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[drawnbythesword]

[Everyone needed to unwind sometimes, and Asbel was no different. Leaving a note behind at the house saying that he and ledbythewind were "going out tonight", the duo set off to the bar. Because what better way to unwind than by knocking back a drink? Or ten? It was the perfect way to relax, after everything's that's been happening in Luceti recently.

So, that evening, the duo took position in Good Spirits, everyone's favorite bar. Their modus operandi? To drink, of course, and that is why they're seated at one of the tables in the front of the bar, with two glasses, one each in front of them. ...And also a bottle of Snake Wine for consumption. Doesn't it just look charming?

...It was Richard's idea, okay? It's what happens when you've had a few drinks already.]

((ooc: Okay so this post has a unique element. It'll progress in chronological order, meaning the second thread happens after the first, the third after the second, etc. BUT IN ADDITION, in each thread that gets started, Asbel and Richard will slowly and progressively become more intoxicated as they consume more of this alcohol. Or maybe not so slowly, since they've already knocked back a few. Come in late enough, and we may very have a drunk duo on our hands!))

Comments

[ledbythewind]

Perhaps you're supposed to drink it the way one takes a shot in order to tolerate the taste...

[drawnbythesword]

Ah... You think so?

[ledbythewind]

There's only one way to find out.

[... which means that Richard will be tossing his head back and... okay, that glass is bigger than just a single shot, so just ignore the rather undignified chugging.]

[drawnbythesword]

[Asbel watches Richard for a moment, but then he gives in and follows suit, also chugging the drink.]

[ledbythewind]

[Plz hold while Richard's brain reboots itself because HOLY CRAP THAT STUFF IS STRONG.]

[drawnbythesword]

[You do that, Richard. Meanwhile, Asbel is going to be coughing and choking because WHOA that was strong.]

[ledbythewind]

[Strong indeed. He's feeling... decidedly warm right about now, and a little light-headed to boot.

... it's kind of nice. He could get used to this. And hopefully Asbel will too because suddenly Asbel's lap is looking like a very comfortable place to sit.]

[drawnbythesword]

[With his coughing fit now over, Asbel slumps back in his chair, heaving a sigh.]

That... wasn't too bad that time.

[ledbythewind]

No, not bad at all...

[Hi, Asbel. Have a Richard draping himself in your lap because you're far more comfortable than that chair.]

[drawnbythesword]

Richard, what are you doing? [That hurts.]

[ledbythewind]

What does it look like I'm doing?

[And... settling his arms around Asbel's neck now.]

[drawnbythesword]

Ah, well... You're sitting on me.

[ledbythewind]

[And making himself quite comfortable, grinning happily.]