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aefenglom2021-03-07 07:35 pm
prettyrocks) wrote in aefenglom2021-03-07 07:35 pm
voice; Look Who Left The Bar
Name: Tsutha (un: tdfsh)
Date: March 7th
Format: voice
Content Warning: intoxication
[ It takes an impressive amount of alcohol to intoxicate a half-orc. They are naturally resilient, with stronger than average constitutions just on principle.
And yet, Tsutha is hammered. After only just one drink!
She would be impressed, if she wasn't more concerned by the other odd side effect of her sudden drunkenness. ]
.nrevat goD ylS eht ta ela eht htiw gnorw s'gnihtemoS
[ Wait, what? ]
!egnarts gnidnuos tuo semoc gnihtyrevE .thgir klat t'nac I
[ There's an audible groan and a soft thwap! sound, as of someone smacking themselves in the face, trying to sober themselves up. ]
...nwod eil ot deen I ebyaM .ynnuf leef I ?lleps a siht sI
Date: March 7th
Format: voice
Content Warning: intoxication
[ It takes an impressive amount of alcohol to intoxicate a half-orc. They are naturally resilient, with stronger than average constitutions just on principle.
And yet, Tsutha is hammered. After only just one drink!
She would be impressed, if she wasn't more concerned by the other odd side effect of her sudden drunkenness. ]
.nrevat goD ylS eht ta ela eht htiw gnorw s'gnihtemoS
[ Wait, what? ]
!egnarts gnidnuos tuo semoc gnihtyrevE .thgir klat t'nac I
[ There's an audible groan and a soft thwap! sound, as of someone smacking themselves in the face, trying to sober themselves up. ]
...nwod eil ot deen I ebyaM .ynnuf leef I ?lleps a siht sI
no subject
[ By the time someone thinks to come check on her, Tsutha has given up on recording some kind of cry for help on her watch, and slumped over with her head on the table. When approached, she turns her head to the side, frowning, and mumbles. ]
.emoh og annaw I .doog leef t'nod I
no subject
[ Oh, no. She doesn't look... great. And he's not actually in the habit of taking care of random drunk strangers. But there was something about the way she was talking into the watch that sounded a bit desperate, and it makes him feel guilty for considering how quickly he should abandon her.
Damn his stupid conscience. Waver sighs, pulling up a chair at the bar beside her and gesturing for the bartender. ]
Let's get you some water.
Say it again. Slowly, this time. You're speaking gibberish.