[b]He finishes the bottle and everyone cheers and some money is passed around obviously for bets. After a couple of seconds Fyn passes out[/b]
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He chuckles a bit watching the crowd with his beer.
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[b]The soldiers laugh knowing he can't die one of them squat down and slaps him on the face a couple of times and he asked up. He then shakily stands and asks for another bottle[/b]
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Python remains drinking his beer alone, eventually asking for another.
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[b]Fyn scootsover to you as the crowd dissapates[/b] "something wrong?'
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Python chuckles a bit, shaking his head. "Universe has gone to shit and it's my fault." He downs the rest of the beer, calling for another.
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"Well we've been through worse shît right?"
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"Eh....depends on your definition of worse..." He flips the cap off and begins drinking.
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"Yea, I guess so"
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He downs the beer, standing and paying the bartender. "I'll see you later...shit to do, people to apologize to, that kinda thing..." He starts to walk off.
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"K see you later"