Take Off the Edge

"Take Off the Edge" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
==Summary==
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The news of the upcoming raid made Liam’s nerves tighter than ever, and after days of moping about his dad, the high of Verdandi confessing her feelings, and now this, he was tired of being sober. He needed…something. And he needed it to go with some good food.
Thankfully, the island seemed to be in a bit of a celebratory mood after the debriefing. There was plenty of food and drink to go around, and a tankard to loosen him up turned into a second. Kendra said she was going to join him for dinner at some point, but she hadn’t shown up yet. He kicked his legs up on the table and pushed his chair back, idly picking at his sharp teeth while the rest of the hall chattered around him.
asha-the-viking
Siri made her way into the hall. Her mom had been fussing over her dad all day, about him leaving for the raid. She was worried too, of course she was, but she needed to get out of the house for a while. She had a headache, but the chatter of the hall didn’t make it worse. She needed the distraction.
She needed to eat something. She needed to do something besides worry about her dad.
tree-the-cat
Sighing, Liam scooped up his plate and went back for seconds, feeling the low buzz in his head make his steps a little unsteady. He ended up shoulder checking someone on their way to the main table, and he looked over to see…what was her name again? Siri, or some shit.
“Watch it,” he growled, taking a few steps sideways to keep his balance. “Don’t have to move like you own the place…”
asha-the-viking
Siri huffed and rolled her eyes. She knew this guy, this was Liam. They had met a few times as children and now he and some girl were staying with Will for the time being. Will had mentioned him being around.
“You watch it,” she retorted. “You ran into me.”
She was not in the mood to put up with anyone’s shit. Not with the headache she had.
tree-the-cat
“You ever hear of this thing called an accident?” Liam glared as he pushed past her again, heading for the front of the hall. “Fuck off.”
asha-the-viking
Siri was about to say how contradictory he had just been, but when he told her to fuck off… her eyes narrowed.
“Listen, you asshole.” Siri said after him, bringing Liam to a halt. Siri walked towards him. “I am not going to stand here and just let you talk to me like that. I am not in the mood to take kindly to being told to fuck off.”
tree-the-cat
Liam flared up at that and turned on his heel, jabbing a clawed finger at her. “I will do whatever I want,” he spat. “Might surprise you but the dom shit I keep hearing about doesn’t work in the real world. ‘Specially not on me.”
asha-the-viking
Siri pushed his hand down, away from her, eyes still narrowed. She didn’t like this kid and she especially didn’t like his finger pointing at her.
“What are you talking about?” She demanded, a faint flush of red tinting her cheeks. She had a feeling she knew exactly what he was talking about. She didn’t think Will would’ve mentioned that, she really didn’t. But what did she know?
tree-the-cat
“Oh, you know.” He put a paw to his chest in an exaggerated manner. “I won’t say anything, for the kiddos. But you can’t push me around.” He turned away from her, still intent on filling his plate at the back of the hall.
asha-the-viking
“I’m not trying to push you around,” Siri said to his back. “I’m trying to get you to shut your fucking mouth.”
She smirked. “Trust me, if u wanted to push you around, I would’ve already.”
tree-the-cat
“Well, aren’t you special.” Liam turned around while he walked, giving a mocking half-bow with a spread of his arms. “Scuse me, ma'am, didn’t realize you were the new rebellion commander.”
asha-the-viking
“I’d like to know who you fucking think you are.” Siri said sharply. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, kid.”
tree-the-cat
Heat flooded Liam’s already-flushed cheeks and he stopped backing up. “Kid?” he snapped. “You’re like what, three years older than me? Who do you think you are?” The hall around them was starting to stare at their escalating argument.
asha-the-viking
“For one thing,” Siri began. “I actually live here. This is my island. I know a lot of people are her for the raid or whatever, but they’ve got tact enough to not walk around like they’re in charge or even live here. Second of all, you’re just annoying.”
tree-the-cat
Squinting at her, Liam worked his jaw for a second, thinking through his mead-induced haze of the wittiest comeback to her…very smart response. He drew himself up to his full height and clenched his fists.
“You’re annoying,” he said with all the confidence of an executioner reading a prisoner their final rites.
asha-the-viking
Siri snorted. “Thanks, I’ve been told. You’re not as intimidating as you think you are. Why don’t you take a seat, hm?”
tree-the-cat
“Bite me.” Liam turned his back on her again, his short tail lashing back and forth.
asha-the-viking
“Oh you wish, pussy cat.” Siri replied, resting a hand on her hip, a sly smile on her face.
tree-the-cat
Turning furiously to look at her for the third time, Liam marched straight at her–well, as straight as he could manage. It was a name he’d heard too many times–often accompanied with less-than-friendly gestures and the occasional black eye. “You wanna fuckin’ call me that again!?” he snarled, his ears laying back flat against his head.
asha-the-viking
“Okay, you big, scary, menacing pussy cat.” Siri teased. She was not shaken by his approach. She had been face to face with worse. Looking directly into his eyes and folding her arms loosely in front of her, she said, “You’re drunk off your ass. What are you gonna do?”
aroleplayingcephalopod
He’d been content to watch up until this point, but now William wiggles his way through the growing crowd in the dining hall, until he’s next to the both of them. “Woah, woah, woah!” he yells. “Calm down, guys!” 
To Siri, he says, “Don’t… don’t call him that, okay?” Then he turns to Liam. “You’ve had a lot to drink. Just… take a walk, cool your head. Please?”
tree-the-cat
“Get out…of my way!!” Liam tried to bodily shove Will further away from the two of them, but it proved to be a difficult task with Will’s stature and Liam’s intoxication. “You think it’s fucking funny to call me that? Huh?” he yelled at Siri. “You think you’re fucking clever to come up with that?”
asha-the-viking
“I never said I was clever,” Siri said, her tone softening just a touch. She had been called so many things over the course of her travels, nothing really bothered her much. She had assumed that with Liam’s sullen nature, he would have a tougher skin to name calling. Maybe she was wrong.
She raised her hands up in front of her defensively. She still didn’t feel like being nice, however. “Get out of my face, your breath stinks.”
And it did. Like alcohol. And it made her feel a little sick.
tree-the-cat
“I don’t give a fuck.” He bared his teeth at her. “I’ll give you one more chance to walk away.”
aroleplayingcephalopod
“Siri,” Will sighs. “Please stop antagonizing him.”
He turns back towards Liam. “Liam, back off. Go take walk.”
“I said, get the fuck out of here!”
Liam turned on his heel and shoved Will as hard as he could–again, not an impressive amount, but he threw most of his body into it, and it sent Will just a tiny bit off-balance. Normally his anger would have manifested in a dignified sulk out of the hall, but now, it had turned into blinding adrenaline.
Siri huffed and rolled her eyes. She still wasn’t afraid of him. Regardless, he had pushed Will, and she didn’t like that. Will could hold his own, Siri knew that. She also knew that Liam and Will were friends. And Will hhad asked her to knock it off.
“Calm down,” Siri said to Liam, in a tone one would use to negotiate with a child. “We can both back off and pretend this never happened. You’re drunk and I’m not in the mood to continue. Deal?”
He bared his teeth, still bristling at the taunting name. “You might wanna act like this didn’t happen, but I’m not going to. Get out of my face, and stay out of my way.” He was having a hard time being so angry and being on his feet at the same time.
“Liam, for fuck’s sake,” William mutters. He shoots an apologetic look at Siri, then strides forward, grabs the back of Liam’s shirt, and hauls him off towards the exit of the dining hall. “You just have to be an asshole for the sake of being an asshole, don’t you?” he asks in a conversational tone.
Siri covered her mouth with her hand and snickers. Her head was still pounding, but she could definitely see how absolutely hilarious that was.
Gods, she loved Will.
She lifted a hand and waved at Liam with a smirk.
“Hey, what the FUCK!?”
He was certainly causing a scene now. He kicked clumsily at Will’s shins but he was as solid as ever as he got dragged towards the door. “What’s your problem!?” he yelled. “She’s the asshole, not me!”
“Nope, you’re an asshole, too,” comes William’s cheery reply. “Also, don’t talk to my girlfriend like that,” he adds more quietly. “Jackass. I’m letting you stay at my house, the least you can do is be nice to my girl.”
“I don’t care whooo’s…girl,” Liam sputtered, dragging his heels on the ground in an attempt to stop his forceful exit. “I’m gonna–”
Out of the crowd, a hand came for him, and in his drunken state, he was in no place to dodge it. His vision went white and black for a second and he stumbled backwards into Will, his cheek immediately beginning to smart. The hand grabbed the front of his shirt in an angry fistful and yanked him down a few inches. Liam’s ears flattened as he focused on the face a few inches from his. 
“Ugh, Kendra…”
What is wrong with you!? she said in furious frustration. She looked at Will and tugged a little harder at Liam’s shirt, indicating that she wanted to take her brother away herself.
William lets out an amused snort and raises his hands in surrender. After a moment, he remembers to sign, He’s all yours. After some thought, he adds, He’s being a whiny little bitch, though.
He’s going to whine a lot more when I’m done with him. She yanked him towards the door and shoved his back, almost making him fall flat on his face. Get out. You’re going to sober up, and then you’re going home.
She looked back over her shoulder, her mouth in a resigned, straight line. Thank you, Will.
Category:BOTGD 2
Category:Act I
Category:Events
Category:William Verdile
Category:Kendra Arnason
Category:Liam Arnason
Category:Siri Haralson