[Molly voice: 52 card pick up /throws his tarot deck
No. He looks around, humming for a second while he thinks it over.]
Ah. Chugging contest.
[He finds two glasses, putting them on the bartop and uncaps a bottle of something . . . probably way too strong for this. Filling each one up almost to the brim.]
[ That’s valid. He’s laughing like crazy. This barely seems to bother him, aside from having to shake his head like a dog to get the worst of it out. It jingles alot when he does that because of all the jewelry. Like a fucking clown.]
[ molly got a sixteen, and i will let you roll for grace for fairness?? she will do great at chugging and terribly at holding the alcohol so does it truly matter. she has not participated in underage drinking that much, oops?
but she doesn't show it and can chug like a champ because she's probably tasted a lot worse ]
[ grace blinks slowly, squinting like she's tryin to figure out what the fuck he sounds like ]
... Again? [ hm. she shakes her head and then decides that was a TERRIBLE idea and you know what would be great. if she just. lied down. on this bar. immediately. for comfortable ] But yeah, I... am always right. Now spill.
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[ she's intrigued. tell her the deets ]
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[Teasing. Fidget spinning.]
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[ :3? ]
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Sure, why not? What's the game?
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No. He looks around, humming for a second while he thinks it over.]
Ah. Chugging contest.
[He finds two glasses, putting them on the bartop and uncaps a bottle of something . . . probably way too strong for this. Filling each one up almost to the brim.]
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Won't you be too drunk to answer my question if you pick this one?
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[Coward.]
1/2
2/3 i lied
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That’s a forfeit.
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Hmm, nope, contest hadn't started. Didn't count!
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Better? That way I’m drunk enough to want to answer the question, but not so drunk I lose the track of it.
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Bottoms up! On three.
[Three . . . two . . . please roll a D20 for me.]
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but she doesn't show it and can chug like a champ because she's probably tasted a lot worse ]
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a fucking 19
so.
Molly does pretty great until right at the end, when he chokes on a bit and ends up coughing on it, teeth clicking against the glass.]
Fuck— [hack] Gods dammit—- Shit! Did you win?
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grace finished drinking with a rather dramatic gasp, but she is grinning so smugly as she shows off her empty glass ]
I always do. [ s m u g ] I believe you owe me something, now.
[ she's leaning her chin on her hand to look MORE smug. not because she knows the second she gets up she may die, obviously. ]
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he sort of makes a motion like he might
oh
Okay it seems to pass.]
Oh that feels terrible. That’s really bad.
[His irish accent seems much thicker now. how does he even have that. isn’t he a fantasy. Oh well.]
Honestly, glad you stopped us from doing the other one. Might have died again.
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... Again? [ hm. she shakes her head and then decides that was a TERRIBLE idea and you know what would be great. if she just. lied down. on this bar. immediately. for comfortable ] But yeah, I... am always right. Now spill.
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Just did. Pay attention, love.
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she blinks slowly ]
So... You owe Beau... because you died?
[ what the fcuk ]
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Mm. Something like that.
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[ she says it like it makes no sense because dead people stay dead in infinity train, rip ]
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