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[ladybro]

Who: Kate Bishop + YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Iskaulit
When: Yesterday evening.

Want to play a game? [ kate's surroundings are, quite evidently, a lush little corner of málum. the neon-y blue tinge of the bar's decor casts its colour over her features. there's a tall, impressively concocted cocktail at her elbow. ] I mean, I know I do. So here's how it goes: you tell me anywhere you'd rather be but here, with the caveat that it can't just be a home. I think it's safe to say that home is a very understandable answer, but it's also a little too achingly realistic for my purposes. So pick somewhere else. Pick Ibiza. Pick Iceland, if you want.

Well, unless Iceland is your home. Then please refer to rule numero uno. It also happens to be the game's only rule. [ short and sweet, that's our katerade.

and maybe about an hour (and maybe another drink) later: ] ...Does anyone wanna come dance with me?

[ swipe right, dear flooters. swipe right. ]

Comments

[ladybro]

Ugh. Whiskey. [ ... ] Hopefully, it was at least the good stuff.

[tallasaking]

It tasted fairly good. Should I try Patron and compare them?

[ladybro]

Tequila. [ she clarifies. ] Patron's just a brand.

[tallasaking]

Tequila ... is that what you are currently drinking?

[ladybro]

Sure. Yeah. [ she raises her glass. ] Mixed with other stuff, though. It's a cocktail.

[tallasaking]

[He eyed her glass.] So what does it taste like?

[ladybro]

[she sips her paloma -- all pinks and lime slices. ]

Citrusy. Sweet. Grapefruit and lime. A nice early afternoon sorta drink.

[tallasaking]

Interesting ...

[He tilted his head a little.] Well I am always willing to try something new. How do you make one of those?

[ladybro]

Beats me. I'm not a mixologist. [ actually it's not that hard. probably. ] I'm guessing you just take the tequila, mix it with grapefruit juice, and...maybe a squeeze of lime? Club soda? Something like that.

[tallasaking]

[Out comes the notebook, and then he starts writing it all down.]

[ladybro]

...Taking notes?

[ her laughter is light -- more warm than mocking. ]

[tallasaking]

Ye-es, if I am going to have it made for myself later on, I would rather not go, 'just make me something that tastes of citrus'. That could be dangerous.

[He smirked at her faintly, mis-matched eyes amused.]

[ladybro]

Here. Lemme make it easier for you: you just gotta order a paloma. These kinda drinks usually have names.

[tallasaking]

[He wrote that down, and hoped like the Seven Devils that he would be able to remember it later.] Pa-lo-ma. Yes, thank you.

[ladybro]

You're welcome, I guess. It's just a drink.

[tallasaking]

Knowledge is always a gift - even if it is only a drink.

[ladybro]

Always, huh? That's optimistic.

[tallasaking]

On the contrary - you never know when you are going to have to use knowledge as a weapon. It's pragmatic.

[ladybro]

I'll stick to arrows.

[tallasaking]

Well, they are physically more pointed, I grant you that. [Yeah, now he's grinning again.]

[ladybro]

And pretty persuasive, if you know your way around one.

[tallasaking]

Well, with your instruction I am a lot more familiar with the pointed ends - ah! I have forgotten to tell you, I have some prototypes ready for you to test.

[ladybro]

Prototypes, huh? What did you end up going with?

[tallasaking]

Metal based. I have made a long bow and a shortbow, with arrows to match.

[ladybro]

Metal's not really my thing but I can still try them out for you. I can't promised my verdict won't be hella-biased.