Hey, bartender, hit me again. This stuff isn't half bad.
[So says a rather...tipsy, snarky and drunk off her ass commander, who just ran through her 4th drink. Whoops, doesn't look like she hasn't gotten any better at holding her liquor.
At the seat next to her is a blue haired girl, fresh from the clusterfuck that was her entire game's plot, really unsure of what to make of this mess.]
Shepard, right? Shouldn't you hold off on that? You've been drinking an awful lot lately.
[The commander points indignantly towards her, though rather...unsteadily, to say the least of it.]
The hell're you talkin' aboout? [The slur in her voice couldn't have been any more obvious than it was there.] This is nothin' compared to ryncol. That stuff kills people.
[Cue very unamused look from the younger girl.]
...Then why did you even drink it? Better yet, how are you still alive?
Alia Shepard (Mass Effect) and Maria Traydor (Star Ocean 'Till The End of Time) | 4
Hey, bartender, hit me again. This stuff isn't half bad.
[So says a rather...tipsy, snarky and drunk off her ass commander, who just ran through her 4th drink. Whoops, doesn't look like she hasn't gotten any better at holding her liquor.
At the seat next to her is a blue haired girl, fresh from the clusterfuck that was her entire game's plot, really unsure of what to make of this mess.]
Shepard, right? Shouldn't you hold off on that? You've been drinking an awful lot lately.
[The commander points indignantly towards her, though rather...unsteadily, to say the least of it.]
The hell're you talkin' aboout? [The slur in her voice couldn't have been any more obvious than it was there.] This is nothin' compared to ryncol. That stuff kills people.
[Cue very unamused look from the younger girl.]
...Then why did you even drink it? Better yet, how are you still alive?