加藤故 (Katou Yue) (
420leafclover) wrote2010-10-24 11:06 pm
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((IC: Aftermath))
[You know what sucks? Getting mutilated sucks. A lot. Sometime later, Katou wakes up in the middle of the cornfield and gets the hell out of there, but he's not exactly moving steadily on his feet, and with the twitchy way he keeps looking around and that katana of his out, you may want to be careful about how you approach him.]
((OOC: Open to whoever wants to \o/ I just didn't want to make it a main-comm post.))
((OOC: Open to whoever wants to \o/ I just didn't want to make it a main-comm post.))
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[pours you another shot of whiskey]
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[holds the shot up to examine it appreciatively]
Sparkly.
[and then he downs it.]
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You know what's shiny? An Irish Car Bomb when you light the alcohol on fire.
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[meanwhile, he's getting the ingredients from the bartender]
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[gives him a look just in case as she dumps in the whiskey] Don't even fucking judge.
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[dumps the cream and liqueur in then mixes] ...kind of an expensive mistake to make.
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Okay, light 'em.
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