Ouray Inn (iRP)

[darthbeck]

john walks in, grabs someone's drink, and downs it in one long swig. as teh person who's drink he just took starts to object, john smashes the glass down onto the mans hand. breaking the glass.

he then walks up to the bartender and says in a voice barely audible. "gimme something strong."

the bartender, knowing better then arguing with a man who looked ready to drink paint thinner, quickly hands him a glass of liquid. clear with green specks floating in it.

john takes it, and without looking at it, drinks it.

the bartender steps back as john collapses.

"damn... one of you better get him to the medical bay. he's gonna need ta get his stomich purged."

one of the other patrons, finished off a glass of the same stuff. a shot glass.

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