RAZA
Does Raza have the good whiskey?
If it weren’t Ray askin’, she’d probably be insulted. As it is, the bar owner scoffs and makes a face. You know better than that. “This ain’t the Drowned Mermaid, ‘course I got the good stuff.” Only for those who pay, but Ray has paid in both blood and sweat. The Torcher turns to unlock the doors of the Hanged Man and yells up to the idiots still on the roof. “Y’got five minutes t’get down from there afore I send Hoa up to squeeze ya t’death.”
Gesturin’ for Ray to follow her inside, Raza saunters into her blissfully gourd-free, cool bar, and heads straight for the booze an’ two glasses.
{Fin}
If it weren’t Ray askin’, she’d probably be insulted. As it is, the bar owner scoffs and makes a face. You know better than that. “This ain’t the Drowned Mermaid, ‘course I got the good stuff.” Only for those who pay, but Ray has paid in both blood and sweat. The Torcher turns to unlock the doors of the Hanged Man and yells up to the idiots still on the roof. “Y’got five minutes t’get down from there afore I send Hoa up to squeeze ya t’death.”
Gesturin’ for Ray to follow her inside, Raza saunters into her blissfully gourd-free, cool bar, and heads straight for the booze an’ two glasses.
{Fin}
she's got a real quick trigger and some new demands
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
