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Do I rp with them: I DON'T THINK SO BUT--Do I want to rp with them: --I WOULD DEFINITELY WANT TO. Do I follow them: Yes. Just sayin.

My opinion on them: Hmm, kinda difficult since we haven't talked all that much, but from what I've gathered s/he is a nice person. Lmao. (Feel free to let me know if you're a boy or a girl because really the suspense is killing me.) But yes, I would definitely love to write with this person one day. :D

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Drabble: Drinks with the Commandant

It was Saturday in Dahngrest. It was late.

Zagi didn't drink often, but tonight had seemed like a great night for indulging, so he'd taken a chunk of cash and made his way down to his favorite corner bar, set right in the heart of the city.

He'd taken a spot at the bar; the people around him had relocated.

The bartender offered him a discount while nervously sliding a glass of scotch his way. As Zagi tipped back the first few sips, he caught a glance of someone familiar in his peripheral.

Scifo sat at the bar, on the opposite end as Zagi, and was resolutely staring into a half-downed mug of beer. Zagi snorted into his drink and tossed it back, slamming the glass down on the oak bar top.

Several people in the vicinity flinched.

The night wore on, and Zagi didn't move from his spot. He drank slowly, leisurely, if only because the entire room was getting fidgety the longer he stayed and the more empty glasses he accumulated.

When four sat on the table beside him, he was feeling wonderfully fuzzy. Around him, all bar stools sat empty, save the one Scifo occupied.

"Hey, barkeep," Zagi said, the words a little sluggish. "Send the next round to that end of the bar, hey? And get one for stretch in the corner, there."

Zagi hopped down, crossed the room in a few lazy strides, and took the seat right next to Scifo. He scooted his chair close. Scifo leaned away, clutching his beer with white-knuckles.

Their drinks slid over right on cue. Zagi made sure to nudge Scifo's glass extra close. "Long time no see, stretch." Nudge. "You slummin'?"

Scifo took a wary glance at the glass as if it was going to tip over and shatter right before his eyes. When he spoke, it was with the clarity of someone who had clearly not had enough to drink. "I was relaxing."

"You're barely halfway through your first beer. I think you're doing it wrong." Nudge, nudge.

"Hey, barkeep, two round of shots, right here!" Zagi waved with his right hand, nearly sending both scotch glasses tumbling. Scifo looked ready to crawl under a table a nurse his beer in peace. Zagi slapped his back good-naturedly and ignored the way Scifo startled and clutched his mug.

"Don't worry, stretch, I gotcha covered. S'all right, I get it. You don't wanna be seen with us guild riff raff. I getcha, Scifo, I getcha. But if you're gonna sit in a guild bar, you're gonna drink like a proper guildsman."

Zagi lined up the four little shot glasses. He leaned his elbow on the table, rested his chin in his palm, and smirked at Scifo. "Ready when you are, stretch."

With great hesitation, Scifo reached out and plucked a shot glass from the table between his thumb and first two fingers. "Is this a joke?"

"This is guild hospitality! I'll toast ya later -- you got that nice scotch sittin' pretty and all." Zagi snatched up his own shot glass. He kept his gaze on Scifo expectantly, grinning.

Scifo squared his shoulders as if he were about to face a hoard of gild riff raff in battle, took a breath, and tossed back the shot. Zagi followed suit a split second later. Zagi laughed as soon as the liquid was down, watching Scifo swallow with some difficulty.

"Second one's right there, commandant."

Scifo glared. "I'd rather not. Getting drunk would --"

"Would be a great way to spend an evening with your old pal Zagi. I'm right, ain't I? We can toast to freakin' friendship if that'll calm you down. Y'want another beer?"

Something twitched in Scifo's expression as he grabbed the shot glass and downed it. Zagi grabbed his scotch, nudged Scifo's ever closer, and raised the glass.

"To freakin' friendship, eh?"

Scifo clicked his glass with Zagi's.

Somewhere around two in the morning, Zagi sat slumped over the bar. He was snoring lightly. Next to him, Flynn stared dumbly at the assortment of empty glasses and mugs and -- how had this happened? He shook his head and reeled when the room swayed.

"S'cuse me, Mr. Scifo?" the barkeep sidled towards them and began collecting the glasses. "This guy with you?"

Something possessed Flynn to answer the affirmative. Something possessed Flynn to prod Zagi awake and drag him sluggishly out of the bar, Zagi mumbling about friendship and guild hospitality all the while.

#experience my lack of experience with types of alcohol xD #commandantflynn #drabble

It's my business. My knights should be directing their energy toward helping the city, not giving civilians unnecessary trouble.

"For a minute there I thought you were actually worried about me. Well, I won't stop you from giving her an earful or two. Hell, I'd even want to see it."

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Have my knights been giving you trouble? I've heard rumors here and there... I haven't gotten a criminal report from you in a while, you shouldn't be the target of harassment.

"Ah, details, details. You don't have time to be worrying about me, do you? Besides, I'm used to having a few admirers chase me around. No big deal."

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Wow. How long's it been..? -Updates-

Hey folks. I've been going through my senior year of high school, it's been kind of insane. But summer's coming up. So I've been thinking about coming back. I don't know if I'm feeling it, though. I got really overwhelmed last time I did this. If I do come back, expect a much slower pace, and I'll probably only be on one of my accounts a day. Probably gonna focus in on Flynn. It's been some time since I got anywhere near these characters, so I'm a little rusty. I don't know. Now that I've said I might come back I'll probably come back, but I want to know who's still listening. So shoot me a reply or an ask, or anything of the sort. What'cha think?

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