A little woozy (Hailey)

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Perhaps getting drunk wasn't the best of ideas. Well...at the time it seemed fantastic. He was feeling good, woozy and nauseous, but good. Nothing in the world could go wrong, and he was determined to prove that thought right as he set down that last shot. "Well...." He paused to make sure he didn't burp in case he couldn't hold it down as his opponent hit the floor and a group of people groaned and laid down at least a handful of drachmas and dollar bills. The illusionist grinned stupidly and stuffed the money into his pockets and stood up. "Now that I," A hiccup escapes him unconsciously. " am drunk, awesome, and officially tired, I'm...I am going to go back to my cabin and...." His train of thought suddenly escaped him before coming back. "P," He hiccuped again. "Prove tah you all that I," He pointed extravagantly at himself. "am completely fine!" He slammed his fist down on the table.

Whipping around he began to walk forward until he managed to find the exit of the building, refusing any help as he moved into the forest. "One pot....two pots..." The words randomly escaped his mouth in a small tune, his mouth closing after that as he began to hum along with the song he had just made. That was until he picked a fight with a couple trees later on. He was having the night of his life! Except for the trees, they could pack a punch and the annoyed dryads didn't help in the least when he threatened to set the forest aflame. A couple minutes later his luck managed to lift further as he strolled absently into a different part of the forest. "Redh-" He let out a hiccup and paused from the dizzy feeling that followed before continuing with the widest smile. "Redhead!" His grin widened.

[Hailey Nichols]

Everything was a blur to Hailey since the masquerade. She could honestly say that the night held more for her than she anticipated. She kept herself busy after it and threw herself into her Hunter duties. And one of those duties tonight happened to be patrolling around camp helping the harpies do so.

She walked through the forest as she kept her bow and arrows on her back and her dagger in her holster by her hip. Her shoulder was finally better that she could actually do patrols. She was growing so frustrated being cooped up in her cabin. She glanced over her shoulder a couple of times to make sure nobody was following her.

However, she whirled around once she heard her nickname. She scrunched up her eyebrows as the guy approached her. "Vincent?" she asked as she looked him over and took a step closer to him. "What are you doing here?" Then she caught a whiff of him. "Are you drunk?"

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IT WAS A FANTASTIC NIGHT! Vincent knew that nothing could stop this night from getting better, even if it was just for a little bit. It turned out he was right too. The second he saw that bright red hair the whole night lit up like it was day. Everything went better with a bit of scotch. His dazed demigod instincts pointed out the shiny bows and arrows at her back and the dagger at her hip, then he noticed her hip itself and some part of him inside managed to distract himself before he got in trouble for staring at her. Those were really shiny arrows.

It took a little longer than normal to comprehend her words but he somehow managed. What was he doing here? No...Why wasn't his cabin here? He was certain this was the right way. Who in the bloody hell moved his damn cabin?! He glanced around, glaring at the trees for a while before realizing. "This....is the wrong w-" He stopped himself from burping. That would've been bad. "Wrong way!" A small laugh escaped him, only to grow into a large roar of laughter. Why was it so funny? Gods he needed something to drink...

Then her other words hit him and he turned to her with a smile on his face and his arms extended. "YESH! YES I AM DRUN-" He stopped realizing that it may not have been a good thing in her eyes. "S-Shorry..." His arms quickly fell to his side and his head dropped. He was being kind of loud...Not as loud as those damned trees though. Waiting for his chance when she looked away he put a finger to his lips and made a hushing noise at the nearest tree before turning back to her. "Hey w-" Another hiccup. "Wait...Why are y-you alwaysh on paaatrol? Can't someone else do it for you? Rude B-" A loud roar from the nearby party made his next word inaudible.

[Hailey Nichols]

Hailey just stared at Vincent for a couple of moments as she blinked a couple of times. She never in her entire life seen anyone so drunk off their ass. She was surprised that he was still standing. "How many did you have?" she asked, even though she had a pretty good idea what the answer was, especially since he was looking for his cabin when he was a long way from it.

"I'm on patrol to find drunks like you." She reached out to grab his arm to start pulling him toward the direction of the cabins. "C'mon, I'll take you home." She paused for a moment as she heard the laughter of the party. Mentally, she debated whether or not to bust it, but decided against it as she caught Vincent hushing at the trees out of the corner of her eye. "C'mon," she repeated again as she tugged on his arm leading back to the cabins.

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Eventually it just got to become too much. Vincent couldn't hold himself back any longer. That tree was asking for it. "AHLLRIGHT! THAT'SH IT!" The illusionist was full on glaring at the tree directly to his left now. "If you were looking for a mershiful fight then you shhould have picked on shomeone else..." The stupid drunk strolled up to the tree and proceeded to put his hands against the tree to shove it back only to have the opposite effect. In fact he was the one who went backwards, directly into another tree. "You think you and your buddah can take me? HUH?" He raised his voice as he got more and more pissed off at the trunk in front of him. Then he caught sight of another tree. "OI! YEAH, YOU! M'ERE! I WANT A PIECE O' YOU FIRSHT!"

Then it all disappeared. As if by magic. How many did he have? He turned to look at her with a small smile before looking down at his hands then back at her. "I don' have 'nough fingersh." Of course came that ridiculous idea of going home straight after learning he was drunk. He had been around this block once before. Of course not with someone he was actually starting to care about though. "No....No, no, no. The lasht time I heard that Vladimir lied to me..." He proceeded to hiccup after mentioning the son of Kronos. "Wasn't even the hotel we went back tah...Just another cab and another city..." His attention disappeared from the topic once more. "Why....Why does it have to be you that's always on patrol though? Don't you mish all the adventure and freedom of the whole world?!" He sweeped his arm and nearly fell over. "...Not just the foreshts full o rabbits and deer....."

[Hailey Nichols]

Hailey just stood there wide-eyed as she watched Vincent pick a fight with the trees. He had to be completely drunk off of his ass to do something like that. She froze as she watched the words flew and him trying to show the trees who was boss. She had half a mind to drag him to the infirmary, since she was pretty sure that this was something that was not normal with drunkenness.

Then he stopped as he told her off for taking him back to his cabin. She rolled her eyes as he rambled off about someone she didn't know nor did care about at that moment. He questioned her being on patrol once more and that's when she made an executive decision. She grabbed his arm and had a firm grip on him as she dragged him to the edge of the forest. "Change of plans. You're staying in my cabin until you sober up."

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Hailey was right, he wasn't in the average drunk state. He had been hanging out with more than a couple Dionysus kids and they volunteered him to be the official test subject to their newest idea. A drink mixed in with a couple pieces of ambrosia to absorb the alcohol. It worked well enough. Okay that was an understatement. The Dionysus kids were geniuses. He had to hang out with them more often, see what other ideas they came up with. He only had a couple shots of their new drink though. He was smart enough to keep himself from burning up.

Suddenly the idea finally appeared to him that his breath stunk way like alcohol too much. Casually it might have been good but he probably smelled like a liquor store. He liked the feeling of being a liquor store but he didn't know if he wanted to smell like one. Did he have gum? No...bad idea he might end up dropping it and somehow get lost trying to pick it up. Maybe he could use his pow- Why had he never thought of using his powers when he was drunk?! It had to be pure awesome. Before any havoc could be caused though she grabbed his arm and began to pull him along. Even in his state it didn't sound like a good idea. "Um...Your fellow huntersh might not like th...that" Then the idea appeared to him. If she decide to take him back to her cabin even after she said that, he could probably find out some things about the mysterious redhead.

[Hailey Nichols]

"They're not going to be there," Hailey replied as she kept pulling Vincent towards the edge of the forest. "Emily and Janessa happen to be away from camp tonight, so the cabin is going to be empty." She glanced over at him to give him a warning glare. "And don't think about trying anything while we're in there. My lady will surely hunt you down."

She finally dragged him to the edge of the forest and kept walking towards her cabin. It wasn't long before they were in the cabin and Hailey directed him to an empty bed. "Go sit over there," she said as she pointed. "I'll get some blankets and pillows so you can sleep this off." She walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a couple of blankets and pillows before walking back over to Vincent and dropping on the mattress. "You're going to have one nasty hangover in the morning," she warned him.

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The cabin had to be a bad idea. It was the Artemis cabin, he was a guy, the two just didn't really go together all that well. Her next words made him feel a little safer though about the whole thing. Her fellow huntresses had run off for a while? Well at least he wouldn't become a new trophy to hang on the wall when he was pulled into the cabin. The drunk man managed to keep listening while she spoke, which was a miracle in itself. If he did end up trying anything he doubted that he would regret the action.

Hell it would've been worth it had Artemis struck him with a curse or something when the two of them kissed at the Valentines masquerade. She hadn't struck him down though, or smote him. He kept standing somehow.

Eventually, she actually got him into the Artemis cabin even though he wasn't too thrilled about the idea. An empty bed just for Vinnie? They were soooo nice. Vincent stumbled over to the bed and collapsed onto it and relaxing. When she came back he forced himself to sit up and stare at her, ignoring the fact that she had bed supplies for him. He looked back and forth between her eyes for a couple seconds before speaking. "You have pretty eyesh." But she was a hunter and stubborn, those two facts weren't currently the highlight of his drunken night. Her next words hit his ears almost instantly this time. "I'm gonna be to dishtracted to pay attentshion to mah hangover in sha morning." The words came out in a mumble as he struggled with his mind to figure out how to remove his own shirt. Once it was off he absently twisted his platinum ring so it was comfy on his hand, his crow tattoo that used to show his sign of leadership still covered by bandage he had wrapped over it in his sober state to try and keep others from seeing it.

[Hailey Nichols]

Hailey wasn't expecting for Vincent to grab the bedding out of her hands. He was drunk and she was surprised that he hadn't fallen over to the side and passed out by now. She raised her eyebrows when he commented on her eyes. "And you're drunk," she said as she reached over to start making up his bed since he didn't seem to realize that he needed to sleep. If they weren't in her cabin, she might have responded to the eyes comment differently, but they were in Artemis's cabin. She needed to be on her best behavior if she didn't want to turn into a jackalope.

Once she had the bed as made up as she possibly could, that's when he decided to take off his shirt. Hailey's face heated up a bit as she adverted her eyes. "You need to sleep so your hangover isn't so bad in the morning," she said as she risked a glance over at him. Damn, he had a nice chest. She quickly looked away as she pointed to her bed. "I'll be right there if you need anything or you can call for me." Her bed was simple. She used the bedding she came with to camp and that was a soothing mint green with a floral print. However, there sat a stuffed wolf on her bed. Hailey's face really heated up as she quickly walked over to her bed and moved her wolf underneath a pillow. Vincent really didn't need to see that side of her at all.

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He couldn't help but smile and comment on her words. And you're drunk. A hiccup escaped him before the words did though. "Exce-....Excellent diagnosis, doc." He grinned at her stupidly before moving onto that shirt that was going to get in the way if he was supposed to sleep off this drunken stupor. It was too bad he couldn't exactly think straight. If he had been able to then he probably would've thought up something a lot better than 'You have pretty eyesh...' He probably would have had something much more classy. Rum, ambrosia and some kind of powder on top of a round of shots wasn't exactly some kind of thing a gentleman would do. Then again, he was Vincent. He wasn't some guy who walked around in a suit all day.

He may have been drunk off his ass and he might have been blind to more than just a few things but it didn't mean everything just passed by him. For example, when she turned red at the sight of his chest, he didn't notice it. Stupidly, of course. But he did notice her movement across the room and over to her bed. Within a split second her pillow was in the air and back down again. Now he was intrigued. "What was that?" The son of Pasithea was on his feet again, walking over to her as if he was on stilts. "Does the big bad huntwess have a li-" A hiccup escaped him making him pause and hold up a finger to test while he tried to regain himself, his chest rising and falling slowly as he breathed, as soon as he coud he tried turning slightly so he didn't breath on her. He was still feeling slightly self conscious about the alcohol on his breath. "I forgot what I was sayi- Oh yesh! What......What is your secret...Redhead?" He finally got smart enough to put his hand on the wall so he could lean against it, making sure he wouldn't fall over, and even that wasn't working well as support.

[Hailey Nichols]

Hailey never saw the point in drinking even when she dating a Dionysus boy for a brief period of time. However, she could say that Vincent was a funny drunk. And an annoying one. Her face heated up as he did see her stuffed wolf and wanted to know about it. "I'm not hiding anything," she quipped back at him as she tried to sound more confident than she sounded at that moment. He was inebriated and she wasn't. She had to have the upper hand on this situation.

She sighed as he leaned against the wall. The alcohol was doing him no good with his balance. "Go back to bed," she ordered him as she pointed to the bed she made for him. "If you go to bed, I'll show you what I have under my pillow." She wasn't sure if he was going to fall for it. She was more hoping that he would go to bed and then pass out before she had a chance to show him Woofie. That was her one prized procession she had from her sister before she cracked and terrorized the camp. "So what do you say?"

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He couldn't help but laugh when she spoke again. Not hiding anything? His bare chest rose as he inhaled and stared at her. Bull. She was definitely hiding something. It probably wasn't something all that serious but he still wanted to know. He was curious about this. Then again he was curious about almost everything. Back to bed? Oh come on it wasn't like he going to back to the bed that had been made for him just like that! Seriously?! He was smarter than that! To fall for a trick like being lured to a comfy, soft...bed...Well it would be ludicrous.

The illusionist stopped and turned his head to stare hard at it for a while. The bed looked so good. Could he make it to the bed without falling over? Doubtful. Perhaps he should take that deal before he ends up waking on the ground with a broken nose. Vincent turned back to her and nodded, not bothering to speak any words before he lightly put his hand on her arm for balance, his eyes spinning around the room as he did. "Do you ever regret doing it?" He finally spoke once his eyes landed on one of the symbols of Artemis, forcing any hiccups back down so he could actually finish his sentence.

[Hailey Nichols]

He glanced back at the bed and Hailey's heart skipped a couple of beats. He was really considering it. If he just considered it a little bit harder, then she would get out of this mess without worrying about showing him Wolfie. Then she hoped that his alcohol intake was bad enough that he would blackout this entire event and forget about her stuffed wolf in the morning.

But he did something she wasn't expecting. He grabbed her arm for balance, but her face really heated up, even more so thanks to her damn red hair, and her heart fluttered. She looked at him as he was close enough to smell the alcohol on his breath. She was going to tell him no. She never looked back once she made her pledge to Artemis. She was a good hunter. She was going to stay a hunter too.

"Sometimes," she muttered to him as she moved to grab his arm to balance him and use it to walk him over to his bed. "C'mon. You need the sleep." She was hoping he was actually listen to her this time and not try to complicate things further.

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He didn't notice the first time she reacted when he did something. More specifically when he looked over at the bed. He was oblivious to her excitement about tricking him because of how tired and drunk he was. He should put a hot tub in his cabin. A hot tub would be nice. Did the camp have a hot tub? When he did turn back to face her though, and lightly held onto her arm for balance, he did see her face heat up. Being male and drunk though he hesitated, trying to figure out what to do.

He didn't want to wake up in the morning and find out he had come onto her while he was drunk. Right now if he did the wrong thing he could really screw this up. What happened next really surprised him. She really did regret it? Then why didn't she back out? Was it possible to back out of Artemis's little club? His eyes dropped down to his pocket and he got an idea. A stupid one maybe but an idea. He could find out. He would just have to leave himself a note in case he forgot about this night.

Keeping silent, he let her lead him back over to the bed, her quiet voice making him slightly jumpy. After a couple seconds, when they reached the bed he turned to her, his hands moving to lightly grasp her hands and just stared into her eyes for a couple seconds, his eyebrows knit together in thought. "Don't go back on patrol tonight." He forced himself to concentrate so he could speak clearly, already forgetting about the item she had been hiding under her pillow. "Or tomorrow. I want to see you more often."