[ota] It's a drinking sort of time

[di-a-mond.livejournal.com]

So, it's happy hour and there's been all sorts of upheaval in the Deck recently.

Times like these, she really did miss having Garrett around.

"Oh well," Diana muttered to herself as she opened the bar. "You'll manage, you always do."

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[di-a-mond.livejournal.com]

"Because we're human?"

And thus, imperfect.

[needsnomirror.livejournal.com]

"And that allows mistakes?"

And gone is her drink. Again. Someone really loves her liver.

[di-a-mond.livejournal.com]

"None of us are perfect."

And she gets another.

Eventually, Diana will cut her off, but she's still speaking sober so...

[needsnomirror.livejournal.com]

"Oh, but it's expected of some of us."

Sooner or later, Diana will find that the transition between 'sober' and 'I cannot walk anywhere ever' is a short, fluent one.

And there goes another.

[di-a-mond.livejournal.com]

"I guess I wouldn't know."

There were different pressures on Deck Royalty, after all...than the woman who supplied them with liquor.