Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140630233519/@comment-11588669-20140722205857

He blinked. Her words were exaggerated and slurred...plus the amount of alcohol she'd downed. And her expression...

"You're drunk." It wasn't a statement. It was a fact. Nox carefully guided Nixia into a chair, unsure of how to proceed. How he normally dealt with drunks involved beating the hell out of them -not something the mercenary wanted to do. Plus, he'd have to play this one by ear. Alcohol affected people in different ways...he hoped she wasn't violent.

"I...don't think that's a good thing..." He picked up his fork, and began to eat his breakfast.