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"hmmm, I don't know. You make a nice hat." He laughed as he opened the door to the bar. No one really looked at them as if their display was odd. In fact they just convinced a lot of people that they were already drunk.
Nicodemous let go of his foot as soon as the doors closed behind them.
"There."

The bar was pact, to put it mildly. The counters and tables were full, so the two would have to stand, if they should so decide to stay in the bar. There were so many conversations going on it was hard to pick up on just one of them. Every few mumbles one word from a different conversation could be heard. It made Nicodemous slightly uncomfortable to be around so many people at once, but he showed little signs of this discomfort.

Nicodemus looked down at his crowed adoring little brother with a quirked brow. It was uncomprehending how one could like to be smished in a crowd of people and unable to hear what the person next to you was saying. But... though this was their shared birthday, it was more of Riot's day than it was his. This was the big one.
He followed his brother to the counter and signaled the bartender.

"What yer be want'n?" The bartender asked with a squinted glare.

"We need a special one for tiny here." He rubbed Riot's head playfully. "It's the big one today for him, so we need some pretty big drinks." Nicodemous casually slipped a large sum of money on the counter. Enough to turn some heads. The bartender grinned and nodded. He was off to get the drinks faster than one could blink. Nicodemous and Riot would have their pints in a matter of seconds.

Nicodemous held his mug up to Riot for some cheers. "To... not being a minor anymore. " he paused. "And to future... I hear it's a good luck thing."

Nicodemous knew that comment was coming... Anytime something big was involved with a crowd, the topic of constipating was comically tossed in. There were a few men who turned back to their large drinks and said nothing out of shame because they WERE.

"Damn straight." Nicodemous took a swig of his beer. Oh God was that the good stuff. So good in fact it was already making him feel all fuzzy inside. Nicodemous was not one to hold his strong liquor so well... They tests were mostly to blame for that. Especially the last one.

Being a big man it didn't take long at all for him to swig his drink. Not entirely enough to smash him to the wall, but well on his way. In hopes of getting a -nice- tip the bartender kept the drinks coming. So Nicodemous soon found a full mug in place of his empty one. He didn't seem to notice this continual flow of alcohol.
"You're soo gonna win this little bro." He glanced over. "beer hates me... " Nicodemous sighed.

Nicodemous slammed the mug on the table right after Riot spoke. He frowned. "Little bro, everything you have and have done have been on your own power. " He slurred a little as the alcohol took affect on his speech. "Me bro, I'm nothin' but an experiment... I don't really know what I can do on my own... and never will. So you will always be better than me little bro. You remember that. Or I'll kick your a**." He lazily looked into his mug before taking another swig.

"tch" Nicodemous inspected his empty mug.

"Naaa... I'm a fake.... like a lab freak... or Godzilla. Little bro, I think I'm godzilla." He lazily looked over to his little brother with a smirk. Part of him believed that.

"You don't have to do anything unless you want to. Make your own decisions sometimes.... Mom and Dad don't get it. So don't listen to a damn word they say. They don't know who you are, and they should. ********, they are missing out." He huffed. The bartender at this point refused him another drink. But that was for the better...

The crowd of people suddenly looked up from their drinks as Riot made his speech. Some of the more drunk one begun to cheer and add 'here here' at the end of the cheer.

Nicodemus shook his head as he too wobbled to his feet. But he didn't stand on the counter. "And you see this little monkey here? It's his goddamn birthday too, only he's old enough to be in the military now. So you all better watch out, because he's a king when it comes to skill. And he's gonna be the next general, no KING of the republic. And own you all.." He looked up to Riot. " You hear that, you're gonna be a king..... Everything the light touches..."

Again, the Drunk reacted by bowing to Riot and cheering. A lot of them actually believed he was a king. The more sober bar goers were laughing hard.

Riot watched the Bartender fill the mugs up with water out of the corner of his eye, he didn't say anything about it.

Riot looked back to Nic at the punch in his chest he made a small laugh and hit him lightly back. "And I believe it too bro." Riot grinned