#anders 01.

[howlforahookup]

Person: @andersxragnulf​  Location: Standin Round Ye Old Keg at the Back of the All Fours Tent He thinks if he’d spent more time in Norway when he’d started drinking instead of Denmark, around the Tana wolves, he’d be able to be literally funneling back pints like it was nothing like Anders was. It’s kind of insane to see, like he should be taking notes. Damian’s spent a lot of time bartending over the years and yet nobody quite partied like those that still clung to being Vikings, that was for damn sure. It’s not really an ideal situation to finally get around to hanging around with Anders and yet at the same time, it is. Especially when he’s had to stay sober enough to be doling out drinks until twenty minutes ago. Who didn’t want to have some kind of drunken heart to heart with their Viking cousin? Especially when he’d broken out the better shit that he’d saved because yeah, he kind of hates most of the beers around here himself and he’s never been a wine guy. “How’ve you been when you’re not out drinking all of us common folk?” He asks as he refills the glass in his own hand from the tap in the keg. “Dante said you guys are only hanging around for as long as you want to.” 

[antonpleon]

location: all fours person: best boy @andersxragnulf​

“Hey man, I get it, but you’re drinking at least one glass of water before I give you anything else.” He likes Anders, it’s hard not to. He’s friendly, he’s loud, he’s not entirely convinced he doesn’t shift into some large golden retriever every full moon. But he’s been in the bar just about every night testing Anton and Regina’s patience and they can’t keep watching him, he’s a grown man and frankly, he’s more than a little concerned for his well being. “Here,” He refuses to do the whole ‘bar peanuts’ thing and so he slides a bag of pretzels across the bar along with a glass of water towards the other wolf. “Get something other than alcohol in your system.”

[aureamoretti]

Person: @andersxragnulf Location: Lupercal There's a lot of celebrating and that's just fine by her but she thinks if she's queen of this place, she should know it from front to back in her sleep. It sounded silly to admit out loud, that she had been skirting around actually venturing into Lupercal on account of the fact that she's an outsider to them. Or at least that's what she's always told herself on account of she has a coven, not a pack. It was a hang up that was purely personal and it didn't matter now. That doesn't mean she doesn't feel somewhat awkward as she finds herself beside the bigger wolf at the side of the celebratory bonfire. "Hey, Anders, right?" Beat out Flora, he wasn't Lupo and he'd put his hat in the ring anyways. She'd thought she'd wind up against him at some point, he fought well. "I hear you do woodworking? I think we could use some of that around here." There's a joke there, there's a joke right there and she is pretending not to see it.

[dhcmpirs]

Location: Gimme a beer tent or give me death Person: @andersxragnulf​

“I don’t know what I was expecting.” He says to no one in particular as he looks down into the pint glass. Kay’s never been a beer guy, even when he’d been dipping into college parties full of PBR, he’d never really bothered with it aside from just holding the damn thing like an accessory.  But he’d been too lazy to make the trek all the way back to the Embassy tent to get something better when most of his friends were on this side of the street. And so he’s pretty quick to look sideways to the rather large brick house of a man that’s been throwing back pints like it was nobody’s business. “You want one more big guy?” If he hadn’t been doped up enough to be social, he doesn’t think he’d have ever approached the guy on account of he’s like literally fucking jacked, but he feels in terms of risk assessment, offering a drink to someone is fine.