- NATE -
Creature of elusiveness
Nightlife exclusive fix
Nightlife exclusive fix
Oh, Nate is happy to go, the axe (more of a hatchet really) passed off to a less corporeal hand as he steps to meet Locke head-on, arms closing around him in a strong bear hug. "It's been a while, huh?" No one was counting the disastrous adventure in the swamp, and honestly? Fuck that place anyway. Leaning back, Nate lets his hands rest on the other man's shoulders, grinning over at him. "I guess I should be congratulating you?"
Without any further ado, he steps back, reaching down to pull the first bottle of liquor he touches out of the bag and shaking it. "I forgot cups, but if you tip your head back I'll pour you a shot." The suggestion is offered alongside a wide grin, Nate's head cocked. If Locke accepts, he'll pour a more than generous shot directly into his mouth and laugh.
Without any further ado, he steps back, reaching down to pull the first bottle of liquor he touches out of the bag and shaking it. "I forgot cups, but if you tip your head back I'll pour you a shot." The suggestion is offered alongside a wide grin, Nate's head cocked. If Locke accepts, he'll pour a more than generous shot directly into his mouth and laugh.
Tourniquets of velvet ropes
My four-finger crucifix
My four-finger crucifix
