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The Inn wasn't called that, but that's what he had perpetually referred to it as given the grumpy ass barkeep that worked there. She always cut him off before he could get this drunk. Which was why she shot daggers at him when he stumbled in with Mercy, each miraculously making it to his room despite bumping into several things and people on the way.
"OKaaaay! Hold yo horsess.. by teh reingz."
He was snickering again as he dug into his pocket for a key, soon opening it to the small rented room. He briefly wondered if the bed would hold.
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Low-key imagining Skyrim smol inn rooms haha. (Post 15)
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Although he wasn't normally so amicable, he would mimic the girls' excitement and also wave excitedly at everyone, "I'mma geeet laaaaid yo!" He yelled at them, before chuckling, his features suggesting his own self-amusement stirred from the shameless announcement.
"The Inn of the Doomz. I tink its is somewhur. Shit little place honest-tree."
Pure coherent speech apparently becoming a thing of the past as the CV continued to affect him.
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Salvatore might of bothered answering the masked man's inquiries, but when it came to his playback he would only stoically nod. He had heard of Sov's defensive capabilities before, so it was not surprising to hear he had withstood the zombie mother's attacks with ease. But he did wonder what it would've been like to be there himself; yet, he was frankly glad he hadn't been, either. He'd rather watch from afar than be involved. Too much of a hassle. And why bother when stronger mages had it covered?
Had the Guild Master always been this.. perky? Honestly, he had been recruited when closeness to other guild mates wasn't really a priority, so he'd never gotten to know them outside of using them for whatever purpose he had wanted. Gathering money had been the only reason he had bothered signing up with the guild in the first place. Though, admittedly, he had never participated in the morally obscene type of tasks that had previously been available. And certainly went out of his way to avoid the morally corrupt. He might be an asshole but he wasn't a evil.
"Yup." Was all he would decide to give, issuing his stance on the subject as a clear and definitive agreement.
When they arrived, he'd float ahead, hands shoved into his pockets as he witnessed the many Sovereign's terrify a slumbering cat. When it ran off, he'd turn to look the place over. "So a spirit is supposed to be here?"
As if on cue, the entire shack began to let off an eerie gray smoke, but it was evidently not from a source of fire, but rather a film that enveloped the whole thing.
Guess that answers that.
"Ey spirit of shit, I do not worship you. You are akin to feces. Leave this village before I piss on your temple."
His words came out so monotone, a forced dialogue, but an intentional one: drag the spirit out via insulting it seemed like a reasonable first step to vanquishing it. Or, ya know, maybe it would just leave if it were on the more emotionally sensitive spectrum. Whichever honestly worked for him.
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SENDING JEWELS: Mint Everett-BaileyRECEIVING JEWELS: Ivory VolkovJEWEL AMOUNT: 1000
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The young demons' excitement was satisfying, even if the bag of jewels wasn't in his hands. Sure, tomorrow he'd be salty about it, but for now the good spirit of inebriation was upon him. He'd stumble to his feet with her as she began to eagerly take off, his feet hardly capable of following one another without tripping.
"Soooo winner.. back to my roooom or yos?"
He smirked, his hand encompassed, with a haughty brow raise upon his handsome features.
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We looping? :3 (Post 13)
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Moving a snails pace meant conversation: one of the things Salvatore hated most. He'd sigh as he watched several clones blink in and out of existence as they rummaged throughout the surrounding town, evidently investigating for things to steal or destroy - who knew, really. Sov was an enigma as far as he was concerned.
Upon the man's thanks Salvatore gave a simple nod, before being forced to participate in the rest of the chat. Had it been anyone else but the Guild Master, he'd of shamelessly elected to not answer.
"I don't know about exciting but there's been plenty of annoying things happening. Zombies for instance." He'd turn his emerald gaze down toward Sov, his scowl only mediating in the form of a quirking brow, "You were involved in the undead "mothers" fight, weren't ya?"
"But uh.. y-yes. I agree with the changes."
He looked away with that, not honestly wanting to admit it. The guild before had been so haphazard and insane. And even if the members still remaining were generally able to fall under those two categories, at least they were under more control than before. Sal had joined because he was born in Basalt and wanted an easy path of survival; quick coin and a Guild tattoo was the way. But he was ultimately a good guy, so, the guild's previous state was.. not something he clicked with. Even now he had difficulty in connecting with the scum that remained, but, he had low-key been grateful of Sovereign's attempt to remodel the guild's overall mentality.
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"And we have a victor! Who annouces her victory with a.. roaring fart! Bravo girl, bravo!"
Sal felt his stomach ripple with the impact of the female's gaseous outburst. Had he been a less mature young man, he might of been revolted. Or maybe he was, he couldn't tell since he was already nauseated, but he was without a doubt amused. Laughter rolled from him and she'd likely bounce around on his stomach as he did, for his body was soon wracked with said mirth.
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"PFfftttttbtbt."
Determined to win, he took his next shot fearlessly, despite the nausea that had entered his gut. Unfortunately: that was it, game over. As soon as it rolled into his gut his world gave way and he'd hold back from responding with his gag reflex's reaction. Instead he stumbled backward, taking the girl with him, and they'd both fall - except he fell straight on his back. The universe was swirling around him so fast he was sure another Calamity was happening.
But at least there was a pretty sexy demon there to carry him into the after life.
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It was down to just them after they both took another shot, as the other two suddenly fell to the ground, incapable of dealing with the intense twirl of the world. At this point he just mentally said "fuck it" and his teasing grew more brazen, as his hand casually slipped farther down, fingers slipping beneath the cloth of her top.
"Hehe~ revengee iz mine and so will victaaary be main too!"
His stomach did feel unwell, however. But fuck, he had to take at least one more drink to solidify his victory, eh? Besides, there was something pleasant meeting his hand - a "good luck" charm - so how could he lose now?
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"Nooope!" With another taste of CV murdering his tongue, he'd glance away from her finally to check out the competition. But the thirty people around had been docked all the way down to four - and they were barely standing. Ha! Fairy constitution will win this! Wait.. her ears and tail.. she was special too! Motherfucker!
His brief realization was interrupted by his ass being squeezed, an action that would've brought a blush to his cheeks if it weren't for the pure alcohol coursing through his veins. Instead he'd simply smirk and pull her closer, his draping hand teasing down her collarbone, threatening to return the gesture to her chest.
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His eyes remained on the girl throughout her failure while he took another shot. If he had any coherence left in him he might of noticed the constantly dwindling numbers around them. But now all he could focus on were the implications of "both." He rose his eyebrows at her, his expression for once in a friendly way.
"Okay, deal-oo! I'll give you allll the rides afzer I win dis thhang!"
He'd throw an arm around her much shorter shoulders, as he picked up another shot glass and prepared to clink it against her own.
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Upon her reaction, where a evident disapproval temporarily marked her face, he'd snort with a victorious smirk. Then he'd down another shot, this time his slamming of it ending with vehemence! While more began to vomit or drop out for whatever weak ass reason.
"What do yo mean? Yo ass mezzed with me furst." Another burp. Followed with a squint of his eyes, "You want to ride me? Yeehaa? Or woohoo?"
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Sal grunted, his face finally breaking away from it's unmoving scowl and into a pursing of lips just before he downed another drink. The world was beginning to move now - and he wasn't the only one who was feeling it, as a few other contestants had began to forfeit due to "extreme dizziness." That was the thing with CV - it hit you hard and heavy, very suddenly. Especially after four pure shots of it.
The girl next to him had began to stroke his wings after a boisterous and rebellious laughter. He'd rise his free arm and casually flick her on her forehead, his wings stretching out behind him from all the stimulation.
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Then came the next shot. It burned less than the ones before, but he was certainly very quickly beginning to feel the effects.
Someone had began to vomit, their ability to maintain their dignity erased when their afternoon meal splayed out everywhere. It would've made him smile, because he knew stomachs would weaken in response, had his wing not suddenly be grabbed. With frustration he'd pull it out of the hand that'd touched it and shot an angry glance at the girl with wolf ears.
"Back off, hoeeee." Slurred.
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LOL slurred. (Post 5)
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Onto the second round. In unison the tiny glasses rose and fell, all thudding back onto the table as everyone downed their shot with vehemence. Except for Sal, he downed it without any emotion - even his "slamming" of his glass back on the table was without their fever. He would burp, though, his wings momentarily shifting behind him. A subtle looseness beginning to tease into him.
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