It’s not the fault of good old whiskey

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Who: Everyone on Moira!
When: Through the whole month of August
Where: Mero Deck #25
What: the new speakeasy: Niels Bahr is finally ready and taking some customers
Warnings: General drunk shenanigans? Some underage kid drinking? Will update if necessary

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Comments

[whatshimadayou]

That does not matter.

You asked me what my plan was, and there it is. I will ensure that Genji returns home. Everything else is secondary.

[flashbanging]

Ain't that interesting.

[ He pauses a moment, as though thinking something over carefully. Then he glances down at his cup. Empty. ]

And look here--I'm all done. Your lucky day.

[ He stands up, and manages to wince only slightly as he stretches. ]

[whatshimadayou]

Feh. If you did not waste it on idle chatter.

[Hanzo raises his glass, as if to have another drink, but he stops to peer up at the cowboy.]

Sated your curiosity? Feel more assured about what you think of me?

[flashbanging]

[ He scratches at his bearded chin, his tone light and casual. ]

Seems to me like you're workin' real hard to present a certain image of yourself. Seems to me like you'd prefer it if the rest of us just saw you as some hopeless case who don't got no good in him.

[ He glances back at Hanzo, his own already dark eyes shaded by the brim of his hat. But there's a sharpness there, a keenness that belies his easygoing drawl. ]

But it's mighty curious that someone strivin' so much after this particular image has decided to invest himself entirely in the welfare of the man he tried to kill.

[ He smiles, real slow. ]

But, what do I know? I'm just a fool, after all.

[ He tips his hat. ]

Take care now, Shimada.

[whatshimadayou]

[Despite how it seems that McCree's an idiot, there is something cunning in him, and Hanzo does not like it. The way his eyes look, and how his conclusion is introspective.

Hanzo scowls, close to snarling as he snaps:]

You could not hope to comprehend my intent!

Get out of my sight. Go.

[flashbanging]

[ He just laughs. ]

Whatever you say, darlin'.

[ And he's off, shaking his head. Tiresome. ]