OOM: Drugs. Just say Yes!

[latino_menace]

Ramon's been a little busy, recently. There's been some interest, from a certain party, in the product that made him very rich and very powerful.

So while Random's otherwise occupied, Ramon's in their old room in the bar, taking the chance to cut some more from his pure supply.

He works fast. He's good at this sort of thing.

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[latino_menace]

Better than alcohol he thinks. Not better than sex. But mix the three? Fireworks.

He lazily cuts a line about four inches long, slightly heaped. 'That's a decent sized one. Of course, people take a lot of them throughout the day. Just not one huge one all at the same time.'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"That so."

He puts the box down and proceeds to look divinely disinterested in it.

Maybe it WOULD be fun to steal some of Ramon's underwear and hang it around the bar...

[latino_menace]

Ramon has cool underwear. He wouldn't be embarassed. But there's very little here as it is because yeah, they don't live here any more.

'That's so.' Gorlim looks disinterested, so he turns back to his work. 'Looking forward to Christmas?'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"I still have not got anyone to explain that to me properly except say yes, it is somewhat like Yule, but not. And then wave it off." He sounds annoyed at this. He's ASKED. Nobody will tell him. "Is it a secret or something?"

He eeeeeeyes the box again. And eeeeeeyes Ramon.

[latino_menace]

Ramon is oblivious. As the powders are worked together, he measures out quantities of five grams at a time and these heaps are carefully heaped into small plastic bags and piled at one corner of the desk. There's quite a few there.

'No secret. People are just probably so used to it they can't be bothered explaining. What do you want to know?'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"Well I figured out all the things people are doing." Mostly by watching and copying. He DOES have presents for people. No, he hasn't told anyone what. "But WHY are you doing it if it is not for the new year?"

He scoooots towards the box.

[latino_menace]

'It's a religious ceremony. Or at least, it started off that way. Now its more about giving presents and getting drunk and eating a lot but I prefer that sort of holiday anyway.'

He empties the last of the baking powder and throws the box in the trash, reaching for some powdered milk. He's thankful the process of diluting the shit with sugars was done yesterday, this is just about beefing up the actual quantities. Easy work.

'Technically about celebrating the birth of Christ.'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim considers this.

Or pretends to be considering this.

What he is actually doing is ferreting a bag from the corner of the desk into his cloak while Ramon is busy reaching for the milk.

"Interesting."

It's suddenly becoming a lot more boring in here, compared to how interesting things might potentially be out there.

"Right, then. I'll just... be off, shall I?"

[latino_menace]

He glances up, and nods. 'Sure. I'll be down later after I've showered this stuff off me. Random'll have a fit if I don't.' He's wearing gloves but still. 'We can get a drink or something if you like.'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good." He edges towards the door. "See you there, Ramon." And thank you very much.

He is out the door again. The curious thump-thump-dingle! sound follows him down the hall...

[latino_menace]

He raises his head at the sound, and frowns. What the fuck is that?

He shakes it off and goes back to work. He's nearly done, then all this shit can get cleaned up and he can take the stuff back to his home. So he continues, happily oblivious.