burnt fingers

[leschath.livejournal.com]

[ Milo appears along with a large marble pillar that he's leaning on. He's not in his cloth this time, nor is he in a shirt, obviously not expecting company. He has a large bottle of wine in one hand and is drinking straight from the bottle. ]

...this is one of those moth to the flames thing, isn't it?

[ He takes a long swig. ]

Do I want to know why?

... doesn't matter, just getting a drink. I hope the rest of the crate made it here.

Pretty sick of drinking with Aioria. No violent drunks, please.

Comments

[leschath.livejournal.com]

If I'm going might as well go to the deepest pits I figure.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Can't say I haven't heard that one before.

[leschath.livejournal.com]

There's no point in lounging in the middle, it's gonna suck either way.

[tosses empty bottle aside and watches it roll before reaching for the crate to start a new bottle]

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

You never know; believers will be redeemed in the end!

[really doesn't have his heart into the words though]

[leschath.livejournal.com]

You're not really convincing.

[offers bottle good naturedly]

And I'm pagan actually.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

[takes the bottle and laughs at himself]

Yeah well, I am outta practice.

[leschath.livejournal.com]

There are better things to practice when you have time.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Oh? Like what would you suggest?

[leschath.livejournal.com]

For me? Sex usually, don't know what priests do.

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

I s'pose it depends on the priest. I like drinkin' myself.

[leschath.livejournal.com]

Well then, don't hold back.

[hands over a new bottle]

[chapelsend.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I could use a couple. [drinks a way]