*Outside of Milliways*

[mnt_raph]

*They walk out the front door and are instantly in what could be any random New York alley circa 1995, save for the fact that there isn't a fire escape in sight. The walls that make up the alley are at least five stories straight up. Raph immediately begins to fish around in one of the thigh pockets of his cargo pants. He removes a pair of fingerless leather gloves with spikes on the palms. Once he has them secured he turns to Penny*

Ready?

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[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

um... ok, how are we doing this?

[mnt_raph]

Well, first, we're going to put the beer in the basket.
*he does so*
You're gonna hold on to me, you know piggy back style, and I'm gonna climb the wall.

...
It's fine, I do this all the time.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Ok, I trust you. So do I just climb on?

[mnt_raph]

Yup.

*Gets down on one knee. When her arms are securely around her neck he stands up, approaches the wall, and begins to scale it. It takes roughly 3 minutes to climb the side of the building. The rooftop itself is pretty ordinary looking, if rooftops with one man tents on them are ordinary. Raph leans over the lip of the building allowing Penny to climb off his back.*

Home roof home.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Nice, so this is home? I like it *grins*

[mnt_raph]

Yeah, I'm kinda fond of it myself.

*If she pays attention she'll notice that none of the lights that make up the surrounding area and skyline twinkle or change. There is also a very significant lack of breeze.*

Live underground long enough, you appreciate open air.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

you know you're right. I never lived unground but i lived primarily in tour buses and hotel rooms, my year in Morocco was a change for the better.

*gets into the picnice basket, grabs two beers, throws one to him*
Here have a beer

[mnt_raph]

*catches beer with his still 'climbing claw' studded hand. There's a fizzing noise*

Crap! Forgot I still had these things on.

*He shakes off one glove, takes the beer from one hand and hold it with the other, then shakes off the second glove*

real smooth raph, real smooth

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*grins* If you want you can have mine, I've drank beer like that before.
I guess, we're even now, the bar sprayed water on me now you got beer on you. *is grinning so much she's glowing*

[mnt_raph]

Nah, it's alright. I'm the alcohol abuser I deserve to have to shotgun the frickin' thing.

*He then proceeds to shotgun the beer like a pro.*

Yup, that's cheap beer alright.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*claps her hands* Very good *opens hers* So do we dare look and see what the bar packed for us?

[mnt_raph]

*bows*
Skills like that just don't come natural, you know. Takes years of practice. *smirk*

*He backs slowly away from the blanket towards the tent, his hands at the ready*
You go right ahead, I'll just grab us something to sit on.

*he disappears inside the tent*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Ok,
*gets into the basket*
There some sandwiches, cheese, and there's a pizza in here, and oh I, think the bar gave us, something that isn't cheap beer. *pulls a bottle of tequila and two shot glasses out of the basket*

[mnt_raph]

*Raph comes out with a carrying a large quilt*
Pizza huh? Bet it thought that was a laugh riot.

*spreads blanket out*

...

Did you say Tequila?
spanish for distilled evil

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*sits down on the blanket, finishes off her beer* well its tequila or cheap beer, which is worse really?

I heard you talking to Angelina earlier, ya know

[mnt_raph]

The devil I know, or the devil I really know. Tough choice.
*He smiles, and that smile quickly dissolves*

You...you did?

*begins reaching for the tequila*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

well, you're gonna hold any of it better than I will, so I don't think you need to worry about it.

Yeah, so is she turning you back?

*reaches for the tequila at the same time, touches his hand*

[mnt_raph]

*blushes furiously, thankfully it's rather dark outside. He thought she'd heard something totally different*

Huh? Oh, heh, dunno really. Before I avoided the topic cause I didn't trust the magic. But now, I think I just kinda like things the way they are.

*when their hands meet*
OH. Um...ladies first?

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Oh, I heard the rest of it too, I figured the turtle thing was a little more important. it'd be little hard to do anything if she turned you back. i'm not allowed to hurt you anyway. i promised Fleur so if you want me I'm here but come on, there's more to life.

*grabs the tequila and pours some in both glasses* here ya go

[mnt_raph]

*Raph blinks for a few seconds. That's an awful lot of information to take in all at once. He takes his shotglass, but doesn't immediatly let go of her hand*

Thanks. Means a lot to me.

*he raises the glass*

To blunt honesty.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*throws back the shot, Goes over and sits by him* blunt honesty is what I do, honey?
*leans in* look, if I kiss you now are you wanna panic? I've only had a beer and a shot of tequila, I'm safe. I promise *does a little scout's honor sign with her hand*

[mnt_raph]

*tosses back his own shot. In reality, one shot of tequila is no where near enough to get him plastered, but it's a good start.*

Only one way to find out.
*he closes the space between them and kisses her*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Hey, I said I was gonna kiss you, that wasn't fair. *kisses him* You didn't panic. You wanna try another shot and see what happens? *grins*

[mnt_raph]

*He chuckles*
I'm a ninja, I don't play fair.

*He looks from her to the bottle of tequila. It's mocking him, he can tell.*

There's evil behind that grin, I can tell.
*and yet he holds out his shot glass again*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Ok, mr. ninja, but remember I'm a groupie I don't play fair either
*pours both glasses full, drinks her and refills it* there you have the upperhand.
It wasn't evil,

[mnt_raph]

Groupie, I thought you were a Bandaid?
*Raises eyebrows*

You're gonna out drink me in Tequila and then try and convince me you're not evil? Riiiight.

*shoots second shot and holds glass out for more*




[ooc: crap on a crutch. I have to jet. I'm leaving for Los Angeles in the morning, and my mother is sleeping in my computer room. Nutbunnies.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

groupie/bandaid, its the same.
you don't think I'm evil.
*fills his glass* I'm staying so should I ask whereI'm sleeping before I drink anymore?

[ooc:okay, we can finish this later, she's stuck up there anyway...]

[mnt_raph]

no. I don't really think you're evil.
*empties his glass*

sure g'head.
*smirks*

Oh you want me to answer now. Heh.
Seems to me that standard operatin' procedures apply here. You take the bed, I'll crash on the floor.


[ooc: I feel bad though, cause I won't be back until monday and I hate the idea of leaving you high and dry. Should you get to the point where you are sick of waiting, you can God Raph into bringing you back down to the bar.]