn't be that determined. Besides, all that shit was pointless anyway. Spade pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and slipped it between his lips. He grabbed his zippo from his navy trench pocket and lit it, watching the flame as he blew out the smoke. "Want one?" He asked, turning to Fox with a smirk. "You know... you kind of look like a fox," The tall man joked, his eyes gleaming in other thoughts. He took a few steps in the direction of the west, looking back. "We better disappear."

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar followed Spade as quick as he could, after unlocking the door he chunked the keys aside before moving alongside him. He shook his head before replying," Hate ciggerettes, just keep the smoke out of my face and you can have all of them to yourself. " He paused before saying, almost at the same time as spade saying he looked like a fox." You know, if your a general your the coolest one I know on the off time."

Reila wasn't nearly like this guy, she was far too nice and showy. This guy just had a sense of style and knew what he was doing. He looked at the rooftops and windows before looking at the people walking in the streets. He spoke calm and casually," Probably, but I think their going to lock down the exits out of the city since we're high priority people who happen to love drinking more than most do. I say we hit a bar and give them such a chase that it motivates them to never do this crap again. What do you say to causing enough havoc and chaos that we're on the headlines tomorrow?"

He held out his hand for the handshake whilst grinning like a madman, at long last he could blow off alot of steam while having a blast at the same time. That and probably piss central off enough he'd be sent back to briggs with a formal request to go to court, unless they decide that pissing off a general and a captain mercenary was a bad idea.

[Spade Aeries]

"I appreciate that," Spade said, buttoning his trench coat so the wind would stop blowing through it. He took another drag on his cigarette, expelling a plume of smoke away from Mura before tossing it to the ground beside a trash can and snuffing it out with his boot. Hell, it was close enough. He turned emerald eyes to the man as he spoke again and then laughed, slipping his sunglasses to the top of his head. Staring through scratched glass even though tinted was not in his best interest. "Right, they'll blockade the exits, but why would we want to leave the city anyway? Hah, they really've got no clue." He stretched high into the air and let out a sigh, his eyes watching every single movement and change around them. He dropped his arms limp at his sides and nodded with a devious smirk. "Let's give the newspaper something to write about." He took the man's hand, shaking it with a wild grin. Then suddenly he whipped his head to the side, wavy brown hair flaring out with the movement. "Time to hit the road." People in uniform were running towards them, brandishing stun guns with evil smiles. Spade let go of his hand, and with a wink took off for the nearest bar, sprinting towards the setting sun.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar looked back to see the MP's starting to give chase, he followed spade as fast as he could to the nearest bar. Lets see, how to start? Whiskey or Wine? I guess whiskey would work, at least a glass or two of it. Maybe a bottle, but that would slow me down if it occupied one hand. He frowned and continued into the bar, throwing some dirt behind him and as he turned around before entering the bar he blasted his Slice and Dice at the MP's. Not directly, but at their feet. It would give them pause before they put caution into their steps.

He slammed the door shut and blocked it with a nearby chair before hurrying up to the bar and slapping some money down while ordering a glass of whiskey. He quickly spoke over to Spade," Yo Spade? I slowed them down, anything else you want here? We could grab a bottle to go if you want."

[Spade Aeries]

Spade cackled, leaning back in the bar stool he dove into. He ordered a beer, and slapped down money next to Fox's. "They're right on our asses aren't they?" Spade shot the bartender a dangerous look. The man turned away, deciding not to ask questions about why the door was being blocked with a chair. Spade smirked, "...You have a back door?"

Half drinking, half running, Spade held two beers in one hand. One of the beers was open and the other... was open as well. He turned to his fellow alcoholic and smirked, kicking the back door open with a loud bang. The fire alarm sounded and Spade paused momentarily. "Shit, are you kidding me?!" He cursed many more times under his breath and slammed the door shut behind them. "There's another bar a few blocks down on 6th street. If we make a run for it, we'll get there before they do. Come on!" Spade took another swig and started sprinting.

When they reached the towering bar, there were three man stationed there with stun guns, their beady eyes darting around in all directions until they rested on Spade. Unfortunately the flashy man was spotted too easily and they came at the two of them, wielding the electric pulses like toys. Spade sighed and a strange green light emitted from around his belly button. Instantly, Spade acted: A foot in one's face, a fist in one's mouth, and the third...well Spade headbutted him in the nose. All three collapsed onto the ground in a heap of overwhelmed bodies, their reactions stunted by Spade's alchemy. The man of clairvoyance turned to his silver-haired partner, checking to make sure his alchemy wasn't affecting him too badly. It seemed to only slow the guy down a bit. The glow regressed and Spade pulled open the heavy doors, gripping the golden handles with care. This was his favorite bar. No one would find them here for at least five more minutes. It was enough time for a few more drinks... "The next round is on me!"

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar grinned paid for his glass and bottle before running out following spade, almost as soon as they exited the front door burst open from his hearing. By the time they left the mp's couldn't find them as they were moving too fast, they took enough turns to make a street kid blink and murazar even paused for a moment or two to steal a kiss or three from pretty ladies that just had to make him stop. After all, if he was getting court martialed or something he wanted the list as long as possible and fill the moments with as much fun as he could. After all he rarely had fun as it was.

He barely slowed down due to spades alchemy, he was what it seemed just at the edge of its area of effect. Whatever it was, it dealt with the senses in some fashion and was very close in combat. So it mean't generally if he and spade fought so long as he stayed away he was fine. Those were his analytical thoughts that were being tucked away for special occasions if occured. For now he burst into the bar with spade and blocked the door again as spade paid for the next round he grinned over at him as moved a table over and simply held up a finger and his thumb for two," Two whiskey bottles, you pick whatever brand i'm good with any about now!"

Then almost as fast as he ordered he siddled up to three young women and he spoke to them sweet and very nicely," You know, you three look like the sweetest young ladies in the town i've seen today. You wouldn't mind if I kept you company for a little bit, you know to keep the ungentlemanly womanizers away." They agreed quickly, two blushed. The third looked a bit on the skeptical side, which generally mean't he should stay away from it since this wasn't exactly a time to have all day to spend with them. He motioned over to spade," Oh yes, I almost forgot my manners. I'm Captain Murazar, just call me Fox. " He winked and then continued," This is my friend General Spade, we're just running a training exercise and decided to take a break. You wouldn't mind if he joined us did you." Of course with him being a general and him now in their minds a captain, neither exactly low end jobs it was perfectly fine.

[Spade Aeries]

Spade waltzed up and slid neatly into a chair, crossing his legs. He leaned in close to the skeptical girl and whispered something into her ear. When he pulled away he winked one jade eye at her as if activating her rosy blush. She moved closer to him, an admiring look glazing over her eyes as if she had fallen instantly in love. Spade smirked at Mura and grabbed the drinks they ordered off the tray the waiter brought over. He handed the two bottles to Mura and took his nice...cold...beer. The first sip was like heaven, the rest... better. He placed the empty beer bottle down and waved for another. The bartender almost seemed to be able to read his mind. It couldn't possibly be because he was there too much, could it?

The brunette reached out to run a hand through the blond's hair, a womanizing smile plastered onto his face. Spade let his hand fall and placed his elbows against the wood of the round table. "How would you ladies like to accompany us on our training exercise?" The playboy cooed at them, watching Mura out of the corner of his eye. The ladies almost jumped for joy, nodding fervently at him. "That settles it! You don't mind a little running, do ya? We're going to head to the next bar on 23rd street." He gave his drop dead smile as one girl explained how she was in track all during high school and the other chimed in, saying she worked out every week, and his blond girl declared that she was a soccer coach. Spade slapped his hands together and stood up, shooting Mura his wow-that-was-way-too-easy look. He swiped his beer from the table and headed for the back door. Why he already knew where it was...was a secret for another time.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar smiled lazily and charmingly as he and spade sinked in the role of charming the women, spade would do better than himself, but that was mainly the rank. He spoke to them keeping his voice charismatic," Well then, this is starting to sound like a lovely evening ladies." He winked as he quickly paided for the bill discreetly to the waiter and his tip, he hooked a bottle next to his ignition dirt bags. Which no one seemed to notice, he soon had his arms around the waist of a brunette lady who smiled into his hazel eyes and seemed fascinated by his long silver hair.

He noticed by hearing that the mp's were getting closer, the streets were getting quieter. That mean't people were going into their houses in this district because of the mp's closing it down. They really wanted to get them fast, someones boss must have lit a fire under all their rears to make them go this far. Who could possibly want him and spade back in that building to pretend to be nice and everything?

[Spade Aeries]

Spade shot Mura an out-of-breath grin as he was throwing open the door and escorting each beauty out. Their perfume left a trail around them and Spade sneezed. Someone must be talking about him~~ Maybe it was the girls at the first bar! He grinned to himself and began sprinting. "Let's cause some ruckus. I'll show you how to party. whoops~" he dropped the beer he had still been holding and accidentally threw a match into the contents. Oh darn wasted beer. That just meant he had to get another! The flames burst up, blocking the path behind him. The firetrucks would have to come now, and he wasn't hearing any sirens. Hah! Bitches.

He raced down the next block and the next, getting a bit dizzy from the alcohol he had already consumed. 20th....21st.....22nd.......come on dammit!!! Ah, 23rd. He turned down the street, panting like the smoker he was and thrust himself into the heavy atmosphere of the pub whose beer was tremendously pricey and tasted like heaven's tears. Hell yeah! He slammed money down on the table, grinning ferociously. "One for everyone!" Cheers ensued and the three angels who had chased him all the way there threw themselves at him with abandon. This was the life, he thought from beneath his flashy shades.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar grinned wildly and follow spade as they entered a new bar. He blocked the door momentarily before also ordering another beer for everyone on the house. He yelled out loudly and cheerfully. " Beer for all, its a party!" He smiled mischeviously to the ladies and challenged spade to a darts tournament. Before spade could reply he chunk three darts at the board which was halfway across the room, they all three hit fifteens. It was obvious that he was extremely good at throwing weapons, then again he had tons of time to practice on his hands and nothing to do.

He took a random persons beer and swigged it as he paid the waitresses and bartender the cash for all the alcohol being consumed. Right about then the Mp's were smashing the door with something and it was coming apart in chunks. He started to swear a whole string of swear words as he grabbed spade and charged upstairs with a couple ladies and told spade quickly. " We need to get through the window and hop to the next roof. Lets go now while we can!"

[Spade Aeries]

Spade, of course, took up the challenge with flying colors and flying darts. He also took up a beer or three. Now nearly out of his mind with drunkenness, the playboy happened to forget that darts were supposed to hit targets not people. They were playing a war game right!? This was war bitches!! He covered his eyes with his flashy shades and smirked a drop-dead smirk. Ladies cooed in his ear and he let the harmless things go from his fingers, except that Spade thought Mura was the target... And they would have in fact hit their target had Mura not bent down to retrieve a hair clip that fell out of one of their lovely girl's hair.

Spade didn't notice that he was playing wrong.

And it didn't matter.

He heard the banging in the same moment Mura did, except that he was entertained by it. Hah! Those idiot actually think that they can break down the door. That shit only happened in movies. Then again... Spade did manage to light an entire HQ on fire once...twice...okay, maybe it was more than that, but he still made his point, which was disproving his other point...THEREFORE... Spade ran up the stairs after Mura; it was dangerous. But the girls wouldn't be able to escape with them this time... THE HORROR!? "Woahwoahowaiitttt!" Spade slurred in a low voice. He grabbed his flask and filled it with beer, throwing money at someone. Didn't matter.

He ran across the second floor and jumped out the window. Oh shit he was falling!? With the glorious head of central's reactions, he managed to toss out steel wires that clunked around a pole connecting to the next building over. He tossed an explosive behind him. Yes...he kept those in his pants...you know, just in case. As it exploded, Spade only hoped that Mura survived. Besides, it was a drag to drink alone.

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