by Glenn » Sat Oct 13, 2012 3:09 pm
"Pssshhnn." Was the strange noise that came out from his nose and lips simultaneously. It was some combination of scoff, exhale, belch, and admonishing somethingorother. It was neither very dignified nor professional but then neither was he. "Iffin it weren't for the drink, I'd only have one option, not two. Does all of us a disservice to mar its good name like that." Expands the mind, it does. Or kicks the mind into working because by this point Lentham's brain wanted to do anything but.
It soldiered on, somehow, maybe with a little sip to help it along. "It's like this. She was the Marshall, which sounds like martial, which is what she was. Saw her once, maybe, training the soldiers, pretty good. Not sure she could take Kaczmarek, but it'd be worth paying to see." and people did pay to see such things, just not here. Shame. "Good enough. Make things interesting for you. Iffin you can kill at all, which people in the know seem to doubt," and he'd pause and take a sip of the flask again, see if maybe she'd take a swipe, end the grief and pain and all that? Yes? No? If not, he'd continue. "You'd do it to her face. Make a show of it. Especially if you were going to brag about it later. Not sneak up and slit her throat. Less you were afraid, way I see it."