Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140703144312/@comment-7497475-20141011054244

Vermont was certainly someone that had his life figured out, or at least understood how it was. A source of interest as it were.

"And what of you? Your reason is surely not to preserve memories of those you lost. This bar I would assume?"

Drinking more from the glass, Wynne pondered how strong it was. She couldn't feel it yet, but that meant nothing with her body. It would not be the first time she had simply reached a point when it knocked her out without warning. Making a note to make this the last drink, she gazed perceptively at Vermont. She was talking more tonight, likely the effect of the alcohol she had been drinking so far.