originally posted in:The New Dojo
Sakuret Ceiko was nearby, carrying what seemed to be bottles of heavy liquor. He had noticed Olivia and her friends nearby and decided to pop in and say hi. Instead of his usual outfit Sakuret wore a beige coat, white shirt and black pants with some dress shoes.
He walked over, and spoke.
"Oh, hello. Y'all watching some football? Nice."
English
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Edited by Orn: 10/4/2016 4:48:27 AMOlivia: "Oh, hey Sak. Yeah, we're watchi-COME ON!!" [i]Olivia slammed the Dr. Pepper down onto the table as the team that she was rooting for fumbled and dropped the ball.[/i] Daniel: "What happened?!" Olivia: "Nothing...so how have you been, Sak?"
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"I've been good, I actually got my arms some prosthetics. Also I met this weird ass therapist. He doesn't even have a fücking license." He said, placing the bottles of liquor on a table. "I'm actually going to get me a Dr. pepper to mix with some scotch real quick.."
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Edited by Orn: 10/4/2016 12:46:51 PMOlivia: "A therapist?" Daniel: "We must show him the power of the Healing Church by smashing his head into a bloodeh pulp!" [i]Daniel chuckled sickly, as he began looking for the location of his wheel. He was being serious.[/i] Olivia: "...That's nice. I like the arms though."
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"Yeah well, I also met some girl who I sold a Rail Pistol to as well. Before you ask, no we didn't talk at all." He said, grabbing a Dr Pepper and opening it. Then opening the bottle and can he drank some of the soda and poured the liquor into it. "But the Therapist was a smug shitlord. Other than that nothings happened."
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Daniel: "Oh, how I would love to crush him into absolute nothingness..." Olivia: "You haven't even met him. Remember...we're chillaxin' today." [i]Ren scoffed slightly at Olivia's new word, chillaxing. Mostly because it was stupid, though...she assumed it was original.[/i] Olivia: "Well, you can always hang out with us. We're not busy."
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"Did you just come from 1990?" Sakuret asked jokingly as he took a sip of his alcoholic soda. He decided to take a seat on the ground instead of getting in a seat. "I think sitting around would be preferable to risking death every day. I am kind of getting old."
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Olivia: "Agreed." Ren: "Ugh. This is awful. Why do you enjoy sports like this?" [i]Ren groaned in apparent disgust, looking at the TV as soon as the quarterback was slammed into by two men that were taller and much larger, sending him spiraling back.[/i] Olivia: "Its entertaining. Besides, I'm happy that I don't have a sword in my head anymore. Or claws in my neck. Or...Y'know."
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[spoiler]MOAR WARM AND FUZZY FEELING [/spoiler]