ShinRA Trash Party

[notmyrealname]

Ain't no party as good as a ShinRa Party!

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[isafuckingvampire]

[So he was just looking to have drunken fun. With guns. Wonderful.

Vincent tilted his head down enough to hide his frown in the collar of his jacket, watching as the bar tender scurried over with the bourbon. He kept his silence until the man had left and after a hesitant moment he took the offered glass.

A slight nod is all Rufus would get before the man knocked the glass back in one swift go, sliding the now empty glass back onto the bar.]

Why here and now?

[corporateprince]

[Rufus stared in mild horror as the alcohol was dispatched so quickly. Bourbon was meant to be sipped, tasted and savored, not... Taken as a shot. He almost wanted to deny the man any more of the golden liquid, but he also wanted to get him at least tipsy...

... So he poured him another glass.]

Because we are both here right now. Because I've had some drinks and I think it would be fun. Do you need further reasons?

[isafuckingvampire]

[Vincent's just going to hide a smirk now because that reaction? Priceless.

He eyes the refilled glass with a bit of disdain though, not reaching for it just yet.]

Seems pointless but if you insist.

[corporateprince]

[That just makes you a douchebag, Vincent.]

I don't insist, but I do invite you to join me. I'm hardly here to order anyone to do anything.

[isafuckingvampire]

[You're one to talk.]

Good to know.

[He finally reaches for the glass and this time takes a sip of it rather than knocking it back.]

Where are we doing this?

[corporateprince]

[Oh, so he was game. This brings a smirk to Rufus' lips, and he nudges the full glass towards Vincent.]

There's a door to a back alley over there. It's contained and private, and I highly doubt gunshots in this area will cause too much commotion.

[isafuckingvampire]

[Why are you so intent on making him drink?]

Fine.

[The former Turk stands without another word, snagging the glass as he goes and finishing it off as he heads for the door Rufus had mentioned.

The sooner they got this over with the better.]