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 Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:22 pm
*Luke makes a face as he takes in a whiff of Malazar. He REEKS of booze.* Not as much as you've had, fella.....
*He recognizes him as the guy who kicked him square in the chest* *He pushes the guy's arm off.* *Luke frowns at him* *mutters to himself* You're lucky I don't beat your a** for the s**t you started last time...
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:25 pm
lucas_blaize *Luke makes a face as he takes in a whiff of Malazar. He REEKS of booze.* Not as much as you've had, fella..... *He recognizes him as the guy who kicked him square in the chest* *He pushes the guy's arm off.* *Luke frowns at him* *mutters to himself* You're lucky I don't beat your a** for the s**t you started last time... The arm doesn't budge, the whole iron bar thing wasn't a metaphor. He has a death grip on Lucas. Even so, he turns before of them to respond to Cora. "Drink? Bah!" He salutes Cora with his Vodka bottle and makes an (almost) accurate quote. "I have not yet begun to drink!" In fact, when he speaks his breath doesn't exactly reek of it but... You suspect he might have spilled a... bit.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:29 pm
*Luke rolls his eyes, very unamused as Malazar ignores his threat.*
*But.....oh another level, drunks are a breed he has become very accustomed to, and he doesn't feel like a bar fight. Not yet anyway.*
*He successfully breaks free of the grasp when he grabs a bottle of Vodka, saving it from hitting the ground in Malazar's zeal.*
*Well....what the ******** else is there to DO in the Brink but drink?*
*He goes with it.*
Hey, Slim. *looks down at bottle of Vodka...brings it over* Do you remember when I was talking about drinking games?
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:31 pm
Game....:::she thinks::::
Yes, I recall something like that. :::She peeks around Luke, back at Malazar::::
But don't you think ther perhaps we should tend to him. I don't think he is acting very rationally.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:35 pm
*Luke watches Malazar....He sighs. She has a point. He shrugs, saying.* Naaah, he's just having a good time. *He hears banging noises behind him and cringes a little.* *Luke rolls his eyes* And while he's NOT getting any more sober, we may as well have a good time ourselves.
What do you say, Slim? Get out that wine.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:37 pm
fffhhh..... :::She let out a breathe, and shrugged::: Try everything once.
:::She looked at Malazar again, then back at Luke:::
Am I going to regret this?
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:37 pm
Malazar slams one of the mixers onto the bartop, followed by several more. He then turns to Lucas, one finger raised in an almost lecturing posture, completely spoiled by the blanket he's wearing as pants held by his other hand.
THE RULES! Anytime anyone says a word that rhymes with "Brink""
He snickers.
"... Anytime someone uses your first name... and anytime you swear. Take a shot, and add the rest of the bottle to the mixers. Once we're..."
He sways, but doesn't lower the finger.
"...thoroughly sauced. We start in on the mixer. GO!"
He lowers the finger and grabs a bottle of Bacardi ******** the world."
He takes a shot, and empties the rest into a mixer.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:41 pm
:::I am definately going to regret this later:::
Luke, what is a curse....?
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:46 pm
*Luke turns to Cora* You used my first name. *He pours her a shot of wine.... keeping it light so not to have her hugging the floor.*
Take a shot. *grins at her*
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:48 pm
Hehehe...this is absurd. :::She laughs, a little troubled, but takes the shot of wine:::
Mm! hehe...
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:49 pm
*grins to her, nodding* Hey, Mikey. I think she likes it....
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:52 pm
:::Cora laughs:::
'think' rhymes with brink!
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:53 pm
Malazar's hand snakes out and grabs the wine bottle. With a flip he pours it into the mixer.
"Bah, lightweights! All of you! And its Malazar or Mal not Mikey... Ahahaha!"
Takes a vodka shot and empties the bottle into the mixer. He blinks blearily, looking at Lucas, and punches him in the chest where he kicked him yesterday.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:58 pm
*to Cora, grins* Nice call, Slim...
*After he takes a shot, Luke feels a sucker-punch* *He staggers back. Not so much in pain as in annoyance, and glowers* Hey, ******** you, man...watch yourself.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2004 8:59 pm
Malazar grins and points at Lucas' face.
"Gotcha."
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