Post by carcinoGeneticist on Sept 6, 2008 16:47:32 GMT -5
Seth eagerly set about making the drinks, taking Bernard's request to heart and making one with less alcohol and more fizz - it was very difficult to tell the difference when it came to a booze as heavily masked with sweet flavors as this one was, so he would have to keep a close eye on them and make sure he didn't get mixed up.
Bernard's jokes went right over the Bat's head and he turned from where he was working on making the drinks to stare blankly at the Highlander. Tattoos? Earrings? Really? If he had a canine's tail, it might have wagged in amusement, and he shook his head slightly. "Sounds like you lead quite the life, Bernard. Someday you'll have to show me this tattoo.[/b]" The man was so distracted by the tale and his own amusement that he lost track of which of the two glasses was his own, and the glass that he set before Bernard was, in fact, the one that he'd prepared for Heilyn - much more potent than the one he'd originally planned to give the mage. "And shaving cream all over the bed? That sounds zesty.[/b]" he grinned, then laughed slightly, shaking his head.
Oversized ears flicked forward, and the man's eyes glinted with interest. Bernard could potentially help him with this issue? Perhaps the day still had some interest in it beyond drinking! He set the drink on the small table, leaning forward and leaning into his hands, which he rested in his lap. How had he gotten his biped form? It had been in the Bog, hadn't it? "There was this man who threatened Lyn,[/b]" he mused, finally beginning to remember. "I got... well, furious, and all of a sudden I had hands. Nothing's made me quite that mad since.[/b]"
Seth nodded vigorously. "Extremely eager. I'll do anything you know of.[/b]" And he would, too. It could never be said that Seth wasn't up for experiementing if it had the potential of doing something interesting to him.
Bernard's jokes went right over the Bat's head and he turned from where he was working on making the drinks to stare blankly at the Highlander. Tattoos? Earrings? Really? If he had a canine's tail, it might have wagged in amusement, and he shook his head slightly. "Sounds like you lead quite the life, Bernard. Someday you'll have to show me this tattoo.[/b]" The man was so distracted by the tale and his own amusement that he lost track of which of the two glasses was his own, and the glass that he set before Bernard was, in fact, the one that he'd prepared for Heilyn - much more potent than the one he'd originally planned to give the mage. "And shaving cream all over the bed? That sounds zesty.[/b]" he grinned, then laughed slightly, shaking his head.
Oversized ears flicked forward, and the man's eyes glinted with interest. Bernard could potentially help him with this issue? Perhaps the day still had some interest in it beyond drinking! He set the drink on the small table, leaning forward and leaning into his hands, which he rested in his lap. How had he gotten his biped form? It had been in the Bog, hadn't it? "There was this man who threatened Lyn,[/b]" he mused, finally beginning to remember. "I got... well, furious, and all of a sudden I had hands. Nothing's made me quite that mad since.[/b]"
Seth nodded vigorously. "Extremely eager. I'll do anything you know of.[/b]" And he would, too. It could never be said that Seth wasn't up for experiementing if it had the potential of doing something interesting to him.
