Tapping the mug, Loren gave Sunjata a bemused look. [say]"Ah, so you do think I was a spy?"[/say] The mocking was back in full force, but this time there was any real cruelty behind it. The healer was too drunk for that, and from the way he took another long swig, getting much drunker soon.
As the bartender lit up another cigarette, the Launceleyn reached out with the barest tendril of power. Telekinetically plucking it from the other man's lips, Loren doused it with a bit of water for good measure. [say]"I can't imagine you're supposed to be doing that with your lungs all fucked up. Or at all. Take it outside."[/say] It wasn't a suggestion.
As the bartender lit up another cigarette, the Launceleyn reached out with the barest tendril of power. Telekinetically plucking it from the other man's lips, Loren doused it with a bit of water for good measure. [say]"I can't imagine you're supposed to be doing that with your lungs all fucked up. Or at all. Take it outside."[/say] It wasn't a suggestion.
