Who: Garin Braden and Open What: Just hanging around the casino When: Friday afternoon Where: The casino Warnings: TBA Status: Open/On-going
Garin's life most consisted of work, Reileen, and more than occasionally harassing people he knew. That sometimes translated into lurking around the casino because, well, it was disproportionately staffed by people from the same world and they all had a history with him in one way or another. He couldn't help being an instigator sometimes, it was just so fun.
This time, though -- or at least at the moment -- all he was doing was having a drink at the bar. Which wasn't to say he wouldn't end up bothering someone or other. At least he knew it wouldn't result in Valkyrie punching him in the face again.
Probaby.
The thought brought a smile to his lips as he took a sip of his drink. That had been an interesting variation on the greeting he usually got out of people from that world. Stifling another smile, he turned his attention to the people nearby.