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[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

[The vine's feed opens to Gavril sitting in the Plaza with a rather fancy looking bottle of while nestled under her arm. After looking over the glass vessel for a minute or so, the garden's resident ghoul makes a brief address to vine before her.]

So this is the queen's idea of a Christmas present, huh? I'm not gonna complain though, this is some pretty good booze. Back home I'd have to kill someone to get my hands on something like this. Either way, being drunk out of my mind seems like a pretty fucking good way to get through whatever shit the Queen has planned next.



Hey, Zinc, do you got some time to talk? I've got something I want to get off my chest.

Comments

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Not a fan of wine?

[reluctantstop.livejournal.com]

Just alcohol in general.

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Really? Your missing out on a lot. Alcohol is one of life's simple pleasures~

[reluctantstop.livejournal.com]

I just don't like it so I don't think I'm really missing out on much.

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Ah well. More for me then.

[reluctantstop.livejournal.com]

I guess so...

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

I got a question for ya: You ever been on a hunt before?

[reluctantstop.livejournal.com]

What kind of hunt?

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

Well, here it's mostly just been me and a few friends killing as many animals as we possibly can.

[reluctantstop.livejournal.com]

Do I get paid for this?

[body-horrible.livejournal.com]

I guess you can take a share of what we kill. Otherwise I don't really think money matters here.

[reluctantstop.livejournal.com]

I suppose I could help. [Hesitant because she's still balancing the cost/benefit ratio.]