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*Denny nods and starts arm wrestling*
*Doing very badly*

*Leo is taken by suprise and almost loses*

Leo: Well wasn't expecting that.

*Starts easily winning the arm wrestle*

*Leo smirks as Denny's hand gets closer and closer to the table*

Leo: Where is this "TANK" I was told so much about?

*I begin tossing a baseball up into the air and catching it as I stare at the ceiling*

*Looks in surprise at the almost loss and tries even harder*
*Stabilizes hand, which is still very close to the table*
D: Fuf.

*Boran shakes his head at the dead lictor and looks up at Andrea*

Have a good night, Miss.

*goes over and locks the windows before closing the curtains over it*

An alarm will have to be raised, and the gue'la need to be alerted. No lictor comes without backup.




*Kara bristles slightly before she blushes and smiles*

K: Don't hold back, this servant has been very bad.

Leo: Sorry. But you.

*Forces Denny's hand to the table*

Leo: Lose.

*Blake looks at the splintered wood*

Blake: Boss why don't we just get metal benches and tables?

Bartender: Quiet*

[Perron tries to put Jake at ease] [Lowers voice] ... I can sense pain, and sometimes, other substances. Drink, drugs, poisons... Usually I can ignore it, but shaking hands sort of brought it to my attention. I apologise.
I'll be blunt; I don't know your past, Jake of New York, but I do know you need to look after yourself better if you wish to have much of a future. [Smiles kindly]
People here will worry. But it's your business to tell them, not mine.

*Perron would be sending some HUGE sadness and a lot of alcohol coming from commissar while he downed several more beers*

*I continue to toss the ball and stare at the ceiling fan*
What has my life become?

*commissar looked over at nova*

Thinkin' outloud isn't going to get you any attention...

*I glance at Hunter*
And being a drunken wretch won't get you your girlfriend back.

How the feth do you know about that!?

[Benny has fallen asleep on Sam's sofa under a spare blanket] [Sam is tidying the table from the evening, and then knocks out the lamps and goes to bed]

[Kimmy sits on the sofa looking a bit lost]

[Yarrick falls asleep in bed reading a PDF curriculum leaflet]

[Perron slides off stool and stands] ... [Heads over to the Commissar] Would it help if I say you can take me out back and hit me in the face a few times? [Looks sincere] I wouldn't tell anyone.

*Sends Yarrick a text*
"Going to the Baneblade now. Was helping Kimmy w/t hw. XOXO"
*Starts doing just that*

~

*Denny stares at her arm for a few seconds, then at Leo, then back at arm*
*Drinks the rest of the bottle of vodka*
D: Never get me drunk again...

~

*Maiev grins and slaps Kara's backside*
M: You better be ready for it.

*I grin slyly*
Wouldn't you like to know? I must admit, a non-functioning liver makes for a GREAT conversation starter.

Do you want to die today..? I can make that happen.

*Leo smiles at Denny*

Leo: I didn't get you drunk. I just beat you in an arm wrestle.

Jake: It's.. it's okay. You have some extraordinary abilities..

*He looks at his hand, then back at Perron.*

Jake: I already told Amelia about it... she will make it better with Cal's help. Nice to meet you Perron.

*He orders a beer, and lights a cigarette. He rubs at his neck subconsciously.*

*I just laugh*
I could kill you before you got off that chair. Save yourself the effort, you'll just die tired.

*commissar stood*

I'm not drunk yet y'know.

D: Fair go missy...
*Slips off chair again and lies there with a glass that is still upright*
D: This is my new home.

[Perron looks at Hunter] No, but I can tell you do. Just thought I could help take the edge off. Even if it's brief.

...I'm here to help people, even people who hate me. [Steps back a pace]

Give it a few minutes.

*Verdai steps into the bar*
A moment before I retire to orbit, I suppose. Hello, Perron, Denny, Nick.

*Jake snaps out of his thoughts with Denny's fall.*

Jake: Denny! You alright?

*Does his best to help her up.*

Jake: You alright Denny?

*commissar put a hand on Perrons shoulder and moved him out of the way, heading straight towards Nova*

I remember our last fight. It ended with you eating grass.

[Perron exhales slightly and then sees Drunky Denny on the floor] [Facepalms] I looked away for five seconds!
[Assists Jake with the dead weight]

*I give Hunter a lazy smile*
I also remember you eating my boot. Although I think that's not ALL you wanted to eat...

*Denny waves off Jake Perron, and tries drinking the vodka while lying down*
*Goes about as well as what one would expect*

*Quetz had nodded at Jake and sent Cal a text*


*Milo the Torc Jelan nearly runs into Kara and Maiev coming out of a doorway*
Milo: Oh! There you are! M'lady Mianadriah requests Maiev's presence


*Cal walks into the bar looking slightly nervous*