Python sips at his rather large glass of whiskey while he's stands. He looks around the room. He was wearing a simple pair of jeans and a white shirt. The shirt was a little small, but that's to be expected with someone of his size and mass. The jeans fit well, baggy but they kept up, which is how he liked them. There was a smile on his face, an actual smile. It was happy, not empty or cold. He seemed glad to be reunited with his friends, alive or dead.
[i]We're all dead, right?
Hell if I know.
Nice pun.
Didn't even notice it.[/i]
Another long drink from his glass. Upon bringing it down, he sees a war-torn battlefield, full of fire, blood and death. He blinked hardly, shaking his head. He looked back up, it was better. He grinned again, putting that in the back of his mind then took another sip of whiskey.
English
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Hmm... [b]pulls the claws away and itches behind one ear[/b] I'm tempted to find the limit to your patience
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"Don't man. I don't wanna get angry. Just want to hang out with my friends. No, my family."
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Hmm...I guess you're right [b]takes a few steps forward[/b]
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He seems to relax now that you're not on his feet. "Thanks..."
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By the way I slipped a fire cracker into your pocket with about 4 seconds left [b]grins and walks to the kitchen[/b]
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He takes the fire cracker out and smashes it in his hand, stopping it from exploding. He grins and shakes his head, going back to his whiskey.
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[b]walks out with several pies[/b] You could have pulled out the fuse instead of getting your hands dirty
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"Where's the fun in that?" He smiles, looking down at his hands then shaking his head and walking to the bathroom.
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[b]when he gets back the pies have been placed at the table as well as several cakes[/b]
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He smiles and sits down with the pies and cakes.
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[b]picks up the puppies and sits down in the chair half asleep with the tail curled over them[/b]
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He smiles and sips at his whiskey.
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[b]looks over with a slight grin[/b] I thought I'd hate this...it's certainly a little more enjoyable than I imagined
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"I can only imagine, Lethal." He leans back in his chair and sips at his glass.
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Besides the occasional whining and crying it isn't too bad
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"Sounds like you." He gives a joking grin.
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Damn right it does..it's why all women love dogs
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He laughs a bit, shaking his head as he pours another glass of whiskey.
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You're sure drinking a lot I'm not sure if it's out of remorse or celebration
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"Probably a bit of both, Lethal." He smiles, taking another drink.
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If you have a hangover I'm going to slap you and tie you down in your bed
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"Uhm...why tie me down? Slapping I understand, but tying not so much..."
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I would try to play chess while you're too drunk to care...if I win I get to spend the next day riding around on your back if you win I'll give you 5 bottles of wine
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"Uhm....nah I'm good." He laughs.
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But I like playing games