WHOMST HAS THE GALL TO AWAKEN ME FROM MY SLUMBER.
(on a side note I have been without internet for the last week since quarantine didn't allow the technicians to come to me house and fix the antenna that keeps me alive
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"Hmph. Wanted to see the chainsaw transformation, just for the heck of it."
"Going to follow him, I haven´t had my dose of trouble today yet."
He went and asked for what looked like whiskey and rum for days, then turned to Fixer.
"Seeya"
He disappeared in a purple implosion, along with the...
He simply moved his chair a little bit farther away from Chen, awkward silence ensues. "Gonna pass on the gasoline dare, thanks." He noticed the sarcasm, still worrying about his personal safety.
"Name´s Jax. And how come about you turn into a giant chainsaw? You don´t look particularly mechanical." He said, raising an eyebrow to Chen´s words, raising his glass and drinking some more.
((You do seem like having time to come here and have a drink. About the break. . . . Yeah there is a quarantine, Don't think I'll be freer to RP than now.))
"Wait. Carrying C4? Tanks into life? What in the ever loving Icathia. I dont think you can handle more stress than Fixer, given your...
(Gotta love Garnasu´s signature)
"Lets say from where I come we are given large and complicated names, and calling someone simply "Fixer" is sure a breeze. You can call me Jax. And not gonna lie, I am gonna be returning here pretty often, and you don´t look like getting out of here soon."
He...
He thinked for a moment. "Hmm, yeah, that was the name. If alcohol hasn´t changed, then the world must be roughly the same, some whiskey might be good, if I can´t be witty, at least I can think I am. In any case, I would like to know your name."
(Metamage wants to believe that.)
"It´s been some years since I was around these parts. Figured a bar would be the best place to keep up with time, while also . . ." He finished his beer, and asked for more. "Giving some liquid to the soul."
(The metaperson and the metamage think that they should dissapear, lest more heartwrenching reveals come across.)
The person simply looked at her. He took the beer and paid, drinking a good portion of it. "Not quite. I want a conversation."
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