Brotherhood Bar-Talks

[pipsqueak]

'Gracias mi homie' Pepe caught the bottle and took a big gulp....then coughed...his eyse bulged out as the his brain tried to deal with the lethal alcoholic content of this potent drink. He tried to breathe after the gulp but it felt like his lungs were on fire. "AIeeecaraaambah", pepe looked at the skull and cross printed on the bottle and gasped. The room was already spinning, he tried to control his breathing to avoid vomiting all over. He looked back at Ares, who was now grinning ear to ear. "Good eh?", Ares asked.

Pepe nodded back and said to himself, "What the heck", and took another drink. Holy ship, this thing could be used as a rocket fuel, or probably for dissolving ships hulls. The pain did not ease at all, infact, it felt even worse than the first gulp. He looked around and saw TBH and SCRA enjoying the drink without a problem. Pepe Tried to stand up, but felt like his legs were made of rubber. "Hmmm, I should stay seated for a bit", pepe thought to himself.

"Courtesy of the gentleman in the corner", the Bartender dropped another skull and cross bottle on pepe's table. Pepe looked and saw Pedro raising his bottle to him.

This is going to be a long evening......pepe thought......

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