Sixth Drink

[wastheexample]

[Given all the things that have happened to Peeta in the last week, it's not been a fun time for Haymitch. Somewhere between chugging the remaining booze in one night and arriving in the castle, he's ended up in the clinic. After all, he's only human and his liver tends to not like it when he punishes it to these extremes.

So he wakes up in a clinic bed, the journal beside him catching a quick rustle of bedcovers because Haymitch does not like waking up in places he has no idea how he ended up in]

Oh. Great. Still in this place.

[He sits on the edge of the bed for a moment, grimacing as his stomach protests at all this movement. He belatedly realises that his hand hurts. A lot]

...Did I punch a wall? [No...no wait. Fuzzy memory, coming back] ...Or maybe Daniel's face.

[He notices the journal, picking it up and flicking through it. He really should apologise to Daniel for the face thing]

He probably asked for it. [Or not] How long have I been out?

Comments

ditto!

[i_got_this]

Yeah, I bet most people have what's coming to them

[wastheexample]

Well, there's a loaded comment.

[i_got_this]

Let's just say I'm trying to work through some confusing information from home.

So what about you, doesn't sound like you exactly remember what happened?

[wastheexample]

Nothing like that to brighten up your day.

I remember getting very drunk. And maybe punching Daniel.

[i_got_this]

Yup. Got some questions answered that makes me a little hesitant to ask more questions.

[She can't help but laugh a little.] Maybe punch him? Sounds like my kind of party. How much did you have?

[wastheexample]

You learn never to ask anything, eventually, right? Just how they want it.

I stopped counting after everything went blurry.

[i_got_this]

Maybe. [She doesn't plan on letting her other questions go unanswered, but she definitely wanted some space after what she did learn before the next info-bomb.]

I've had nights like that.

[wastheexample]

Yeah? Most of my nights are like that.

[i_got_this]

Maybe I'll join you sometime if I want to relive the hazy days of shore leave.

[wastheexample]

Sure. I can always use people to help me deal with this stupid loss.

[i_got_this]

Tell me about it. Where does the castle come up with this shit?

[Wait, was he talking about a drinking-related Loss? Didn't she talk to some guy about that ...] Wait, you're not ... [Crap, what was the name? Something really weird -- Haystack? Hamish?] Haymish, are you?

[wastheexample]

From the depths of it's evil little mind, that's where.

[Long pause] Haymitch. Haymitch.

[i_got_this]

We should find out where that is and set ot on fire.

[Lol oops, and no Southisn't sorry.] Haymitch. Finnick told me all about your Loss, and that you guys found something out in he wilderness?

[wastheexample]

I like the way you think.

[Oh well, this is someone who Finnick has decided is trustworthy enough to talk to] Yeah, we had a super fun trip out there.

[i_got_this]

I like the way you drink.

[Poor Finnick.] That's what it sounded like. What's it like out there? I haven't gotten a chance to venture out that far yet.

[wastheexample]

You'll be one of the few that do.

Lots of open fields. Not a lot of life. Some creepy buffalo.

[i_got_this]

Eh, people will be jerks.

That's strange. I would have thought a place like this would have had tons of animals about ... but why buffalo? That seems really kind of random.

[wastheexample]

Yeah, and usually they're me.

They didn't have any eyes, either.

[i_got_this]

Really? You're going to have to do harder to impress me, considering some of the assholes I have to deal with from my own world.

Shit, really? Like some sort of genetic mutation or a nasty fight or something?

[wastheexample]

I'm not here to impress anyone. I don't give a damn what anyone thinks about me.

Maybe. I wouldn't put it past this place to start creating muttations.

[i_got_this]

Muttations ... I've heard that before ... yeah, Gale mentioned them, but he was talking about bees?

[wastheexample]

There are lots of Muttations, it's a general term. He would have been talking about Trackerjackers.

[i_got_this]

Yeah, that's what he called them.

So, you think that's what the buffalo was?

[wastheexample]

I don't know. Maybe. It seems the sort of thing the Capitol would create.

[i_got_this]

Capitol of what?

[She's wondering what kind of place these guys all come from if things like eyeless fucking buffalo would be familiar to them.]