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[dontfeartheme]

[There's a soft exhalation of air, somewhere between a sigh and a vaguely annoyed huff.]

I don't suppose there's anyone here who can take away people's abilities, temporarily?

[She doesn't sound hopeful, but there is a slight wistfulness to her otherwise irritated tone.]

Likely not. Regardless, I'll be in the tavern, drinking twice my weight in free alcohol, for all the bloody good it'll do. If anyone's of the mind to join me.

[It's her birthday, and she's not going to let a little thing like not being able to get drunk stop her from drinking on it. So she's sitting at the bar, a few bottles in front of her, and drinking from one.]

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[needsnobottle]

Define "temporarily."

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[dontfeartheme]

Temporarily as in: I don't want to give up being a healer, but I still wish I could drink to get drunk whenever the bloody hell I wanted.

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[needsnobottle]

Oh, yeah. Pretty tall order there.

Course, careful what you wish for. This place might answer.

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[dontfeartheme]

I thought so. And fuck, at this point, I might take it.

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[needsnobottle]

If it ever happens, let me know how it works out for you.

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[dontfeartheme]

Why, you hoping this place'll answer something for you?

[notpredictable]

[Not going to bother answering. He's just going to show up.]

That's an odd request, you know.

[dontfeartheme]

[She smiles automatically at him, though she doesn't get up.]

Not if I'm looking to get drunk.

[notpredictable]

If that's what you're looking to do, I'm certain here are several that can oblige you.

[He sits, and eyes her.]

Judging from your comments, alcoholic beverages do little for you because of your talents.

[dontfeartheme]

[She waits until he sits down, then smirks slightly.]

There would be, yes, if not for the very reason you stated. One of the downsides to possessing my healing abilities.

[notpredictable]

Do the positives outweigh the negatives?

[He's genuinely curious here.]

[dontfeartheme]

Yes.

[It's an immediate answer, said without considering it at all, but she pauses as she takes a sip from a bottle.]

Usually, in any case.

welp

[notpredictable]

Usually.

[He tilts his head, and reaches for the bottle, though he pauses.]

May I?

i saw nothing

[dontfeartheme]

[She relinquishes it easily, passing it over to him.]

It's not doing me any bloody good.

[notpredictable]

[He snorts a little, and pulls it close to take a delicate little sip. Such a lady, Megs.]

That's regrettable, however I suppose that means I can coin the phrase 'more for me' rather aptly.

[dontfeartheme]

[She snorts back, more at his delicate sipping than anything.]

You can. And then I can watch you get drunk, and live vicariously.

[notpredictable]

Something tells me you would enjoy that far too much, Miss Coughlan.

[Hey he's a GENTLEMAN when it comes down to it, okay. No slurping for HIM. He's seen enough pigs in prison, thank you!]

[dontfeartheme]

[Maybe not slurping, but there's nothing wrong with a good old fashioned chug.]

I'd try to deny that, but it seems you know me far too well.

[Something she finds she quite likes, actually.]

[notpredictable]

[He. Is. DAINTY, okay?]

Of course I do. [That gets a leer out of him, and a suggestive wink.]

Though I confess I can always know you better.

[You spoiled him.]