Post by Relsialle on May 7, 2016 2:19:26 GMT
Relsialle lifted at brow at Angelo’s sudden turn, finally offering a silent smile, “Everyone is a music critic…” The girl mused, shaking her head as Angelo finally retreated back to the pair, his silence betraying his attitude. While Angelo seemed to sober up from his musical interlude, Kyo had suddenly taken a turn for the worse…his words slurring more and more. Well, at least Angelo promised he would take care of the dark-haired swordsman…even if it was a joke she would hold the younger man accountable…either way she could escape responsibility for their well-being and hangovers when it came to it. The young woman laughed at Kyo’s response, really not knowing what to do about the interesting and violent relationship between her friends…her concern lacking but all the while knowing that it may come back to haunt them both quite soon. The Irishwoman blinked at Kyo’s sudden comment, “Everyone is glad to meet me…Hell, someone has to make this place fun. If it weren’t for me everyone would be just mindlessly fucking grinding all the time…” The girl answered with a grin, her thick accent exploding into a loud laugh that gave the quiet tavern life. “Ahh, don’t go getting sappy on me…but yeah, thanks…” The girl sad, offering the drunken Kyo a quick nod, her blue eyes a bit brighter from the comment. The girl seemed lost in her musings a moment before bursting out in laughter once more at his question to Angelo, the young male for some reason adopting a shifting and poorly crafted Italian accent. These times more than any reminded her of the bars and shows back on the outside of the game, times she missed…it wasn’t the drinks…it was the company, each one having their own story and each able to make her laugh in their own way. |
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