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[headhunt]

heh
i'll be sure to remember that!
already seems like he's into being bossed around.

if you can't
i'm going to have you buy me a beer
like a realllllly big one

( because that's the best thing about a partner. some friendly competition. to get the heart racing! and the blood pumping! )

[onebullet]

You think so? I don't think any amount of bossing would keep him from getting into trouble.

[ Garrus has yet to confess his drunken revelation, Shepard just figures it's habit from their life before. ]

And you're on. You're going to need to get me something stronger than beer when I win, though.

[headhunt]

sounds like you're not doing it right
you gotta get a little hands on
make em sweat

yeah? what kind of drink do ya like?

[onebullet]

I feel like that would just encourage him to get into more trouble, not less.

I like beer, it just doesn't do anything for me. Only thing that seems to is Ryncol, but I doubt they have that here.

[headhunt]

not really sure i see the problem with that

ryncol? is that some kind of.......... space drink?

[onebullet]

As handsome as he tells everyone he is with those scars, it'd be nice if he didn't get the rest of his face blown off. Or any other part of him.

[ But of course, this is a rich complaint coming from Shepard. ]

Ryncol is guaranteed to knock people with the metabolism of regular humans on their ass in a couple of swigs. It's strong stuff. And yeah I guess it's a space drink.

[headhunt]

scars are a sign of life lived!

huh
ok like ogre grog! especially if it tastes fucking terrible
i know what to get you next time we're out

[onebullet]

[ There's a few attempts to reply to the first part, but then she gives up. She'll let Garrus tell the tale of getting a gunship rocket to the face and almost dying at her feet, if he wants to talk about the end of his Batman Archangel era. ]

It tastes like engine fuel so yeah it's nasty stuff. Burns all the way down too.

[headhunt]

( all but nodding at her shellphone. )

heh
got it
i understand your taste now

i'll put you on your ass both ways

[onebullet]

Yeah?

Can guarantee you'll be on the deck counting sheep a long while before I join you.

[headhunt]

you sure talk a lot shit for a human

( a beat. )

...you are human, right? space human?

[onebullet]

Yes I'm human.

And you call it shit but I call it a warning.

[ Will she disclose her advantage..? No. Funnier to prove it first. ]

[headhunt]

oh yeah? a warning?

what'cha got to warn me about?

[onebullet]

Giving yourself alcohol poisoning trying to beat me.

[headhunt]

( wow! the confidence! )

i've not met anyone yet that i couldn't keep up with while drinking! i can show you space people what we're made of down here!

i'm going to have to get you out for drinks much sooner than later

[onebullet]

[ Heh heh heh.

Shepard loves a good shit-talk, but drinks with new friends sounds great regardless of any competition. ]

You're on. I'm looking forward to it.

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