[ he gestures by tipping his drink in Ocelot's direction. said drink is slowly retracted when he considers the (very slim, in his mind) possibility of having to spend a hundred silver on another guy. he doesn't even know if he has a hundred silver on him.
but like hell is Bigby going to reveal that. there's a brief pause where he considers it, but then his shoulders shrug and he manages a nod. ]
Seems fair enough. Better than this badge bullshit at the very least.
[ annnd down the hatch. that's the rest of his beer in one fell swoop. ]
[ he's impressed with how well the other guy seems to be holding his alcohol. not that he looks like a lightweight, quite the opposite. but, few people are usually able to keep up with him in this.
the end result could be interesting. ]
What, not feeling any civic pride?
[ said with just a hint of sarcasm. after all, he's hardly what you'd call "loyal" by any stretch of the imagination. ]
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[ a chuckle. ]
Well, considering that there's no longer a Russia out there, I thought I might as well keep the spirit of the "Motherland" alive, so to speak.
[ not that he's a particularly loyal patriot. still, he matches the man's drink and then takes another healthy sip for good measure.
only a little while in, and already over halfway through the beer. not bad to start. ]
I'm open to ideas. Loser takes the winner out for a hundred silver dinner anywhere on El Nysa?
[ that raised the stakes just a little. and it gives him an opportunity to learn more about the stranger either way. ]
this is a late tag
[ he gestures by tipping his drink in Ocelot's direction. said drink is slowly retracted when he considers the (very slim, in his mind) possibility of having to spend a hundred silver on another guy. he doesn't even know if he has a hundred silver on him.
but like hell is Bigby going to reveal that. there's a brief pause where he considers it, but then his shoulders shrug and he manages a nod. ]
Seems fair enough. Better than this badge bullshit at the very least.
[ annnd down the hatch. that's the rest of his beer in one fell swoop. ]
late tags are life :')
[ he's impressed with how well the other guy seems to be holding his alcohol. not that he looks like a lightweight, quite the opposite. but, few people are usually able to keep up with him in this.
the end result could be interesting. ]
What, not feeling any civic pride?
[ said with just a hint of sarcasm. after all, he's hardly what you'd call "loyal" by any stretch of the imagination. ]