09-24-2020, 02:28 PM
DEALER ❝ MIKEY ❞ THE TYPHOON
Moonshine. It was one of the few alcoholic drinks that Michael didn't drink very often, mainly because his only source of it in recent memory was some of Trevor's friends. He honestly didn't trust them to make a decent drink for the life of them, so he mostly avoided it, instead opting not to end up poisoned. However, moonshine from Tanglewood didn't sound so bad, since they sounded exactly like the kind of group that would know how to make some good stuff. Of course, in the back of his mind, the dealer knew that Tanglewood and The Typhoon were currently in the middle of a prank war. However, he didn't even take that into consideration as he came padding over, far too excited by the prospect of decent moonshine. When he spotted Alia nearby, a faint frown came to his face, and he shook his head at the Cipher child, muttering softly, "Ah, I don't think you should have one, Alia. Moonshine is kind of... an adult drink. It can make kids really sick, and we wouldn't want to worry your mom, would we?" The thief obviously didn't really care about Aphra, but he didn't want Alia to get sick, and he also didn't want her mother trying to scratch his ears off for not saying anything.
With Alia taken care of, Michael then turned his gaze towards Vigenere, saying with a smirk, "Thanks for the drinks, Vigenere. I don't think we've properly met beyond that one gathering, but this does make me more of a fan of you." He then dragged one of the glasses forward, tipping it up and drinking a large mouthful. Of course, it only took a second before the sting of vinegar hit him, and he found himself recoiling and gagging. Quickly putting the glass down, the thief then let out a disgusted his, "Augh! Nevermind, I rescind my last statement. Jesus, that's just a cruel prank, Vig!" He let out another little gag, shaking his head quickly from side to side. He admittedly didn't like the taste of pure alcohol much either, but it certainly wasn't comparable to vinegar.
With Alia taken care of, Michael then turned his gaze towards Vigenere, saying with a smirk, "Thanks for the drinks, Vigenere. I don't think we've properly met beyond that one gathering, but this does make me more of a fan of you." He then dragged one of the glasses forward, tipping it up and drinking a large mouthful. Of course, it only took a second before the sting of vinegar hit him, and he found himself recoiling and gagging. Quickly putting the glass down, the thief then let out a disgusted his, "Augh! Nevermind, I rescind my last statement. Jesus, that's just a cruel prank, Vig!" He let out another little gag, shaking his head quickly from side to side. He admittedly didn't like the taste of pure alcohol much either, but it certainly wasn't comparable to vinegar.
AND ALL THIS TIME I HAVE BEEN LYING
OH, LYING IN SECRET TO MYSELF
OH, LYING IN SECRET TO MYSELF
— Reggan