[Huh, well. Alright then. One of the larger sailors, some gigantic chimera that seemed bear and moose, stepped away from the crowd to retrieve the drink. Fang's apologetic smile edged towards a grin.]
Your loss. Suits me just fine; spent ten years bossin' around a gang of bored bandits. Just about half of all they did was drink.
[Fang wandered over towards a set of crates, hopping up to sit on one. Honestly, this sort of thing was better. If Alex wasn't a combatant, she would've felt bad bullying her in the ring.]
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Your loss. Suits me just fine; spent ten years bossin' around a gang of bored bandits. Just about half of all they did was drink.
[Fang wandered over towards a set of crates, hopping up to sit on one. Honestly, this sort of thing was better. If Alex wasn't a combatant, she would've felt bad bullying her in the ring.]