Chapter One:Hangover and Manners
Chapter One: Hangover and Manners.
Who is not drinking, he's not a stallion.
A dim light hanging over the table lamp that lit the room, in which there was merrymaking and the drinking of alcohol. Tech Bark, who was sitting in the middle of all this action, looked at everyone with a broad smile. Blue eyes, brown-black mane, a short scar on his eye, the bags under his eyes from lack of sleep, here's a description of our hired murderers.
"Well, I expect that someone will finally decide to deal the cards, and I just noticed that we're running out of whiskey, and it's actually an indicator of the fact that we mostly drink, but did not play." With a sigh concluded Tech. Around there were empty bottles from alcohol, in some places even broken. And here, in the wall, in the direction Tech, flew an empty bottle, which was destined to be shattered into smithereens.
"Here it is! That's the fucking voice of reason! Tech, ah yes, ah yes son of a bitch! "Drunken mumbled the gryphon with eyes that were redder than blood, because they were red, but they became redder from the alcohol. Griffin's name was Rogue.
"Rogue, shut up, please, your drunk voice annoys me! "Cried to the whole room pegasus by the name Sline. Which was for Tech sort of companion, which was very similar in nature, slightly in appearance, sometimes it seemed that she was not his girlfriend, and the sister of the twins. For a moment it seemed that the room appeared deathly silence, but this silence was broken by coughing Tech, he kind of hinted that he was sick, just to sit and stare at the faces of your friends.
"I want to say this, I jam stupid twiddling my hooves. Kind of like we were going to play cards, but for some reason after I have told you that alcohol and ends after rogue noticed that I'm a brilliant stallion, you, Sline, beginning strangely nervous... "
" Stoooop, it's not my friend! This is not Tech, unusual for him, so to speak. How much do you fucking drunk? Tell me asshole! "Sline sprang from his chair and had hit Tech, but stopped abruptly.
"Heh, Sline, if you only knew how much he drank, he drank about 10-12 bottles of whiskey for the entire day, give or take another 7 of those are lying around everywhere here. And you know how alcohol affects such as he, of course, I also drank not a few, but I can still talk sensibly and rastudio. While unpredictable Thatch, Thatch will drink when it is impossible to predict what will be the nature, polite and adequate, or, on the contrary was crazy and fucked up in the head, well, as always. "With a sigh said Rogue. Suddenly I heard some footsteps coming into the room where were now all the company. Because of these steps, Tech suddenly returned to his normal, relatively normal for yourself the condition. Also, all who now were in the room, have time to pray. After all, those who would come to our company, could be their boss, or rather a sort of informant's affairs, those who should be killed, etc. nevertheless, she was their boss anyway. As anticipated, came into the room turned out to be Lestrade, she was the boss, Tech, Sline, as well as anybody has of rogue..
"I see you here again drinking, I guess? Anyway, I judge you not going, she's not without sin. "With his trademark smile said Lestrade. Lestrade was unicorn, its dark and charismatic look always looked at all high, because Lestrade had great arrogance, but now, now she was surprisingly optimistic, but still it can be traced all the same arrogance. Everything was so scared, that already lost consciousness.
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Morning, common for Tech, morning. Severe headache met Tech the morning. Tech woke up in the same room where lay a broken bottle, but at night for some reason increased. Next to our stallion, lying Rogue, but the Sline for some reason was absent. Noteworthy was the fact that rogue was covered in bruises, because of that, Tech hurried to the mirror to check if maybe there wasn't the same and it. The attempt was not successful, still cloudy from the alcohol mind has not been able to adapt to even simple commands such as to walk or eat, but to drink water to drown out the hangover, the mind would probably would have done. The stallion began to look for a fridge, table, shelf, which could be a bottle of water or something cool and refreshing. Unfortunately, Tech nothing like that happened, then he decided to try to bring into the consciousness of a griffin, then Tech would like to go in search of Sline.
"Dude! Wake up, morning has come. Holy shit! "Tech began kicking the griffin, trying to bring that into the consciousness, but it was even, at least he was able at least to say something all morning.
"Fuck you! "Growled in response, Rogue, but he woke up, what actually Tech and wanted. When the poor, suffering from a mild hangover the gryphon stood up, he swayed a little, but he felt a lot better than our dear unicorn. Gradually the two mercenaries came in more than adequate condition, relative to normal, but the essence of what is happening it does not change.
"Guys, you're needed here! Outside! "Shouted from street Sline, then Tech and Rogue went out on the street. Outside was the weather, not to say that it was good, but, nevertheless, at least some.
As expected, our company outside of alcoholics anonymous, Sline expected, she was much better than the alcoholics-pohmele, because she almost did not drink yesterday. She stared at Thatch and anybody has of rogue. it was one of those moments when such silence could lead to a fight or something worse. This strange silence lasted 3 minutes, it stopped , approached the Lestrade.
"Oh, look who woke up! Well, let me guess, your head must hurt, Right? "Chuckled at Lestrade, who attended the players-alcoholics, it was not clear what she achieved. In any case, it might expected that someone something will respond, but in vain she had hoped, because everything was silent. Sline decided somehow to feel sorry for the poor stallion, she took from his bag a bottle of water, it would be better if she didn't pull, because Tech and rogue immediately began to fight. It was pretty funny to watch. And laughter and sin. When the bottle was empty and was discarded somewhere to the side, Tech and Rogue was finally able to speak normally.
"However, Tech, your “office” expects the client with the documents and dossiers to address one personality is not desirable. "Sigh said Lestrade.
"Well, wish me luck. "
Congratulations, the skill of eloquence upgraded!. +2 to luck +1 to charisma.
