"I cn por you some stff." Bahorel assures Lesgle. He sets his empty glass down beside himself, and clambers back to his feet. He almost loses his balance twice in the process, but manages not to fall back over. Meandering over to the kitchen, he grabs a cup and a bottle of bourbon, and proceeds to pour about half of it onto the floor before getting a decent amount in the cup. He frowns at the bottle, takes a swig from it, and walks over to Bossuet to present him with the cup.
"It's not fair Enjls gets to hve allll the fun wthot us. He's offf fightng with liooons, n' sharks, n' koalas n' stuff, and weee're stuck here worryng." He shakes his head. "'S all th plannes fault. We shuld teach 'em. Tie 'm in big knots, 'n see if they cn crash then!" He nods. "If I hd a plaane now, 'd make it pay."
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Date: 2013-01-18 02:23 am (UTC)Meandering over to the kitchen, he grabs a cup and a bottle of bourbon, and proceeds to pour about half of it onto the floor before getting a decent amount in the cup. He frowns at the bottle, takes a swig from it, and walks over to Bossuet to present him with the cup.
"It's not fair Enjls gets to hve allll the fun wthot us. He's offf fightng with liooons, n' sharks, n' koalas n' stuff, and weee're stuck here worryng." He shakes his head. "'S all th plannes fault. We shuld teach 'em. Tie 'm in big knots, 'n see if they cn crash then!" He nods. "If I hd a plaane now, 'd make it pay."
He takes another sip from the bourbon.