Party time.

[astronutty.livejournal.com]

There was an announcement on the bulletin board.

"COME ONE, COME ALL to a
PARTY TO REMEMBER!

MUSIC! DANCING! MARGARITAS! PIZZA!

WHERE: Star Tours, Tomorrowland
WHEN: Tonight, sundown
WHO: You, of course

RSVP not required; just bring an open mind and your dancing shoes!

-- *there are scribbles here, as if several signatures were written and then crossed out* John Crichton and I will kill you, you damn son of a"

Harvey smiled as he admired his handiwork. It'd been too long since he'd gotten out to see John's friends.

John glared from behind bars. "What the hell are you doing?" he bellowed.

"I'm making an effort to meet these nice people. After all, it doesn't do to stay cooped up in your head all day. It's unhealthy. Liable to make me a sociopath." Harvey grinned unnervingly. "And we wouldn't want that, would we?"

((As threatened, Harvey wants to party. Heh. It rhymes. Use the thread below for discussion, partying, what-not. Meet John! Meet Harvey! Meet both in the same sentence!

Also, apologies for not being around more -- both Real Emo Life and school have been kicking my ass something fierce.))

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[under-arrest-d.livejournal.com]

((...I feel bad for D. He's going to hear all about this. XDD;))

"Hey!" Leon growled, attempting to snatch the flask from Logan. "You can't drink that! Gimme that. Where'd you get it?" The last question was more so Leon could get some of his own, instead of some legal reasons.

[thebadboyfriend.livejournal.com]

"This?" said Logan innocently, stumble-dancing back and waggling the flask in the air in classic keep-away style. "My grandfather left it to me. Or actually to my mom. It's a funny story, really..."

[under-arrest-d.livejournal.com]

"I meant what's in the flask, you goddamned brat," Leon growled, stepping towards Leon. "Give it here."

[thebadboyfriend.livejournal.com]

Logan grinned like...well, like a psychotic jackass. Some phrases were classics for a reason. "Make me."

[under-arrest-d.livejournal.com]

Well, the kid asked for it. And besides, he kept feeling the need to remind Leon that he wasn't a cop, which meant Leon didn't have to act like a cop. Leon was cranky enough as it was, what with the lack of cigarettes and the lack of booze. He grabbed for the kid's shirt and swung at his face.

[thebadboyfriend.livejournal.com]

Logan jerked to one side, not quite fast enough to keep the cop's fist from hitting hard, but enough to make it glance along his left cheekbone and send the two of them spinning. Laughing an odd, brief, high laugh, he aimed a knee at Leon's stomach.

[under-arrest-d.livejournal.com]

Leon had regretted it the second that his fist had connected, but once he got the knee in the gut, he stopped. He gasped for breath little, not letting go of Logan's shirt for a moment, and when he did it was only to grab his arm to attempt to get him on the ground.

[thebadboyfriend.livejournal.com]

What was the point of regretting a fight while you were in it? As soon as his shirt was released, Logan could get a better angle on a punch towards the guy's face, and having his arm grabbed only gave him leverage.

[under-arrest-d.livejournal.com]

Leon didn't really like using violence all that much, especially on people younger than him who technically hadn't done anything wrong. He would've cursed if he hadn't been winded, and could only try to block. He didn't do a very good job of it, and only managed to grab the kids other arm after it had connected with his face. "Goddamn punk kid," he wheezed, attempting to kick his feet out from under him and wishing he had a third arm so he could handcuff the bastard.

[thebadboyfriend.livejournal.com]

How original, Logan would have thought, if his mind hadn't gone all red-hazy as soon as the first punch landed. That was the difference between them - Logan did like using violence, liked it a little bit too much, all things considered. He'd been on his best behavior for a quite a while now, and letting that go was an unspeakable relief. Still grinning madly, he tripped a bit and tried to steady himself by gripping the cop's upper arms above where he was held, and bringing his knee up again.

((Must get to bed. ^_^ G'night!))

[under-arrest-d.livejournal.com]

Well, Leon could only really try to stay nice for so long. He dropped Logan's arms when he saw the knee coming, and jumped back, then lunched forward again, aiming for the his face again with his left hand, and hoping to follow up with his right hand in the stomach.

((Night~~))

[nigihyami.livejournal.com]

Having stood back, smirking quietly throughout Logan and Leon's 'discussion', Kohaku now decided that enough was enough, and changing into dragon form and coiling to fit in the enclosed space, he rumbled a warning and put his tail between the two opponents.