Oh. I see. Lucky, is it? I could probably do with some luck.
[Though one could see him as terribly unlucky, or too lucky for his own good, depending on how one chose to look at it. He's left quietly charmed as Asra tucks the umbrella into one of his coat button-holes, charmed in a way that could easily lead to pensiveness and dwelling (something he is so very good at) were it not for the instructions that follow. Attention diverted, he arches a brow whilst taking a sip of his poisonous-looking beverage, feels the satisfying burn of strong liquor as slides down his throat.]
Hah, that's the stuff. And darling, it sounds as though you want me horribly drunk. If that's the plan then I concur, it's a good one.
[Words followed up by the flashing blade of his smile.]
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[Though one could see him as terribly unlucky, or too lucky for his own good, depending on how one chose to look at it. He's left quietly charmed as Asra tucks the umbrella into one of his coat button-holes, charmed in a way that could easily lead to pensiveness and dwelling (something he is so very good at) were it not for the instructions that follow. Attention diverted, he arches a brow whilst taking a sip of his poisonous-looking beverage, feels the satisfying burn of strong liquor as slides down his throat.]
Hah, that's the stuff. And darling, it sounds as though you want me horribly drunk. If that's the plan then I concur, it's a good one.
[Words followed up by the flashing blade of his smile.]
Who's going first?