Ian doubles over at the totally unexpected punch, falling off his stool laughing. "Oy, you've got some fire in ye, lass."
He drained the rest of the drink and then performed the time honored drunk test he had learned from some of the best mercs this side of Sol.
He lay on the floor. Careful now......careful....nope. Don't need to hold on to lie on the floor. Time for another drink!
gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|