((SIGH i don’t really wanna do this again considering i just did but it looks like i’m gonna have to
announcing a semi-hiatus until… friday probably
i’ve got 2 1/2 weeks of school left and that means i have like 3 big final important tests coming up and a bunch of shit due and i’m not feeling very well so i don’t think i’m gonna be around much until i at least know what it is i need to get done by the end of the semester))
You smirk at him, flicking your spent cigarette to the ground and grinding it out with the heel of your boot.
"Sure, Scout. Yours or mine?" You know you have like, eighty fucking bottles of cheap alcohol at various locations. You have to keep Inny pleasantly inebriated, after all, so there’s always alcohol on hand.
You assume Scout just drinks like a fish out of water.
"How about yours?" You grin. "I mean, I’d take y’ to mine, but it ain’t exactly what I’d call presentable. 'specially not after where we just were, yeah? I've been outclassed enough for one night.”
Although, you suppose Scofflaw probably doesn’t care much if you’re just going to get drunk, but you’re honestly curious as to where he’d take you. Another hangout, or where he actually lives? … Probably just another hangout, you doubt he trusts you enough.
Nope. Seen you postin’ about it, though.
Have you watched Space Dandy yet?
You shrug as you exit, having made brief goodbyes to the staff at the entrance to the Oasis. You pause a moment to light a cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke in an appreciative sigh.
"Dunno, I was thinkin’ some dive or something. Shitty alcohol, poor gamblers, possibility of a brawl later. Y’in?"
A cigarette is a good idea; you light one for yourself, watching the smoke dissipate into the night air.
"Hmm." You suck on your cigarette. "Don’t think I’d be much up for a brawl t’night, actually. Don’t particularly wanna puke up th’ best dinner I’ve had in years if I happen t’ get a fist in the stomach, y’ know?"
You shrug. “Cheap booze sounds good, though. What about somethin’ more… private?”
Scout. Snooping Scout. Pleased t’ meet ya, Deuce. Y’ remind me of somebody.
Hm. Well. I gots lots’a alternates! Maybe you’ve met one’a them?
Met a couple of ‘em, actually. Got one in my universe, even, though we call him Demo.
Demo, like… demolition. Bombs an’ stuff.
Yeah, he’s th’ explosives expert on our team. Pretty damn useful guy t’ have around, I gotta admit.
((aw, come on anon, i just said that i didn’t want to do the genderswap one. i assume you probably just missed it, though, so that’s okay
for future reference: i’m really not comfortable doing genderswap magic anons or otherwise, mostly because of some bad past rp experiences, so i’d really prefer to avoid them
i’d still really like to do a m!a, so send me another one, anon?))