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Liamh was hunched over the dregs of his martini, leaning on the bartop and spinning his glasses over in his hands by one of the frame-arms - it seemed that one of the lenses had cracked. He glanced up as the asian girl with the cane came up and walked behind the bar, and he arched an eyebrow as she started dumping liquors together - and downing it.

"You know, the last time i saw someone do that to themself, they saw dancing purple gerbils for two days straight, and that was AFTER a sobering three pots of coffee."

He scratched his nose with the tip of the glasses-strut thoughtfully. "Then again, maybe that was more due to the coffee than the booze..."

He chuckled and leaned over the counter to shake her hand. "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Aislinn. I'm Liamh, Liamh Doradan." he leaned back again. "And bad coffee aside, the pterodactyl woman was probably right."

He pushed his empty glass to the other side of the counter. " - Got any more tequila over there? - See, this whole island, as you've probably been told, is a testing ground for genetic experiments... They're always luring fresh subjects in.. you said, surgery, right?"

He squinted over the counter at her leg, then put his abused glasses back on. "I dunno if they'll make good on that, but i hope so. Seems like you should get something out of this nightmare..."

"Wow, pterodactyl, though... that's kind of startling. I might have seen her from a distance, but... didn't know what the heck she was." He smiled apologetically.

He gratefully accepted the bottle of tequila from her, smirking as he opened it and poured himself a bit in his marguerita glass straight. It was a good afternoon for drinking, and with a couple in him already he was less inclined to care.

"Nope. I'm still clinging to humanity here, dangit, but it's no joke. Not unless this is one REALLY elaborate prank... i've seen some pretty freaky mutations, though i haven't gotten up the guts.. nerves... balls... whatever choice anatomical pieces necessary to get up close and personal with some of the more far-gone ones. Guess i still keep thinking that if i ignore it and keep looking for some way off of this rock, it won't be real. Not really real, i mean." he tipped back some of the tequila and coughed slightly as it scalded his throat. There went his attempt to look tough for the day, he thought dryly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"If you need proof, there's a whole islandful i could show you..." he took another sip. "Yeah, now that's a tour for the whole family... mutant beast extravaganza."

"You're gonna be a vet, huh?" He drained his glass - it had, admittedly, been a fairly small amount of tequila, but he was feeling all warm inside right now, which seemed to make the whole situation a little better. Almost humorous, even...

"Heh. Well i guess you're in the right place. We may all need a veter'narian soon. 'M sorry this had to happen to a nice girl like you." He reached over for the tequila bottle and poured himself another round. "Well, I'll promise, if i bust out with fangs and claws and hair out of my ears, I won't eatcha."

"And who knows, maybe next week we'll be rescued, and we kin toast this whooole nightmare goodbye in California." He gestured with both arms wide, threatening to slosh his drink, then set it down again with a chuckle. "I've always liked California. Sunny. Even in the winter. Shame i could never stay long."

Grinning, Liamh ran a hand through his hair and blushed as she leaned toward him. Or perhaps it was just the flush of the drink. Either way, his face felt warm and his head felt light. Bad signs for him, he knew, but he hadn't had THAT much... he figured.

"Bright colors, huh? Bright s'good," he picked up his drink again, wondering if he should really finish this one. It was already poured, though, and it'd be a shame to waste it. He tipped back a swallow. "You know, long as i don't have a hangover or something," he laughed, trying not to spill it. "Then it's like, hogawd, bow before the porcelain throne..."

He leaned over and tried to process if she was really doing all right as she dissolved into giggles. "Hey, speakin' of which, you don't, you know -snrk- think you should slow down or anything?" He tipped back his glass again without thinking about it.. or much else.

"Dinosaurs... heh. Don't think it's ALL dinosaurs," he blinked over at her. His vision had gotten that tell-tale lag between focusing. "I've seen some other kinds a' creatures... people... people-creatures.." he fumbled on the counter for his cracked glasses, trying to put them on his nose without stabbing himself in the eye. "Regular ones, i mean. Though i think my downstairs neighbor might be somethin' extinct, i ferget what it's called..."

He gave a shrug, and smiled winningly at her. He took another sip of his drink, then almost choked on his tequila as Aislinn ran her hand over his own. "Huh, ah, me?" he tipped his head, glancing at the counter and then back up again with a sheepish grin. "Yeah, I... uh. I went t' college. Studied, y'know, computers and programmin' and stuff. I did okay...." he leaned a little closer, pushing his glasses back up his nose as they started to slide off wonkily.

"Grades were better than highschool, but... still think i shoulda tried harder, y'know?" He smiled lopsidedly, drinking again. His marguerita glass was getting emptier again. "Er, what 'bout you? Vet school? That's gotta be hard. Dang." he tilted his head and laughed a bit. "Y'prob'ly have to work harder 'n one day than i'd have to inna week... "

He reached out and patted her on the shoulder. "It's a shame.. not goin' home. It's... it's a damn shame, really. To the dinosaurs!" he raised the little bit that was left in his glass. "They're extinct, we're extinct, or might as well be."

"Smooshed by a horse! That sucks," he scratched his chin. "I've never been smooshed. I think i'd have to pass on that experience..." He tipped back the glass again, taking a swallow. "Ugh. Bet that hurt like... uhh..." he tried to focus on what he was saying. "Like being smooshed. By a horse."

He stopped short as she leaned over and kissed him. "Heh! Uh, yeah! You know me.." he flushed a bit more, grinning broadly. "I get that all the time, really! Hehehh.." Was it a bit warm out here, or was it just him? He tugged at the collar of his shirt, leaning forward a bit more. Her hand was still on his own, fancy that... he grinned some more.

Toasting with a dull clank of glass, he raised his drink. "Yeah, to the dinosaurs. All of 'em." He took a deep swig of his drink, nearly draining it. "Ohoh, whoops!" he couldn't quite bite back the laugh as she nearly tipped over. "Ahaha, careful! Hehehhh!"

He put a his other hand on her arm to steady her. "Oof, I think i've had a bit much.." He continued to grin, looking a bit roguish and sheepish at the same time.