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[paidinbeer]

Who:  Orc and Open to All
What: Having too much fun leads to some strange choices
Where: Training Center Common Area
When: Noon
Warnings: Depressed, alcoholic rock monster

Orc heard noise all around him  and felt light stabbing at his eyes. He must have fallen asleep somewhere other then his room.

This wasn't unusual for him though he was doing it less lately since he could have all the alcohol he wanted back in his apartment with the other tributes.

He didn't want to, his head was starting to hurt as his brain started up and reminded him how hungover he should be. He knew however if he remained passed out in public he'd never hear the end of it from the papers and TV shows that follows tributes. Though he was far from the only person involved in the games to drink heavily.

Opening his eyes to the blinding light of day he groaned and sat up. As the world of color came into focus he recognized the furniture of the common area of the Training Center. Sure enough there were some "reporters" if you could call them as such taking pictures of him and one of them jokingly asking if he had a rough night and who his friend was.

Friend? Orc blinked the sleep from his eyes and looked around before his eyes settled on a creature that was laying on the sofa next to him currently eating salad from a bowl someone had brought it.

It was a lamb. A rainbow colored lamb.

It was not the first time in his life that Orc had absolutely no excuse for something he had done under the influence of alcohol, but this was by far one of the most baffling.

"Hello." He grunted to the lamb who bleated in response and resumed it's meal.

Casting a wary glance around he spotted a server and growled. "Drink." 

The server scurried away, grateful he no longer had to stand around watching over the sleeping rock creature and it's "pet"

Comments

[wantwhatiwant]

"I don't think lambs do, as a rule." He shrugged, he had no idea who Howard was.

[paidinbeer]

Orc shrugged back and looked at the lamb.

"What's your name?" He asked as if he expected it to answer.

The sheep in turn bleated it's response.

"No, I'm not calling you that." Orc felt decidedly silly talking to a sheep but could blame it on his hangover.

[wantwhatiwant]

"I think that was sheep for fuck you for kidnapping me, lamb napping, whatever." Ian's amused at least.

[paidinbeer]

"Yeah...baby goats are kids. Not lambs." Orc muttered and for the first time in as long as he could remember, he felt clever.

"Do you really think I stole it?" This idea had never occurred to Orc and clearly worried him as his brow creased slightly.

[wantwhatiwant]

"Didn't you?" Ian raised an eyebrow, he had assumed he had. Couldn't see anyone handing out free multicoloured lambs.

Then again... this place was crazy.

[paidinbeer]

Orc shrugged his massive shoulders. "I was really drunk. I don't think my escort...wherever they are...woulda let me steal something this big without sticking around to tell me about it."

Actually Orc went through multiple escorts on any given week because they just didn't want to deal with a giant sometimes aggressive rock covered teenage alcoholic. But he was usually so blitzed when they changed shifts he never noticed.

[wantwhatiwant]

"Sure you didn't just ditch them first?" He asked, though surely it was hard if you were a giant rock covered guy.

[paidinbeer]

That was a reasonable guess. Orc pondered this for a moment longer while he shook an empty mug at a passing Avox to indicate he wanted a refill. Said Avox scurried away obediently.

"But aren't there like...cameras everywhere? Wouldn't I get arrested if I did that?" Beyond the fact that his soul was already going to hell for everything else he'd done.

[wantwhatiwant]

"Yeah." He shrugged, and looked around, "Best be careful."

[paidinbeer]

Orc looked back to the sheep, and then slowly looked around the room like he was expecting a peacekeeper to come running at him at any moment.

"I don't think I stole it." He concluded. "I have money, I don't know how much." He dug around in the pocket of his custom tailored pants to find his money card and couldn't. It wasn't the first time this had happened though so it was reasonable to assume his escort had it. They usually did.

[wantwhatiwant]

"So you bought a rainbow sheep?" Ian raised an eyebrow at him, trying not to laugh. "Where from? The rainbow sheep shop?"

Then again... it was the Capitol.

[paidinbeer]

"I dunno." Orc grumbled defensively starting to feel embarrassed by the entire affair. "I was drunk." He added as if that needed a reminder.

"I guess I ought to give it back though...who's gonna take care of it while I'm in the arena?"

[wantwhatiwant]

"Yeah, might be hard to get a babysitter." He smirked.

[paidinbeer]

Orc sighed and pet the sheep thoughtfully.

"Kinda reminds me of skittles. I wonder if we can get some skittles around here." His thick stone covered fingers curled and uncurled in the fluffy rainbow colored wool and the thought of skittles made Orc's stomach grumble.

[wantwhatiwant]

"Haven't really seen any sweets, it's all posh weird stuff." He shrugged

[paidinbeer]

"Some of it tastes sweet." He commented and his stomach growled again.

"Think it's time for breakfast." he added hefting up the sheep who went limp and allowed him to carry it as if it was a bundle of wool.

[wantwhatiwant]

"Yeah I meant they don't do much in the way of candy, at least how we know it." He raised an eyebrow as the sheep was lifted. "I think it likes you."

[paidinbeer]

Orc had to admit it seemed pretty relaxed for being picked up.

"It wouldn't be so relaxed if it knew what we did to sheep back in the FAYZ." He muttered in a dark joke that only he could really appreciate.

"Maybe it's been trained."

[wantwhatiwant]

"FAYZ?" Ian raised an eyebrow.

"Who would train sheep?"

Probably the same people who would dye a sheep multicoloured, now he thought about it.

[paidinbeer]

It was the first time he'd have to explain the FAYZ, and truth be told he wasn't too keen on it.

"It's where I came from. It sucks."

Yes. This is the perfect explanation.

Orc shrugged once again looking at the sheep curiously. Who would train a sheep "Once saw a movie where a big trained a bunch of sheep to stay in a group." At least that's what Orc thought was the point of that movie.

[wantwhatiwant]

Ian nodded, accepting that explanation. "You mean like a sheep dog?"

[paidinbeer]

Orc considered this for a moment "Sheep pig. But yeah...something like that."

[wantwhatiwant]

"Sheep pig yeah." Sounds familliar, "I think I saw that film, wasn't the point that they were training the pig, not the sheep."

[paidinbeer]

Orc stopped to consider this blinking slowly.

"They trained the pig, so the pig could train the sheep right?"

[wantwhatiwant]

"Wasn't it just so the pig could herd the sheep?" Ian raised an eyebrow.