inyri forge - not 17 - star wars - barthing

[mm_kayzie]

Inyri Forge, not seventeen...more like...thirtyahemahem, wanders into the Bar. And thank gods because her kid was about to drive her up a kriffing wall. Not to mention her boyfriend.

She soooo needed a drink.

Hence! Inyri at the Bar, bottle of Whyren's and a glass in front of her. OM NOM.

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[allthenoise]

Now, that--

That is amazing.

Jeran sidles closer (innocently) and smiles at this woman who looks so much like Inyri. (Perhaps it is her mother.)

"What's so awful that it's driving a beautiful woman like yourself to alcoholism?"

[majorinyri]

"I've got a smelly boyfriend." She says quickly, sidling away to match his closer. She knocks back a shot and glances at him.

...what the hell this kid is like ten.

"Aren't you a little young for a bar?"

[allthenoise]

Future Inyri, then.

"No," he says, not hiding his indignation. "But you might be a little old to drink that whole bottle yourself."

Apparently charm is not to be wasted on future Inyri.

[majorinyri]

She snorts. "You old 'nough to drink some? Don't wanna lose my job 'cause I gave some ten year old a drink."

She smirks at him, raising her eyebrows.