Well it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog / It's all for me beer and tobacco

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Someone is using the bar to not emo! How about that. No, Aniki is locating drinks that look familiar, singing to herself while she lines the bottles up on the counter.]

So long the merry sailor, he left his mot to me, and when he tries to find her gods all know where she'll be.

[She is drunk. Very drunk. And happy. Because it's a party! It was a party at Mantel and Pullet, but they got kicked out. So now she is trying to find drinks to bring back to their lodgings.

BEWARE. Cheerful snogging may occur.]

Comments

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

So you decided to use alcohol? Tried, tested, and true, I suppose.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Nothing like the old methods. Unless the new ones work better. [She sniffs the contents of one of the bottles and makes a face.] Can never tell what's fair or foul in this place.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I could quote Shakepseare, but you wouldn't recognise it.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Quote it anyway. [There's a twitch of a smile.] I don't mind learning new things, lad.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

"Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air."