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“Yeah, the buckle doubles as a flask, but it’s not always booze in there for some of us.”
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@statesmanchardonnay
@pueroimmersi
“Yeah, the buckle doubles as a flask, but it’s not always booze in there for some of us.”
scottishtech:
A single brow arches in curiosity when Charlie mentions that he doesn’t know about Scotch either, figuring that perhaps he has another preferred alcohol of sorts.
Merlin tips his own glass in a gesture of a toast before tipping his back to take a sip of crimson liquid.
At his words he realized now why the other man was so clueless when it came to alcohol and can’t blame him for it. “There mere fact that ye are a Statesman doesnae mean ye have tae drink, Ah have noticed Champ doesnae.
“Champ doesn’t because he can’t.” Charlie sipped at his drink, letting the sour and bitter taste rest unpleasantly against his tongue before swallowing with a frown.
“And we all kind of have to drink here and there as Statesman. I mean we are technically in the booze business.” He gestured down at his belt buckle. “They all say I’ll get used to it, but I’ve been here for almost ten years. Still don’t have a taste for this stuff.”
statesabsinthe:
“Merlot is always red. That’s not exactly rocket science.” She’s never been particularly into wine, but at least she knows that much.
“No, but if you say it a certain way, some people think you know more than you do.”
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katexrenner:
Kate couldn’t help but let out a laugh as she watched her fellow agent ramble on. “I was joking, Chardonnay. Trust me, you’ll know when you’ve pissed me off.” she said with a smile as she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Oh, trust me, Merlin is something else. I did catch him singing to himself the other day though. But the Kingsman are a hell of a lot more strict than us Statesman. Pretty sure they’re not allowed to have fun at all.”
“Wouldn’t be surprised if they’re all killjoys. Have you seen that tweed stuff they have? And the neck-choking ties? They look like people you’d find teaching college classes or something.” Not that Charlie would know anything about that personally, but he liked to believe television got some things right.
“...and what does it sing? Some old Scottish stuff? Braveheart?”
codenamemorgana:
“This pair? They are explosives. I can remote detonate them with my watch. I also have the shoe blade, as per custom.”
“...killer designer shoes.” Oh, was that envy in his voice? “I think I might have joined the wrong agency.”
agentnyneve:
‘‘I think I’m already starting to learn. Won’t be until I’m not left confused at all.’‘
‘‘Charlie, It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Isabelle, whatever nickname takes your fancy. Izzy, Belle, bella, all those. So you really are all named after alcoholic drinks then.’’
@statesmanchardonnay
“I’ll go with Bella. That sounds pretty like you.” He offered a broader smile, though there was no heat behind it. More of admiration.
“...and something like that. I asked if I could be named after a mixer, but they just laughed. Apparently that is for support.”
@codenamemorgana
“You can do what with your shoes?!”
katexrenner:
“I hope you mean the names, and not the looks.” she said with a small smile.
“God no! These sunglasses are just to make me look cool--promise I’m not blind or anything!” There he went again, rambling like an idiot. He really shouldn’t tell jokes.
“Anyway, I think I prefer you way more, Merlot. That Merlin dude? Total killjoy. Makes you wonder how he got the magic man codename.”
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@statesmanchardonnay
Having arrived in California Cyrus didn’t know the area. He had been to LA a few times. But, never to Sonoma, or Napa..Northern California was much more his type of place. But never the less, it was his first time up here. Wine country, he could look at it forever.
“Now, I do admit, you got a lotta beautiful scenery over here. I can see the appeal. I saw on the map there is a six flags near by..Yeh ever go to that when yer bored? Rollercoastin and stuff?”
“Not much of a rollercoaster guy, if I’m honest. I hear Six Flags, Great America...stuff like that is fun for kids, though.” He shrugged, leaning back in his chair and kicking his booted feet onto the redwood tabletop. In his office, he couldn’t care less about what anyone thought of his manners.
“I like the quiet here. It’s a nice change from my last job. I mean, I still gotta dodge bullets and stuff, but not as often.”
@katexrenner
“You know, for the longest time, I kept getting ‘Merlot’ and ‘Merlin’ confused.”
Charlie comes from a dry home, meaning no one ever drank. He spent most of his adult life without touching a drop of alcohol until Statesman pulled him in. Even now, though, alcohol doesn’t hold much interest for him except to loosen him up once in awhile at parties.
scottishtech:
His interest mildly peaks at the revelation that the other man has a confession to make, a single brow arching as his gaze follows the others movements. “Hmm?” He hummed in a questioning sort of way. “Ah wouldnae know… prefer Scotch myself…”
“Don’t know much about that either,” Charlie admitted with a quiet laugh.
He raised his glass toward the Scots guy, knowing at least that was what people did with glasses (he wasn’t born in the wild, after all).
“If I weren’t a Statesman, I doubt I’d even touch any of this stuff. Didn’t need it in war, still don’t need it now.”
pueroimmersi:
A pause follows the words, eyebrows drawing together. A frown tips down his mouth. “What? Course it fuckin’ was. What’d ya’ mean?”
“...Really? ‘Cause I didn’t understand a word you said.”