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WELL ALLO THERE, POPPET. I HEAR YA STILL NEED YA SELF A GOOD KNOBBIN', AYE?! I KNOW A CERTAIN RED-HATTED GENT WHO'S OFFERIN' ALL THE ELF KNOB YA BE WANTIN', M80.
Gin blinks at Seravwyn before, once again, pulling her revolver out on him. “Sera, no.”
A certain drawling elf has returned from gassing straggler worgen in the ruins of Gilneas to give very important words of wisdom in a garbled attempt at a Gilnean accent. "WELL BLIMEY GOVNA- WILL YA PLEASE GIVE ME ONE UP THE SHITTA? I SURE DO LOVE ME A GOOD ELF-KNOB EV'RY NOW AN' THEN!"
Gin sits upright, suddenly getting the awful feeling that in the middle of her ruined city, a certain one-eyed elf was shouting horrible obscenities at the ruins.
“Oh, dear Light, Sera, no…”
((@blood-and-brimstone I love you.))
(¬‿¬) -Seravwyn. For medical purposes.
Every (¬‿¬) I get my muse will remove a piece of clothing.
Gin stares blankly at the San’Layn before removing her gauntlets, revealing the scars and tattoos underneath. “ ‘Medical purposes,’ eh?”
Seravwyn writes "BITE ME" on Gin's neck and expects to give her a little surprise once she wakes up from her drunken slumber.
Gin wakes up, slapping her hand to her neck, thinking there had been a fly of some sort buzzing on her. “Ergh…ow…wot in tha fel’s goin’ on…?”
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"Is it true that you and my ex are fucking? If so- why wasn't I invited?" -Seravwyn
Gin chokes on her whiskey-flavored coffee, coughing for a minute before looking towards the man. “Eh…ehm…” She clears her throat before hiding her face back in the mug.
Fire-spitting alcoholic -Seravwyn
“Y’say tha’ like it’s a bad thing, mate.”
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Seravwyn not-so-subtly slides a hollowed-out slice of grapefruit over to Gin while giving a shit-eating grin. -blood-and-brimstone
Gin snorts loudly as she holds the grapefruit, staring at it. “Ah’m slightly afraid why ya ‘anded me this…at least it’s warm…”
Stomach and butt. "I apologize for the latter action but I feel obligated to grab everyone's arse." -Seravwyn
Gin glances down at where the elf had touched her stomach before jumping at the sudden ass grabbing, whipping around and smacking at his hand. “ ‘Ey! Know there’s plenty of it, but watch it…” She narrows her eyes at him before continuing. “Define trouble, wus gettin’ a bit bored…”
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