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odorekijin[Bradley's Room]
Bradley: Hey Sage, still up?
Akira: Sorry to bother you while you’re having some alone-time. I just needed to check some details for tomorrow’s mission. ...Hm?
Wow… That bottle you’re drinking from is gorgeous, especially the way it’s so finely sculpted.
Bradley: Heh, lookatcha: you’ve got flair fer that kinda stuff now, don’tcha? But yeah, yer spot on: that’s a top-tier bottle crafted by a famous glass artisan.
It’s my go-to fancy shmancy booze fer when yer man wanna drink by himself; a lil’ treat for both eyes and mouth.
Akira: Whaaa...! So does that also mean that you pick your drinks based on your mood?
Bradley: Sometimes, yeah. Same goes fer that bottle over there for example, see?
Akira: Hmm, you mean the blue one on the shelf?
Bradley: Yeah, well that's the kinda drink you’d pick after snatchin’ some lord’s treasure secured by shit tons of guards. That one’s got a fresh kick to it.
Akira: H-Huh, I’d say that’s more for when things go dangerously south.
Bradley: An’ next to that is the one for when I get my ass handed in one shot by Oz or Mithra.
Akira: This one’s almost finished though...!?
Bradley: I can empty it out right here, right now too.
Akira: Nonono...!
Bradley: Damn, don’t piss yer pants just fer that. Anyway, so now I’ve got this lil’ guy I just pulled out...
Akira: This is...?
Bradley: This one’s fer when I feel like sharin’ a drink with someone.
I'm sorta bored of drinkin’ solo now that yer here. Sage, yer gonna keep me company fer a chat all night, ay?
