Starlight {Open}

[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

Alcohol was generally a bad idea for most in the 'cape-wearing' business.

Especially those under the legal drinking age, which was still twenty-one in Jump City.

And even though she had prior experience in it, Athena Logan still lost a number of inhibitions when she got hold of a bottle of Captain Morgan. And that was before she had noticed the stairwell and climbed up it. Then remembered she could shape shift.

Which is how the leader of the current Teen Titans was laughing uproariously - to herself, apperantly - and sitting on the edge of an old building; possibly a shoe store. With her boot-clad feet kicking at the building languidly, one hand wrapped around the bottle of rum carefully and the other hand supporting all 134 ilbs of her weight, it was a miracle the tipsy teenager hadn't accidentally toppled over the side of the storefront yet. Or maybe her coordination wasn't affected very much by liquor - who knew?

But whatever the rest of her body was doing - shifting from that of an ocelot to a human, if anyone was interested in knowing - the Titans' eyes were fixed upwards. Not on the glaring, bright lights of the city around her but on the dimmer, colder stars above. They almost seemed to beckon to her, and if she had been completely toasted the shape shifter might have tried something stupid, like flying towards them. But right then she was content in just watching, pondering the little glimmering pinpoints in the black, midnight winter sky.

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Flying was what only few Supers could do anymore.

After many genetic scientists that were, of course, ex-Supers, had developed a cure for the flighty ones, their DNA had slowly diminished, leaving only few still around. It was unfair for those who did not want it. Even to those who did. But it didn't matter. Not now. No, because JazzAnn was enjoying her flight. Why would she care about something years ago? It was, after all, the best thing in the world. And when sharing the midnight flight beneath those blazing stars, so bright, so gorgeous, with someone else, it was even better. But alas, she was alone. Yet, she was with the other fallen Titans who floated in the air like particles around her. She couldn't see them, or feel them, yet it was great to imagine the smile of her fallen comrade, Voltor'mak.

The breeze in her face, the smell of rain. It was too magical. Almost to fake. She was smiling widely, however, as Jazz had continued her midnight flight. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, hanging atop her head as she spun soundlessly in the air. Her eyes closed, breathing in the scent of night. It was alluring. Beautiful. Graceful. Her body swerving between the tall buildings. One of which was the well-known Titan Tower. She had enjoyed her little gliding, hovering, spinning, dancing.

It wasn’t until the intoxicated Athena Logan was found upon the rooftops of Jump City did she float down to wobble a finger at her. Her lips, however, as she remained suspended in the sky, sat pursed. She sighed heavily, floating downwards and towards the green-furred Titan.

"Have you been drinking again?"

[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

Athena grinned at Jazz as she floated before her, leaning forward a little bit. The green teenager apperantly thought she was whispering; in reality, it was more like she was stage-whispering...badly. "Yeeaaaah. But don't tell nobody, 'cuz Serenity'll get mad at me an' ev'ryone else'll think 'm - I'm - whatdayacallit - " Athena wrinkled her nose, trying to remember the word. "- drunk!"

Not the wittiest thing she had ever said, even when she was drunk.

Leaning back violently fast, the uninhibitioned shape shifter swung her legs over the edge of the building and stood, a mite wobbly. Her eyes drifted from Jazz - losing interest quickly, apparently - and back to the stars above. Shift was muttering something, walking along the edge of the building, arms held out wide in a pastich of keeping her balance. Mostly, though, the shape shifter looked more like someone who had consumed more than half a bottle of Captain Morgan in less than a half hour, which is exactly what the Titan had done.

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Jazz clicked her tongue in a tsking sort of way, shaking her head as her feet touched the rooftop.

How did she get up here, being drunk and what not? She’d imagine that the drunken girl would’ve ended up hitting a window or something, and possibly break her neck. Jazz tapped her finger, pursing her lips. She wasn’t sure of what to say or do. And even if the teen was whispering – or somewhat trying to whisper – she wasn’t sure she knew what she was saying. Her mind was probably all over the place like a transporter unsure of where be at certain times. Even so, Athena was probably trying not to think about the process of getting fixed, or the lose of a true teammate. Sure, the blonde never met the alien girl, but she heard a lot about her.

A lot.

She felt somewhat sorry, yet also rather upset. It gave her no right to drink. Still, it was her choice. Jazz only shrugged and took a seat on the railing, facing the green teen. “What are we going to do with you…”

[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

"Nothin'. Help me get up there. With -- her.", Shift answered, glancing over at Jazz, a crushed look overcoming the shape shifters' face. Inhibitions down due to alcohol, the usually stoic well-put-together Teen Titans looked very much past the verge of heartbreak, her eyes clearly dull and listless when the light shone on them. The Titan gestured vaguely upwards as she spoke, taking another long drink. "Not drunk enough.", the femme fatae thought aloud, decidedly.

Some small part of her knew she was being stupid, being careless and brash and doing something she'd regret in the morning, but right then that little voice in the back of her head was silent, drowned by rum and tears. The tear-streaks even showed on her mussed face, in the right light, though it was more likely Jazz couldn't see them in the dark. Generously, the Teen Titan held out the bottle to her flying, blonde-brown haired teammate. "Want some?"

She wasn't drunk enough to get Ravenstar out of her head, and new tears started falling, the dark-furred superheroine unabashedly ignoring them as her inner eye brought up memories of Ravenstar floating in front of her on numerous afternoons, gleefully on yammering about a ride in the festival, or some new video game she'd played.

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JazzAnn sighed heavily. “Fine. Whatever. Drink.”

Jazz was a bout to get up and leave again, yet something in the back of her head told her to stay. Was it the fact she was indeed a good, little angel her mother always talked about? This was when she let out the light growl and rolled her sapphire eyes before shooting a glance of disapproval at the green teen. She doubted the girl would ever quit her habits until her wish was granted. Yet, if she killed herself due to alcohol poisoning, who would take over the team? Athena was leader. She was Shift. No one can replace her. Her mind quickly began to change when the teen offered her some alcohol.

She stared blankly at the bottle and sighed again. “No, I don’t want to end up stupid, Athena.”

So much for the leader. Jazz shook her head, running a hand through her ponytail before looking up at the skies. “You need to understand that sometimes, its best to let go and continue on. I’m sure Ravenstar would’ve said the same thing. And I’m sure the others would’ve too.” She nodded, folding her arms over her chest. It was chilly.

Only slightly.

Maybe... She should have a little drink. And with a smile, she took the bottle, and took a sip.

[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

Athena acted affornted, even going so far as to wrinkle her nose up and pout in a way she hadn't done since she was about seven years old. "'S not stupid. You're stupid. Stupid...blonde - thingy!" By the time she was done, her voice was only half-mad, the other half confused as her muddled brain tried to make sense of what she had just slurred.

And then Jazz mentioned Ravenstar, which didn't help matters. It just made the shape shifter giggle, after a bout of sadness. Her voice now more childish as Jazz took the bottle from her and took her own sip, Athena smiled crookedly at the blonde. "Nu-uh. She'd've hugged me. And you. And...and then Emberstar would've...would've mad her sad." A scowl crossed the teenagers' face as she thought of the icy older twin. "Mean Emberstar. Wouldn't care if I - walked off."

And upon saying so - it made sense in her head, where she had meant that Emberstar wouldn't have cared if she had walked off the side of the building - the Titan apparently moved to demonstrate her point, one leg hiked into the air. Due to gravity being intact, unlike Athena's common sense, the drunken heroine started tipping to the right.

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“Well, looks like someone needs a time out, missy.” She said. Jazz had soon rolled her eyes. Honestly, what’s up her butt today? Well, Jazz knew what was wrong... But that didn’t mean se had to become some suicidal maniac. She took hold of the heroine’s collar and pulled her to her feet. “Not today, Shift. Today, you gotta get some rest. Maybe go out and get something to eat, hm?” Her stomach began to growl quietly. After all the flying and worthless arguing with a drunken Super, she had to get something in her tummy. Like a cheeseburger with mayo or something like that.

Or maybe not.

She crossed her arms again and nodded. “You need to get sobered up, girlie. And if you don’t do it for yourself, then I guess I’ll have to beat you into it, then.” Jazz was calling a bluff. Sort of. She wasn’t going to be hurting the teen if she decided not to, but she had to do something, and if her words didn’t do anything to convince her, then well, her strength might. She was strong enough to lift to lift elephant; so maybe her leader might take into consideration to sober up.

And food might just help.

Hopefully.

Jazz soon clapped her hands together and smiled. “How ‘bout a nice, big old Veggie burger, huh? How does that sound?” She wasn’t meaning to have her tone like a parent speaking to a young child, but it happened.

[Athena 'Shift' Logan]

Athena smiled, apparently harboring no ill will for Jazz's uncerimoniosly stopping her from plunging to...well, not death, but probably a few broken bones and some large bruises. Maybe a concussion, if she hit the ground right. The drunken heroine shrugged, nodding as her blonde teammate suggested food; she was kind of hungry. Actually, she was pretty thirsty, too, come to think of it.

"'Kay.", the green Titan chirped, in much happier tones than she had displayed earlier...and than those she usually used, being normally serious and cynical, if not critic and too-blunt. "Buuuut...Give!", she added, reaching for the bottle that Jazz had taken a drink out of. Gloomy, no. Greedy, yes.

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Vivian had been walking around enjoying the night life and being quiet please with the meal she had just finished. She slowly wiped a smear of dog's blood off the corner of her mouth when she heard voices on the roof of a building. She looked up and saw Athena and someone else up there and it looked like they were fighting over a bottle. Vivian crouched down and jumped up onto the roof, landing next to Athena. She looked at the bottle of Captain Morgan then at Athena. Vivian chuckled with a smirk and sat down next to Athena. She looked up at the other girl there and said "Hey," then looking back at Athena continued, "Now why are you up here with a bottle of Captain Morgan? Especially without me?" She smiled and quickly snatched the bottle out of Athena's hands and took a long drink.