Got A Little Drunk Last Night (Duncan)

[Kaylee Wulff]

If this was what a hangover felt like, then Kaylee never wanted to drink again. Her friend Miss Grumpypants Jen convinced her to go to a party and drink... and she remember slapping a boy... what the heck had happened? It was like she could remember some things, but everything else was kind of like TV static in her brain. She really hoped that she didn't do anything stupid.

And if she did anything stupid, she was paying for it right now. She finally got over her wave of nausea that kept her confined to her bed until the afternoon, but this headache... it was like she couldn't do anything about it. But she managed to get out of bed, get dressed and headed towards the mess. Greasy food usually fixed these kinds of things, right?

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[Duncan McLeoud]

Duncan was having a good day so far. He had passed an inspection from the Praetors again, they still hadn't found his secret stills. He was currently drinking from a set of three canteens around his waist. He had one almost empty already, and was starting to reach the nice level of tipsy he preferred relaxing at. He had decided to head down to the mess to grab some food and scurry back down into his home away from home. He emptied the contents of the canteen down his throat, feeling that hot burn he had long grown used to. He knew by now that his cheeks had at least a small tint of red to them. As he reached over to uncap his next canteen, he suddenly felt a disturbance in the air. Someone nearby had a hangover and didn't know how to fix it. He could smell the scent of a first timer. He gave a grin in his slightly drunken state and looked around him for the source. He saw a young woman around his age that seemed to wince at the light and any noise that happened around her. He ambled his way over towards her, making enough noise to not startle her, but not enough to aggravate her headache further. He remembered his first hangover fondly for a moment before he snapped himself back into reality.

Gently tapping the young woman on the shoulder, he smiled at her, a little drunkenly, and stuck out his hand to have her shake. He started to whisper to her, because he was a nice person and knew he had a loud voice with his Scottish accent. "Hello there, you seem to be having a problem, one that I am all too familiar with and can offer some help for curing. My name is Duncan, Duncan McLeoud, of the Clan McLeoud. Son of Bacchus, god of drunkeness and parties. I'm willing to bet all of the alcohol in this camp that you have a hangover right now. I'm also willing to bet that this is your first one and you were going to try and fix it all on your lonesome. That's not a good idea for a first timer, but luckily, our paths crossed today and I can impart you the best way to relieve your pain." He gave her another smile, this one more kind then anything and hoped that she would shake his hand and let him help her out.

[Kaylee Wulff]

Kaylee kept repeating to herself over and over again that she was never going to drink. Maybe she would still go to the parties in case she got dragged along again, but she didn't have to drink at them. And she couldn't even remember what she did at the party anyway besides she probably smacked someone. Oh gods... she should probably find out who it was so she could go and apologize to them... unless they were a meanie and deserved it.

She heard someone approaching her and she didn't pay any attention until she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and squinted the guy who started introducing himself. A son of Bacchus that could possibly help her? Maybe that was something Kaylee would take up since she had no clue how to deal with any of it. "It's nice to..." she started out before she winced at the sound of her own voice before she dropped her voice to a whisper. "Nice to meet you Duncan. I'm Kaylee. I think I need your help."

[Duncan McLeoud]

Duncan watched her wince and felt her pain. He knew what that was like, and it wasn't the best feeling but it meant to him that he had a wonderful time the previous night. He hadn't had a solid hangover in a good while now though. He might need to step up his drinking game, maybe starting with the beautiful young woman in front of him. Nodding to himself, he gave her another smile. "It is wonderful to meet you Kaylee. I would love to help you. Here, see if any of this good stuff right here will clear you right up. It usually works for me whenever I get hungover." His words slurred just a bit and it caused him to pause for a moment. Just what was in this stuff? Oh right, the good stuff, he forgot. He pulled out one of his other canteens from his belt and uncapped it, passing it over to Kaylee. "I made it just last night, myself of course, it's really good stuff. I would know, I've already had a full one of these." He gave a boisterous laugh and waited expectantly for her to take a few drinks from it.

[Kaylee Wulff]

Kaylee didn't realize that Duncan was slurring his words. Maybe it was the headache and the cottonmouth she had that was missing that slight slur, but she decided to listen to him and whatever cure he had. That was until he handed her over a canteen. He made it himself? She grabbed it and brought it towards her lips before she caught whiff. She nearly gagged as she bent over. "Alcohol?" she asked as she handed the flask to him. "No thank you... I don't want to be in much more pain than I actually am... don't you have like Advil or something?" She felt something come up her throat as she tried to choke it down. "Please?"

[Duncan McLeoud]

Duncan looked slightly miffed at the rejection of the alcohol. He was the expert on hangovers, and drinking, and here she was refusing his generous and plentiful knowledge of how to cure these kinds of things. In his total experience the best way of getting rid of a hangover was to get drunk, and then as you're drinking drink water. That's why he likes his whiskey with a little bit of water. He hadn't had a hangover in years because he knew how to get so drunk, and then drink water to keep the pain away from what was really just dehydration. Shaking his head he pushed the flask back at the young Kaylee. "Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Advil, and other pain relievers aren't going to do you much good here. What you're really suffering from is a lack of water, it's just dehydration. So how to fix it is to drink to numb the pain away, and then drink water, and them more alcohol. Well, you don't have to drink more, but I sure plan to. It's time for my morning food and drunk."  He gave her a dazzling smile and continued to try and get her to take a drink, slowly leading her towards the food that wasn't too far off. He really did need a little to eat and lots more to drink.

[Kaylee Wulff]

As much as she wanted to believe Duncan’s words, Kaylee couldn't but feel a little hesitant about it. What if she drank even more and the pain just continued? Wouldn't it be a vicious cycle of hangovers and drinking? However, she was desperate for the pain to go away and was willing to do anything and Duncan sounded like he knew what he was talking about.

She looked down at the flask and tried not to gag as she brought it up to her lips. She managed to take a swig without spitting it out, but she ended up coughing as she handed back the flask. “This better work,” she said with a wince.

[Duncan McLeoud]

Duncan gave Kaylee a gentle pat on the back after she finished her first sip. His stuff wasn't for the faint of heart, or beginners to be honest. However, it was the fastest way to get rid of a hangover from some weaker stuff. He took another sip himself, sliding his other hand back behind his back to grab his canteen, the one that he kept full of water. He gently passed it over to the young woman beside him. "Here, this is also what you need to be drinking. No surprises here, just plain old water. Drink slowly though, too fast and you'll make yourself sick again. Trust me lass, you don't want that." He said softly, not trying to aggravate her headache. He pushed open the doors to the mess hall that they had just arrived at. The smell of food brushed over him as he looked around the room. There were a few people scattered around, but it wasn't too crowded. "Where looks good to sit to you? I don't actually care myself." He made a small gesture around the room.

[Kaylee Wulff]

This was pretty much torture. Kaylee could agree to that much. And she was pretty sure she was never drinking again, except for whatever Duncan gave her. But he handed her another flask, but this one was full of water. Much better. Kaylee took a sip and it was much needed relief. She still had the headache, but maybe mentally she was feeling better. She definitely not feeling better as they walked into the mess hall. The overwhelming smell of grease and other food went to her stomach and made Kaylee gag a bit as she tried to keep down whatever was still in her stomach. "By the window," she said as went towards the nearest one to open it to get some fresh air. "I didn't realize how much it really stinks in here."

[Duncan McLeoud]

Duncan followed the young woman over to the window table and helped her get the window open. He had seen her gag and was watching her closely to make sure she was alright. He may be tipsy, but he wasn't rude. Always take care of a lady, that was only the right way to live. He sat down across from her and gently passed the flask over one more time. "Now, I know you probably don't want to, but you need to drink just a little more. I can see you still have a pretty nasty headache. Just take one more drink and it should dull down to something less painful. Also, you should just sit here and rest, tell me what you want to eat and I'll go grab it for you lass." He gave her hand a pat as he stood up to go get the food, waiting for her to tell him what she wanted.