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starhuevalley2018-06-24 07:15 pm
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Who: Everyone ever!
What: It's drinking time at the locale tavern! Lets make the bar tender love the new arrivals!
When: Evening time.
Other information: One rule to this, everyone must get completely smashed one way or another! Dohko went and just grabbed as many people possible to join in a drinking binge and even if your poor character is there to have one or two drinks. Run away before they get roped into drinking games.
What: It's drinking time at the locale tavern! Lets make the bar tender love the new arrivals!
When: Evening time.
Other information: One rule to this, everyone must get completely smashed one way or another! Dohko went and just grabbed as many people possible to join in a drinking binge and even if your poor character is there to have one or two drinks. Run away before they get roped into drinking games.
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[ She sips again, curtly. And without so much as casting a glance towards Angie. Moira's still not all that enthused, she thought she'd be alone at the very least. She scoffs at the notion of 'borrowed technology'. How ironic. ]
You've navigated the world theater before, Angie. [ There's a new one. ] Don't be daft. No one would believe us.
And yes. They are.
[ Thanks for asking. >:( ]
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Wouldn't you do the same with just the right piece of technology?
[ She pulls out the antihistamines and hands them to her. Hippocratic oath. ]
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Oh Angie. I did.
[ If a tone could be laced with Bitrex, this would be it. ]
You don't honestly think I do what I do just for fun, do you?
[ Her...genetic editing programs offered a cure to so many diseases and ailments written into people's DNA, but hey, it was unethical. What a gas, huh? Moira finishes her drink, and taps the counter for another. ]
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[ Mercy orders another drink... at least the bartender is going home rich tonight. ]
I mean that as your colleague, not your enemy. I respected you.
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You find someone who pays better, finances my work, and believes in the betterment of mankind, and I’ll leave. Until then, I don’t want your pity. Or your respect, for that matter, if any of it truly mattered, I’d still be in good graces with Overwatch now wouldn’t I?
[ There’s a big case of the bitters there and its not in her drink. ]