ғᴀɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴇᴀʀ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ sᴛᴀʀs❗️❗️
@SkincladBeast
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ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ-ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʟғ, ғʀɪᴇᴅ.
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[ A drinker after his own heart, then. Fried snickered, remnants of his voice audibly raspy as he watched the other polish off the booze in no time, cooling his skin somewhat to avoid burning his meat. ] Dinner and a show, whatta bargain.
[Hes not paying attention, too focused on the delicious rum going down his gullet, and even drilling some of it into his bosom.]
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[ He grinned, flames writing out his reply in the air as he indulged in a piece of steak. ] Fuggedaboutit.
Ah, thanks. [Taking the cap off an immediately taking a swig.]
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Ain't nobody better to sail the seas with, eh? The Hellhound reached into his cloak's many booze pockets, sliding a bottle of the good stuff over.
Rum. Captain Morgan is her best friend yknow!
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Always. What's the ronin's taste, sake? Bourbon? Baijiu? Tequila? Rum? Gin?
Cool. Does he have any booze?
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Who is he? Just the worst guy to join an underground fight ring. The guy banned from every bar of repute across the entire Great Continent. Probably the most destructive slacker ever born: Fried.
Who is he anyways? Tch.
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The usual feelings he invokes outta folks, then. Good to know he's still got that touch.
Simultaneously hot and gross. He’s intrigued.
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Sizzling slices of steak on his abs, too lazy to try and get a proper skillet for a snack.
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Name: Fried Strongarm-Graves. Title: ' Flame of Disaster. ' Species: Ascended Giant / Human. Age: 24. Height: 6'8". Weight: 780 lbs. Occupation: Underground Fighter. Alignment: Chaotic Neutral.
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Phasing back through her, a backstep putting him right in front her once more with a chop to the forehead. ' Phasin' through without askin' gets a chop, fuzzbutt. '
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Swilling down sugared-up liquor like it was water.
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Boiling water by putting a finger in it.
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Maybe, maybe not. Not many families get to stay so close, especially with how free-willed they can be. That bein' said, though, she's family enough to them, now. Expect noogies.
Watching the Strongarm siblings makes her a little bittersweet feeling. If her sister had survived, would they have been like that..? She gives a soft hum in thought.
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His chest literally exploded, her feet now trapped in his rib cage as he rapidly healed back. ' You trynna ki|| me, sis? '
Dropkicking @SkincladBeast.
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His smile softened, an arm thrown around the equally tall Strongarm. ' Still a month off, but I'd recommend hangin' around in the meantime. The folks miss ya, bro. '
He blinked, abominable abdomen harmlessly eating up that left. "...Right, yeah. Thought it got colder all've a sudden..."
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His eyes glinted with amusement, before he jabbed the other's gut lightly. ' 'S almost Schnikkelhau, ya fool. Can't have one of the cooks missin' for our tradition, can we? '
He raised a jagged brow, before backing his head off from the other's with the slightest tinge of a smile. "What, were y'all waitin' fer me ta mosey on back or somethin'?"
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' So says I. ' Smirking smugly, crossing his arms with all the smarm he could muster.
“Says you.” Lightly rolling her eyes.
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