[hr][hr][center][b]Percy Moore[/b]
[color=598527][sub][b]LOCALE[/b] // Smith's Rest, New Anchorage
[b]TIME[/b] // Afternoon-ish[/sub][/color][/center][hr][hr]
[indent][color=8f735b][b]"So what was it you were saying about getting down to your socks?"[/b][/color] Tahlia whispered, her breath on his neck making Percy shiver a little. [color=8f735b][b]"You know... I'd be willing to take that further, if that's what you want?"[/b][/color]

He swallowed as his body betrayed him. The light drunken flush on his face got redder, and he could feel the hairs standing up on his neck. Did she [i]really[/i] just say that? Is she kidding or is she being for real? He could only wipe his mouth with his shirt then stutter out a soft [color=lightsteelblue][b]"What?"[/b][/color] before he heard Madison object. 

[color=8f735b][b]"What the fuck Mads?"[/b][/color] came the drunker of the two women, [color=8f735b][b]"You even said yourself that y'old Freckles here needs some cheering up, and well fuck... a sympathy root never hurt no one."[/b][/color]

A dumb grin crept onto Percy's face as his brain took the raunchy thoughts popping into his head and running with them - and then he felt the bottle in his lap. He went to take one more good swig from it as Tahlia asked him her question. The redhead's grin got a little bigger as he very blatantly fibbed, holding the bottle sort of limply. [b][color=lightsteelblue]"Psh, nah. I-I'm.. I'm [i]so[/i] not a crier. I don't do that."[/color][/b]

Percy then dared to leeeaannn closer so he could keep his voice low, setting his bottle down, [color=lightsteelblue][b]"Wit'hat said, how's about we go somewhere a lil' less [i]cr-OH[/i]shit."[/b][/color]

And the pilot got pulled off the stool by Madison. [color=ffd1dc][b]"Come on Freckles. It's time to go and see how Ana is doing."[/b][/color] the bubblegum haired woman insisted.

[color=lightsteelblue][b]"Pf, Ana's [i]fine[/i],"[/b][/color] Percy said, using his free hand to wave it off, [color=lightsteelblue]"[b]She's wit'Zach at home. S'no big deal-"[/b][/color] a little laugh as he pulls his arm from Madison but continued to walk with her, [color=lightsteelblue][b]"You, uh- What, you- Are you jealous? I mean.. you're really cute, but that's the [i]problem![/i]"[/b][/color]

Before Madi could figure out whether to be offended or not, Percy continued going as far as to stop her and then grab her face in his hands, sort of smushing her cheeks together. [color=lightsteelblue][b]"You're [i]really cute[/i]. Like.."[/b][/color] Percy let go of her face, resuming his walk with her, [color=lightsteelblue][b]"like a [i]puppy[/i]. I can't [i]fuck[/i] a [i]puppy[/i], Madi. I c-can't- [sub]Goddammit-[/sub]"[/b][/color] The redhead pilot stumbles over his own feet a little bit, having to stand still for a minute to make sure he wasn't about to topple face-first into the floor. With a little nod, he walks backwards, away from the exit, towards the bar, but still speaking with Madison, [color=lightsteelblue][b]"But'cha know what I [i]can[/i] get in bed with me? A [i]woman[/i] - 'specially if she wa-[i]AH[/i]!"[/b][/color]

Once again, Percy stumbles, but instead of catching himself, he falls backwards into a table - the side of the table hit him the back and he was forced to sit at whatever chair was closest. He tried to act as if it was totally intentional, leaning into the table like he's some suave Casanova, but the pained grimace on his face said it all. He stayed quiet for a moment before he turned to look at the people he was sitting with - Eli and Alan.

[color=lightsteelblue][b]"Oh, hey, hope y'don't mind me [i]droppin' in[/i] li'that,"[/b][/color] Percy said, his voice a little choked from the pain, but he grinned at his pun. He didn't even do that on purpose, it just slipped out.[/indent]