[meanwhile, Sylvia had done browsing n felt like getting herself a drink, so was at the ship's bar, sipping some bourbon on the rocks]
Peepers: (had entered, looking around and taking a seat beside Sylvia)
Sylvia: [didn't reli notice him enter as she was putting on some rather loud music to accompany her drinking]
Peepers: (looks up at her, reaching out to tap her shoulder)
Sylvia: [jumped a bit, then turned to see him] Oh, its u. U surprised me there
Peepers: ^^;; (writes) sorry.
Sylvia: [sipped at her drink for a while, then stared at him for a moment before asking] ...U wanna hv a drink?
Peepers: (writes) Do they have anything without alcohol?
Sylvia: |-( This is a bar, EVERYTHING here has alcohol
Peepers: ^^;; (writes) What's their lightest drink here then?
Sylvia: A lightweight, huh? First time drinking liquor?
Peepers: (looks a little embarrased and nods slowly)
Sylvia: [shook her head, then looked abt behind the bar for a moment, then dug out a can frm the fridge underneath] Here ya go, lime beer. Its like lemonade with a hint of booze
Peepers: :) (takes it and sips a little, taste testing)
Sylvia: [snorts] Don't be such a pussy, pipsqueak. Just chug it. It tastes better tht way
Peepers: (takes a few more sips before fully drinking it up)
Sylvia: That's the ticket, pipsqueak. How's that? Better, eh?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: Wat r u doing here anyways? It's pretty late. Shouldn't u be in bed or something?
Peepers: (writes) I guess I still have trouble sleeping with... nightmares, you might say...
Sylvia: Nightmares? Abt ur past, I presume? [sipped on her drink]
Peepers: (nods, sadly)
Sylvia: .....So wat's the deal? Not tht its any of my business, bt... how did u end up the way u did?
Peepers: (swallows and writes down the same thing he had told Hater; his father going drunk, abusing his mother, ended up killing her and causing Peepers to lose his voice and how he ran away)
Sylvia: [read the whole thing] Geez... Tht reli sucks. N here I thought u were born mute or something. I suppose we missed out on u wen we were recruiting minions for our army. Ur lucky to get out of ur home planet, sorta, coz wen we got there, it was literally dying n everyone there was starving to death n dying in the cold
Peepers: (writes) We managed to find a different place to live while that was happening.
Sylvia: While that was happening? U mean u got out before the planet was starting to die or something? If u got out, why didn't the others follow suite then?
Peepers: (writes) There wouldn't have been that much room for all the others. We just took our own ship we had at the time being.
Sylvia: But then that has to mean there are other Watchdogs managed to get out too, if they hv the resources
Peepers: (writes) Possibly.
Sylvia: Sucks for ur planet though, being hit by a meteorite or asteroid or whatever n caused the phenomenon that literally killed the dinosaurs on Earth in the 3rd galaxy. Wander dropped in in the nick of time, n we were just starting off with a skeleton crew too, just me, Wander n the computer
Peepers: :) (writes) So...don't mind me asking, how did YOU end up like this? With Lord Wander?
Sylvia: Ehh, he kinda bought me, sorta
Peepers: (blinked and wrote) Bought you?
Sylvia: Well, u see, I'm sorta like u, coming from a broken family. My dad knocked up my mom wen they were in high school, so they had no choice but to marry coz my dad wanted to take responsibility. They had my 3 brothers before she had me, n we were OK for those early yrs [finished her drink before she poured herself another]
Peepers: (Writes) And then...?
Sylvia: Hold ur horses, pipsqueak [gulped dwn tht drink before pouring another as she spoke] Well my mom was nvr reli content. OK but nvr content. She felt sometimes tht she was robbed of a chance of a better, finer life bcoz of that one mistake she made with my dad, getting knocked up, n nvr truly appreciated wat my dad did for her. Then one day while waitressing, she met up with this rich tycoon who dropped by for a cup of coffee at the diner she was working. They hooked up n had an affair, worse wen it turns out tht rich boy was a married man, not tht she cared. She continued to be his mistress for a yr before he told her she could hv her own home n anything she wants if she is willing to be his mistress full time on his planet. Her gold-digging ass was off on the nxt spaceship n she just left a flimsy note to my dad in the dead of the night telling him that she's leaving him, n tht was it. My dad had to take care of all four of us on our own until he couldn't cope with it anymore n killed himself. Walked straight into a moving subway train n SPLAT! Dead [gulped dwn her drink again]
Peepers: :O
Sylvia: My brothers n I were put into the system, separated to different foster families to be raised, although we do keep in touch n keep each other updated. They got good homes, but I didn't. The family I got were secretly drug dealers who get high on their own once in a while. They trained me to sell their drugs, along with other "tricks of the trade", if u know wat I mean, but I nvr get high on that shit, thank gob. I was caught selling them at the wrong plc at the wrong time n got my ass hauled into jail, along with the other offenses I was charged with, I was gonna be in the hole for a very long time. Then somehow Wander came along. He needed someone who knows how to get things n how to get them done, as well as a partner in crime coz he was starting out on his conquering travels, n the warden of the prison I'm in occasionally sells convicts to make money under the table n free up space for newcomers. Wander bought me from him n the rest was history
Peepers: (nod) (in awe)
Sylvia: [forgone the glass n decided to drink straight from the bottle] I still keep in touch with my bros now n then. They all got their own lives now, n they're glad I was out of trouble. I don't hv the most glamorous job, but I'm good at wat I do, n I got a friend for life [blinked as she realized she had been blabbing for so long] Damn, why am I telling u all this so easily? Even Awesome n Ryder dunno the full story of my life. It's either coz of u or the booze [glanced at Peepers, her face a little flushed from the booze]
Peepers: (pets her shoulder, feeling sorry for her)
Sylvia: [pushed Peepers' hand away] Stop, don't. I'm not gonna feel sorry for myself, n I don't need u to either [chugs the bottle]
Peepers: :( (just sits there quietly)
Sylvia: [finished the bottle n let out a burp] Ahh~ Good stuff. U wanna hv another beer there, pipsqueak?
Peepers: (looks at her, then nods)
Sylvia: [dug out another lime beer for him]
Peepers: (takes it and drinks)
Sylvia: So, u liking ur life so far on our lord conqueror's ship?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: Evr thought abt wat u wanna do on this ship?
Peepers: (shrugs)
Sylvia: Wat r u good at?
Peepers: (writes) I can sew a little bit, cook at times... stuff like that.
Sylvia: Domestic work, huh... [thought abt it] Hmm, I'll put u for kitchen duty, how's tht?
Peepers: (thinks on it and gives thumbsup) (like)
Sylvia: That's settled then [hiccuped a little, then chk the bottle] Great, I finished it. Let's see if there is more... [gets up a bit too quickly n got a little light-headed n fainted] @___@
Peepers: :O (hurries to try and stop her from falling over)
Sylvia: Bllaaarrrggghhh... Still can driiiiinkkk~~ @w@ [was clearly getting drunk]
Peepers: (shakes his head, helping Sylvia towards where her bedroom was)
[her room was dwn the hallway adjacent to Wander's quarters, being that she's his SiC, she has to be near him at all times, n once inside, the Watchdog can see her room decorated with all things punk; posters of punk artists, shelves of punk n metal music CDs, a huge floor to ceiling stereo with big ass speakers, closet full of leather type clothes etc... Like someone who hasn't grown out of her rebellious phase]
Peepers: (looked around the room a little before helping Sylvia into her bed)
Sylvia: [mumbling something incoherent drunkenly n curled in the covers]
Peepers: (watched her for a moment; even in a drunk state, she still looked beautiful... Slowly he backed away to quietly leave the room and let her sleep)
Sylvia: [mumbled something, letting out a small whine before he stepped out the door]
Peepers: (turns back to her hearing the whine) ?
Sylvia: [groping blindly ard the bed, mumbling drunkenly, as if trying to find something] Bin... Binky...
Peepers: (blinks and looks around for this 'Binky')
[it was under the covers at her feet, which was a super pink unicorn plush with white tutu frills n a wand n wings attached to it like a fairy. It was the most girliest thing u ever seen, totally contradicting the whole theme of the room]
Peepers: (giggle) (gently tucks the plush into Sylvia's grasp)
Sylvia: [smiled as she felt the soft plush in her arms] Mmh... Binky, let's go fly-fly... Zzzz.... |-)
Peepers: :) (slowly and quietly exits the room, leaving her be in her slumberland)
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