[Welp, it's that time, Elegante! The flies have finally gone away, so guess who's officially punishment free? That's right! Your local bouncer
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[The flies weren't enough, Jinx? At least you're not spewing propaganda. Small mercies.
Even so, Tan rubs both hands over his face before answering. The gesture is as much resignation as anything else. When he finally responds, he signs half of what he says.]
Hard ta' believe that ya' don't normally drink.
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STOP ANTAGONIZING THE MAN WHO KILLED YOU, STUPID KITTEN.
Oh, yeah, and he's completely ignoring Jinx.]
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How 'bout we put yer happy fists behind an' I bring ya' a drink?
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...You come and you'll get decked.
[And yet, notice that he is not saying no to a drink. Fair warning, Jinx!]
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...Bring something good and maybe I'll just smack you upside the head.
[This is how you know he wants to get wasted. He's curbing his other impulses.]
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[Jinx is totally prepared to be relatively nice to this man.]
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...No promises. Might still smack you.
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[And he arrives, as promised, with a half bottle of Stroh.
Knock knock~]
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Hi, Jinx, this is a very large man looking at you very suspiciously. Looking remarkably like he'd like to deck you again, in fact.
It's with some effort that Tan takes a deep breath and forces some of the tension out of his shoulders.]
Arright, I'll bite. Whaddya have.
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Jinx's back stiffens and his heart rate increases. What the hell did he get himself into this time?]
Got some Stroh here. Damn good stuff an' gets ya' drunk fast.
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But he's successfully pushed down the urge to deck Jinx--for now. He might yank on an ear later, though--they're just such easy targets!]
Never heard of it.
[Not that that's stopping him from holding out a hand for the bottle, though.]
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He pulls the bottle back.]
Neither had I till I got here.
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That ear tweak is looking more and more likely.]
...Look. You said you were gonna bring me something good. You gonna give it to me or not?
[Patience. He does not have it for Jinx.
He's also not going to invite Jinx in, though Tan's tired enough the man can probably shove on by, if that's what he's aiming for.]
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I did, never aid I was gonna give th' entire thing ta' ya'.
[Jinx would normally just invite himself in, but now doesn't seen like the time.
Even if he think Tan's been punished enough to know not to hurt him again. Jinx slaps the bottle before he responds.]
So can I come in?
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[The flies weren't enough, Jinx? At least you're not spewing propaganda. Small mercies.
Even so, Tan rubs both hands over his face before answering. The gesture is as much resignation as anything else. When he finally responds, he signs half of what he says.]
If I get alcohol out of it, you might as well.
[And he steps back from the door to make way.]
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