At Warriors

[itsastretch]

Ralph is in an unusually sober mood as he enters the bar. He's not sure if Ollie has told anyone else the reason behind the gathering, and it really doesn't matter. He just needs to get out of the house for a while. People are greeted with waves, small nods, or the occasional slight smile - though his heart is obviously not into the latter. "Thanks for coming guys, glad you could make it."

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Michael raised an eyebrow. "Too young? ME? You're joking right?"

He thought about it, having to consider. "Well, I am technically from the future, so I'm not really born YET here... so I'm probably at the age of like negitive four-hundred years.But..." He grined. "I can handle iot. Besideds.. now's the time for stories. And something involving Zee and alcohol? I've gotta hear.

Yo gotta spill now, bro."

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Ralph shakes his head firmly. "No chance. Zee would probably kill me. Or maybe just turn me into something awkward. Which would be... well... awkward. You can ask her yourself though. Let's just say she's a natural performer. Ending up on stage as a career... no real surprise."

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He raised an eyebrow. "Zee would kill you?" He shook his head and smiled just faintly. "She can't hurt a flea.... well, okay maybe she could." He waved his hand passively before running it through his hair. "Forget it. She could easily hurt a flea or anyone else for that matter, but I don't think she'd be able to KILL you in the literal sense anyway.

"But if you.. don't want to talk about it, I understand."