A wiff that she took the moment she walked into the bar told her everything she needed to know.
Kalliste looked around and found the new guy sitting at a table.
"So yer the miner that want in, ye?"
She grabbed a chair and sat in front of the man.
"All dandy and shiz. But i want names, where you worked, who you worked with, what hand do ya drink, what color is your favorite underwear and whatever i feel like knowin'."
One of the waitresses placed a glass of Jack Daniels in front of Kalliste.
Kalliste made a funny look at the glass and turned to the waitress.
"Where's the gorram bottle?"
The waitress jumped a little in fear and ran to the bar counter.
Kalliste looked at the man and grabbed the glass.
"And i got to warn ya. You frack up or look at us in a way we don't like.. We'll kill ya, your pants, your rocks, and your pocket change."
She gupled the Jack Daniels and felt the burn going down her throat.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop