Excel arrives about the bar a few minutes later, looking around for Tank girl, though of the distinct impression that she won't have to look very hard.
"OI! WORKAHOLIC CRACKER! OVER HERE!" Tank says, waving, while smoking, and about to knock back a glass of Guinness herself, while finding no reason not to pay for everyone's drinks. She'll just get more money later.
"500? Fuck, I don't know. It's not any of your money, so don't get your ass wormed together into a square knot over it." Tank responds, pounding back her next drink. "Sit down!" She says, with a slap to Excel's back - Tank seems to carry a good deal of muscle in her arms.
Caught mid-word, Excel staggers forward at the blow, wincing and subconsciously thanking her own rather durable physique. Still smarted like a sonuvabitch. In any event, she sits down and looks at their surroundings with noticeable distaste.
"What, you expected something classier? You, the girl who doesn't spend any money?" Tank laughed like a Hyena cranked out on crystal meth, yelled at the bartender, and slid over a drink over to Excel. "We're gonna start you off on something sweeter. Jack and Coke. Drink." Tank said, already getting herself yet another tall glass of hard beer.
Frowning, Excel looks back at Tank and responds with "No, I was just thinking about how the masses throw away so much of their income into places like this. And then there's the social problems that come from...." Realizing her speech was being ignored, Excel shakes her head and takes the drink.
"It's not like I haven't drank before, either. It's just been a while since I've worked in construction."
And yet another glass for Tank. She isn't slurring at all yet, her movements are exactly the same - except she's clearly in a more excitable and amiable mood...bit strange to watch in action how long it'll take before she gets drunk.
"Jesus christ, but you've been a mopey dyke, haven't you?" Tank blurted out, knowing that Excel wasn't a lesbian, but didn't care one bit.
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'Pedro O'Hara's'
go there
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[OOC: So you think commentlog/spam/action posts, just what the fuck ever we feel like doing with it?]
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[ooc: soitenly, sounds good.]
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[ooc: very well~]
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"H..... How much have you spent so far....?"
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Caught mid-word, Excel staggers forward at the blow, wincing and subconsciously thanking her own rather durable physique. Still smarted like a sonuvabitch. In any event, she sits down and looks at their surroundings with noticeable distaste.
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"It's not like I haven't drank before, either. It's just been a while since I've worked in construction."
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Tank drank the whole glass again.
And then had it refilled.
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With that, she picked up her mug and took a long draw from it before setting it down and letting it settle in her stomach for a moment.
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"Jesus christ, but you've been a mopey dyke, haven't you?" Tank blurted out, knowing that Excel wasn't a lesbian, but didn't care one bit.
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