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[rabbitwithwings]

[Wandering through the hall in a staggering fashion, the red-headed Crow is slowly making his way back to his room, dead drunk. A bottle of unlabeled liquor hangs loosely in his grasp, almost falling several times

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[cardio_swindle]

[Rescue~? Why?]

Too much to drink?

[rabbitwithwings]

[Be-because it's nice?

Just. Scowling. Don't think he won't yell at you, because he will.] WHY ELSE WOULD THEY THROW ME OUTTA THA BAR?!

[cardio_swindle]

[But Tyki's not nice. Well known fact. =< In fact, he's walking amiably along with Lavi.]

[And sticking a finger in the ear closest to the redhead.]

I'm sure it had nothing to do with your charming and demure speech.

[rabbithaswings]

[B'aw. But the Crow doesn't mind Tykis. Hasn't had a bad run in yet.

Pardon him, growling and sticking a finger in your face, bottle hanging out of it precariously.]

AIN'NOTHIN WRONG WIT'MY SPEECH! NOTHIN AT ALL!