"If you drink anymore of it, a boy like you might leave it behind whether you wish it or not."
What's a little liquor-related ribbing between--
No, Jaime doesn't make friends easily; possibly because he threatens people with swords, but in fairness, looting is as forgivable in medieval Westoros as it is in monster-torn Baedal. He has no frame of reference, naturally, of a flooded New Orleans. His smile is natural, there, but a little crooked; green eyes flick towards the direction that Marty indicates.
"Bribery? With a currency that isn't yours to be traded. I admire your enterprise. But no, I came in here to deal with you. Abandon what you have," he says, and this time, removes his sword from its sheath, "or I shall win back all you've taken. One way or another."
He doesn't have a badge, though. It doesn't appear to be a concern for Jaime.
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What's a little liquor-related ribbing between--
No, Jaime doesn't make friends easily; possibly because he threatens people with swords, but in fairness, looting is as forgivable in medieval Westoros as it is in monster-torn Baedal. He has no frame of reference, naturally, of a flooded New Orleans. His smile is natural, there, but a little crooked; green eyes flick towards the direction that Marty indicates.
"Bribery? With a currency that isn't yours to be traded. I admire your enterprise. But no, I came in here to deal with you. Abandon what you have," he says, and this time, removes his sword from its sheath, "or I shall win back all you've taken. One way or another."
He doesn't have a badge, though. It doesn't appear to be a concern for Jaime.