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[oversea]

I didn't drink that much...

[ which is true!






he is a lightweight :) ]

[glub]

[ he takes a sip of the drink, and he looks back down at it before looking back at thorns.

funny enough, rafayel also can't drink that much. maybe it's a ocean thing ]

You know, you can be arrested for lying. [ pretending to "cuff" his wrist with his hand. ]

[oversea]

[ water makes you not able to hold your alcohol... learning things.

he looks down at his hands.

... ]

There's no jail here...?

[glub]

... Do you know that for sure? Sounds like you're already guilty. Give it up.

[ why this roleplay...

but, he is taking another sip of the drink. ]

[oversea]

I didn't know you were a cop.

[ since he's arresting him... in this larp. ]

[glub]

[ now rafayel doesn't know if this is part of the bit...

or if it's a real question. brb, recalibrating... ]

Yeah, I am. A really, really good cop. So I'm going to have to take you in for ... unlawful loitering and overconsumption of alcohol. [ trying to sound very official here. ]

[oversea]

[ the way i was like "is he actually a cop i thought he was a painter" for a second there ]

You'll have to take yourself in too, then...

1/2

[glub]

[ that's a good point... ]

[glub]

No, you gave me this. I should add "attempt to tempt an officer" on your list of crimes.

[oversea]

[ damn... he did give him it. ]

But it was working.

[glub]

You're pretty cheeky, talking back in this situation. Think that might be grounds for locking you up for the night.

[ but, yeah.... it was working. so he's going to take another awkward sip of the drink, so he can put the glass down somewhere. ]

But, uh... seriously, what were you doing?

[oversea]

I just wanted a drink and didn't have anyone to drink with.

[ how did that end with him here? because i let SOMEONE decide the location of the thread. ]

[glub]

[ STOP!!! i can't be blamed for this??? HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW!! ]

Oh. [ he does feel a little bad now. he pauses to think, before: ]

Well, think I was supposed to cut you off, but ... maybe one drink won't hurt.

[ using the hand he "cuffed" to try and drag thorns to a bar now.

see, we can fix it. ]

[oversea]

[ goodbye sexy hotel... forever... ]

[glub]

[ fast forward they're at a bar now???

don't think you can escape his radar. ] Sooooo what made you want to drown in alcohol tonight?

[oversea]

I wouldn't drown...

[ it's only an expression, thorns. ]

[glub]

Considering I basically threw you a life boat, I think it's safe to use the word drowning.

[ rafayel never learns... more expressions for thorns. ]

[oversea]

[ he mutters that he wasn't drowning... ]

It has been a busy week.

[glub]

[ it's okay, raf will just take solace in the fact he thinks he's right. ]

Yeah, it has. But, you don't seem the type who'd be bothered by just being busy?

[oversea]

[ not particularly, no.



he will get another drink. ]

[glub]

[ grabs thorns' hand.

making a pinching movement with his fingers. ] Are you sure you're going to remember to pace yourself?

[oversea]

I will.

[ he is an expert at pacing. ]

[glub]

Good boy. [ tips his chin up at him slightly, as if to emphasize his words. ]

[oversea]

[



he reaches over to cover raf's mouth with his hand. ]

[glub]

[ HELP?

looking at thorns' hand, and now he's reaching to brush his hand off. ]

What was that for?