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Is that so? I suppose I couldn’t blame them, though I think I prefer your take on it. Hah, I wouldn’t doubt it. From what I’ve heard in the Zakera Wards, they say you can drink a krogan under the table. I’ll take the barkeep’s word for it. I’d be lucky to out-drink a hanar.
It’s… good to know. Enlightening, even. {the corners of his eyes crinkle smilingly} I suppose it’s only fair that I’d admit I’ve always liked your hair.
*a hum escaped before she rocked back and forth on her heels* Heh. Y’jus’ need practice! I’m sure I could help ya if y’want t’ try t’ build up your tolerance. I’d buy.
*the Commander tilted her head before feeling her ears turn a bit red* You’re jus’ sayin’ that cause y’don’t have any. It’s not nice t’ tease humans, y’know. We change colors.
*she took a sip of the bottle of schnapps in her hand and considered* Do they even have turian schnapps? I’d offer some o’ this but I don’t want t’ send you t’ Huerta.
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gerrelvasneema asked: ☠ ♣ [[ ... You can either get drunk and threaten me all at the same glorious time, or on two separate occasions! It's WIDE OPEN. ]] |
Threatening
[Message] Listen, and listen good: next time you step foot on my ship my words will be law. I tell you to jump you say how high. I know multiple different ways of puncturing a quarian suit, and I’m not afraid to do it to the pathetic man who tried to kill me on a geth ship.
Drunk
[Message] the faCT hta i’m sending ou this mesage doesn’t mean anythin. Other than me confirming i do know hwo you are. No mater how drunk i am. How does it fel kowing i can get drunk better than tyu can? I’d dirn you under the table and ‘d be happy to prove it
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urdnot-mordin asked: (*´▽`*)& (´−`) ンー |
[I love the way you play your character.
I didn’t know anything about your character prior to your roleplaying / following you
Danke, Legs! I appreciate it. <3]
Send ✉ for an 2 AM text
Send ✘ for an unsent text
Send ☠ for a threatening message
Send ❤ for a lusty
/loving/affectionate messageSend ♣ for a drunk message
Ah. You’ll excuse me, from what I’ve seen humans seem to have a lot of celebratory occasions involving alcohol. The one about a man named Patricks comes to mind.
I—hm. No you haven’t, Commander. {he chuckles}
Mmm. Those are excuses, tho. I don’t need one t’ drink. An’ my implants an’ shit make it damn hard t’ get drunk. Whenever I manage I try t’ enjoy it. Would y’like t’ join me? An’ y’mean St. Patrick’s Day, ja?
*a slight smile forms on her face* Well now I have. Problem solved.

Sounds like you did, not ‘maybe’.
Why’s it matter, Jace?