Xxx- Bizkit -xxX rolled 1 4-sided dice: 1 Total: 1 (1-4)
Xxx- Bizkit -xxX
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- Posted: Mon, 08 Oct 2012 05:05:38 +0000
Nathaniel Zathrien Mandrake
Nathaniel heard the light clack of heel against hardwood approaching behind him only half-turning his head to give her presence a nod of acknowledgement as he walked over to the dart board and wrenched his dart free. He walked back to his original position but faced Cassandra instead; he hadn't laughed like she did when she'd called his aim rusty instead his eye flicking over her for a second or two before raising up to meet gazes "Haven't had enough to drink tonight" he replied nonchalant. Nathaniel flagged over a waitress as well swapping a bill for two shots off her tray; he was going to have trouble standing in the morning let alone typing out that bloody report on the minotaur incident of earlier that night, the hangover was going to kill him and if it didn't Azariah likely might. He downed each shot in rapid succession shaking his head a little after the second one tussling his bangs before he went back to facing the dart board lining up the shot bringing the end of the dart up to his eye, when Cassandra spoke again he kept the dart raised but turned his head to reply " It was nothing we couldn't handle. Thing looked like a matador just took a hot iron to it's rear. it got Kent too, He's in local E.R. for the night. Concussed. Your night been entertaining enough?" he asked in response gesturing with his brow to the slumped and muttering men over by the pool table. Nathaniel flashed a brief and wry smile her way before turning his attention back to the dart board once again " Also I trust you didn't take too much of his money" Nathaniel added in with a light chuckle tossing the dart in his hand hearing the pleasant whistle as it sliced through the air striking to the left of the bullseye. Nathaniel cursed went back and grabbed the dart again sighing as he took position one last time turning to Cassandra and smiling "Tell you what, I need to make this interesting. It's boring with no challenge." Nathaniel flagged down the waitress again this time taking a glass of rum and coke as well as three more darts already feeling the effects of the alcohol take their toll on his balance a little; he shrugged his shoulders loosening up with the rush of blood-flow closing his eyes as he did so. Nathaniel re-opened them and turned back to Cassandra "How about I make five bulls-eye's, and we drink all night. Lord knows I need it, I miss once and you make all five. Well...I'll leave your prize to your choice." Nathaniel then turned and proceeded to begin whipping the darts at the board in rapid succession awaiting only for someone to remove the last that had struck before hurling again. The sharp whistling didn't seem to cease.
Azariah shifted within the shadowy confines of his makeshift hiding spot when he heard a rustling outside, he poked his nose out of the box and turned his head to see a human ruffling through the garbage bin beside where he was currently hiding. Azariah resisted the urge to snort outright disgusted that the human was eating trash, then again he was disgusted that any creature would stoop so low as to eat the trash of another being. But he also recognized some creatures rarely had other choice, it disgusted him and he'd frankly rather die before he went that low yet he bore no ill will towards those who had become accustomed to the option. Azariah would prefer to stick to his fresh meat, clean off the bone like he'd hunted himself, which made his mind wander as he had not had to hunt for quite sometime. He missed the rush that accompanied it; before the final strike which put his prey to it's knee's and at the mercy of his talons. Those were days long past, now he was watching over a line of drunken fire-tongue wizards whom he owed a long debt, he sighed resting his head down on his arms 'I wonder what Nathaniel's up to...He's been in the bar for quite sometime... Then again he could be in there until tomorrow afternoon. Bloody boy apparently seems immune to alcohol poisoning.' Azariah was pretty sure the boy was just trying to show up all the Americans.
xXx~(( OOC: Dice roll 1-2= Nathaniel pulls it off,3-4 He fails. I couldn't decide myself >.< ))~xXx
Azariah Vorn Crassus