06-03-2018, 09:57 PM
“Ah, that makes sense.” He’d say in contrast to what she mentioned about the farmers having a dispute, it was a nice rule in that regard. Granted those with a bit of skill would probably be better but of course those rules could be changed a bit to ensure that it was fair for both parties involved, It almost sounded like a video game or sorts but he would leave those thoughts to himself. Getting his own food he would eat it with a fork, which was provided for him, not used to chop sticks at all and honestly he thought they were just wooden pokers till he noticed how Marisa was using them. He liked it, the food was good and well cooked, and very diff rent from just the grilled stuff he was used to eating on a regular basis, and mushrooms which he had a lot of while he was living with his two friends.
“Like wise, I enjoyed talking to you as well Marisa.” He’d say nicely, the animal person seemingly finishing his food a bit quicker than the magician, but as he began looking through he pockets for something, or around her dress he would perk up as she pulled out a bottle for him to partake in. He’d take it, sniffing it a few times as his little pink nose, rearing back as it smelt spice but he would take a sip from it and cough a bit as well. “It…tastes like burning..” He’d say, but not in a bad way, instead he would try it again but soon let her take it back so they could share it.
Sharing the bottle with her he would take some and drink again, smiling, “Its made from rice? That’s odd, I never thought rice would make something like this. Thank you so much!” Grinning he’d start to feel a bit war inside, his face flustered but only really sowing up over the white sections of his fur, which was around his cheeks, still as she mentioned his name his eared perked up and he nodded back to her.
“Same to you, I hopped those you face wont wish to go to those kinds of extreme’s, but your right. Good luck though, I’d know if we had to fight I’d never try to hurt you in that way.” Which was mostly true given he was never a strait forward fighter, his job was to heal and protect people, only fighting if necessarily. So if it came too it and he some how won, which he doubt he’d win anything, he’d spare everyone, no matter whom they were even if there was no way to ‘respawn’.
When she got up he was a little buzzed, just from a cup in a half, waving to her he would stay at the table for now, “Alrighty, maybe I’ll got see it too, but um bye bye Marisa, see you later.~” His tone seemed to half slurr but keep composure too as he watched her leave the building. However as he looked at the sake bottle he would take it with him, licking his lips as he placed it away for now, downing the rest that was in his cup but as he picked up his weapon, grabbing it by the handle he felt a tinge and shake his head quickly.
“Whoa, this alcohol stuff made me feel really weird…” He’d say to himself, still a tad flustered but he would at least think somewhat clearly for the time being. Surely it wouldn’t last forever, this odd sensation of warm, right? Either way as he would get up and walk around mostly after paying his part of the bill. Feeling really nice as he didn’t do anything about being intoxicated, plus he rather not take out his sword and cut himself or something around people here just to cure it so he’d enjoy the warm glow in his stomach and chest while walking, thinking about how awesome it would be to have more later on.
[qoute]Ricter is simply walking around between buildings, a little inebriated.[/qoute]
“Like wise, I enjoyed talking to you as well Marisa.” He’d say nicely, the animal person seemingly finishing his food a bit quicker than the magician, but as he began looking through he pockets for something, or around her dress he would perk up as she pulled out a bottle for him to partake in. He’d take it, sniffing it a few times as his little pink nose, rearing back as it smelt spice but he would take a sip from it and cough a bit as well. “It…tastes like burning..” He’d say, but not in a bad way, instead he would try it again but soon let her take it back so they could share it.
Sharing the bottle with her he would take some and drink again, smiling, “Its made from rice? That’s odd, I never thought rice would make something like this. Thank you so much!” Grinning he’d start to feel a bit war inside, his face flustered but only really sowing up over the white sections of his fur, which was around his cheeks, still as she mentioned his name his eared perked up and he nodded back to her.
“Same to you, I hopped those you face wont wish to go to those kinds of extreme’s, but your right. Good luck though, I’d know if we had to fight I’d never try to hurt you in that way.” Which was mostly true given he was never a strait forward fighter, his job was to heal and protect people, only fighting if necessarily. So if it came too it and he some how won, which he doubt he’d win anything, he’d spare everyone, no matter whom they were even if there was no way to ‘respawn’.
When she got up he was a little buzzed, just from a cup in a half, waving to her he would stay at the table for now, “Alrighty, maybe I’ll got see it too, but um bye bye Marisa, see you later.~” His tone seemed to half slurr but keep composure too as he watched her leave the building. However as he looked at the sake bottle he would take it with him, licking his lips as he placed it away for now, downing the rest that was in his cup but as he picked up his weapon, grabbing it by the handle he felt a tinge and shake his head quickly.
“Whoa, this alcohol stuff made me feel really weird…” He’d say to himself, still a tad flustered but he would at least think somewhat clearly for the time being. Surely it wouldn’t last forever, this odd sensation of warm, right? Either way as he would get up and walk around mostly after paying his part of the bill. Feeling really nice as he didn’t do anything about being intoxicated, plus he rather not take out his sword and cut himself or something around people here just to cure it so he’d enjoy the warm glow in his stomach and chest while walking, thinking about how awesome it would be to have more later on.
[qoute]Ricter is simply walking around between buildings, a little inebriated.[/qoute]