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Sora no Hikari -- Light of the Sky (Naruto RP)

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[Jul. 11th, 2007|09:13 am]
Sora no Hikari -- Light of the Sky (Naruto RP)

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Joining: Closed to Shikamaru.
Setting: Shinobi-only bar somewhere in Konoha. Not a truly respectable place.
Details: Neji goes out after his latest mission in the hopes of getting as drunk as possible. After the time-skip, probably sometime after Asuma's death.
Possible Rating: R, PG13? Could change.
Warnings: A drunk Neji, swearing, possibly violence.

 

Once upon a more prosperous time, the small bar had laid claim to a name and a sign above the entrance on which to print it. Back then it had been “The Wren”, and had been a classy place, with waitresses who wore relatively modest outfits, served decent food, and booze of a relatively good quality.

However, prosperous times hadn’t stayed for long after the Kyuubi attacked, and from the looks of things, wouldn’t be returning anytime soon. The sign above the doorway had long-since fallen down, and so had the quality of the food, so much so anyone with any sanity at all refrained from ordering any.

The booze wasn’t good either, but it was strong, and that was all Neji cared about. He sat at a table at the back, eyes closed, and forehead resting on the dirty tabletop. The shards of an empty bottle lay on the floor by his feet where he had dropped it. A second was clenched in his right hand.

For the pale-eyed jounin, the limit to exactly how much alcohol he could down without passing out cold was two bottles. But he had given instructions to the bartender, and because he was a Jounin, he expected them to be followed.

“Keep it coming until I pass out, and then I want one waiting when I wake up.”

The bar formally known as the Wren catered solely to shinobi, and most shinobi who came wanted to forget something. The booze served its purpose, even if it didn’t taste good.

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From: that_nara_kid
2007-07-11 08:48 pm (UTC)
Shikamaru took Neji's vague grunt to be a "yes" and promptly seated himself, kicking back and relaxing as much as the stiff seating would allow, which was really not much at all. Giving him a once over, Shikamaru sighed inwardly, shaking his head. It seemed as though they had been kids only three years earlier, and now, not yet physically adults, they had been thrust into this world of violence and death. Some of them would make it through relatively unscathed, of course, some would just scrape by, and others...well, others could end up like the somewhat pathetic scene in front of him. It was one of the top reasons that Shikamaru didn't dare drown himself in the comfort that alcohol could offer. It never ended up pretty.

To see his friend, comrade, and technically senior like this was a bit disheartening, but he wasn't a lost cause yet. Yet. But the empathy required to actually do anything about it was a foreign concept to Shikamaru. Sure, he had his logic, but that would only get him so far when it came to deep-seated issues and jarring emotions. And heck, he couldn't even sort out his own problems, so was he really in any place to be lecturing others on picking themselves up?

"Oi, Neji," Shikamaru finally said, after feeling that he'd waited long enough for some sign of life. "I wasn't expecting to see you here."
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