Post by Scott "Maniac" Manor on Oct 25, 2011 22:04:31 GMT -5
Bandaged, wounded, but not dead, Manor practically limped his way to the bar in the casino. He was wearing jeans and a red t-shirt with "#1 Asshole" on the front and "Telling One Lie At A Time" on the back in black letters. Even though his body had been put through hell, Adrian didn't beat him like he said he would, though he was curious why Apex would interfere in his match. He'd have to talk with him some other time about that.
But for now all he wanted was some alcohol to help numb the pain as he took a seat. Give me your strongest drink. Manor waited for the bartender to give him his drink. When he finally got it, he took a sip and instantly made a face like most people make when they're taking medicine. He was never a heavy drinker, and this was certainly stronger than what he usually drank as he sat there thinking about the future between him and Adrian as well as whether Lilith might play more of a role in things between them.
But for now all he wanted was some alcohol to help numb the pain as he took a seat. Give me your strongest drink. Manor waited for the bartender to give him his drink. When he finally got it, he took a sip and instantly made a face like most people make when they're taking medicine. He was never a heavy drinker, and this was certainly stronger than what he usually drank as he sat there thinking about the future between him and Adrian as well as whether Lilith might play more of a role in things between them.