04-20-2009, 04:31 PM
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Amusedly, Lubomir watched as the coyote drank through the bottle. Unshifted. This was unusual. But hey, if he got a kick out of the whole thing, who was he to complain? Turning away from his companion, Lubomir looked at the bottle. What to do. He could start drinking and, knowing that he hadn't drunk in a while, see just how long it took until he fell over babbling. He would forget about the puppies. He would forget about the whole ordeal in Dahlia, forget about his horrible past year. He would think he was back in a tavern in Europe, drinking with a traveller and swapping stories. Lubomir looked at the bottle again, raised it and drank.
Oh, how it burned. It burned a hole in his heart and stomach and throat, a nice soothing sort of pain. Lubomir downed the bottle. The room got blurry around the edges and he could feel his knees turning to liquid. He turned to the box and picked up two more bottles. "Good stuff, this one. Whatchu doin around here anyway, uh?" He opened them and took a big gulp. Handing one over, he added, "This good stuff shunna go to no waste."
Amusedly, Lubomir watched as the coyote drank through the bottle. Unshifted. This was unusual. But hey, if he got a kick out of the whole thing, who was he to complain? Turning away from his companion, Lubomir looked at the bottle. What to do. He could start drinking and, knowing that he hadn't drunk in a while, see just how long it took until he fell over babbling. He would forget about the puppies. He would forget about the whole ordeal in Dahlia, forget about his horrible past year. He would think he was back in a tavern in Europe, drinking with a traveller and swapping stories. Lubomir looked at the bottle again, raised it and drank.
Oh, how it burned. It burned a hole in his heart and stomach and throat, a nice soothing sort of pain. Lubomir downed the bottle. The room got blurry around the edges and he could feel his knees turning to liquid. He turned to the box and picked up two more bottles. "Good stuff, this one. Whatchu doin around here anyway, uh?" He opened them and took a big gulp. Handing one over, he added, "This good stuff shunna go to no waste."