Binary Soul

> Kelly PoV <

Ah, finally out of that blasted house. Tower. Whatever.

“Oi barkeep, pour me ano- *urp* another will ya?”

I call out to the bartender. He gives me a look like I’ve had too many. I say there’s not enough too many of him!

There’s only two of ya, think you can take me! Oh, beer’s here!

*GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG*

Ahhh, nothing beats werewolf ale. For being a bunch of fuzzy unsophisticated louts, they sure make good beer. I just wish they’d keep their hands to themselves. It’s not like their uh, blacksmithing and stuff, will get better with…

Wait, was it werewolves or dwarves I was thinking about. Hmmm.

Oh well, at least it’s peaceful here. I can’t even sleep with those two running wild. Are those even human noises they make. And they keep shaking the blasted house. Tower. What gives?

Is that little lass that sturdy? Hmm… maybe…

…

Huh? Oh right, peaceful. Wonder if the barkeeps will let me sleep here. Ah beer’s getting cold. I mean.. warm.

*GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG*

*SLAM*

Ah, that’s some good stuff. It hit me so hard I accidentally smashed the… bar… in two… Mug's still whole though. Good mug.

Good mug, yeah. Ah now there’s 5 barkeeps. Finally up for a fight huh? Want me to get up from the stool do ya?

All right I’ll show ya me mean right hoooooo-

*FLOP*

Oi, the ground jumped up and hit me! Feckin’ Runetap. Who fights with the ground in a fist fight?

Buncha cowards the lot of em. The ground’s no good… for fightin… but…

Mmmmm… cold….

*Snore Snore*

*Poke*

Go away mate

*Poke*

“MMrph”

There, that should-

*Poke*

Alright ya little, have a taste of me RISING UPPERCUT!

*Bang*

“Urk!”

Huhuhu, got ya good ya… guard… dressed… person… whoopsie…

Ah, now the werewolves are lookin’ at me funny. Right. Time for some.

Peaceful. Negotta- Nogo-

For some diplomacy!

“Lookie here fellas, let’s not do somet- *urp* something you’ll regret. Especially you winkie, stop givin me the stink eye!

Yea YOU! With the wink and the stink and the… oh I see how it is mate, you havin’ a go at me?

Alright, bring it, I’ll take you and all your mates!

I can whoop yer sorry hides with one h- *urp* hand tied behind my back!

Look, I’m calm buddy, you just *urp* need to not be *urp* so close cuz ya smell like wet dog.”

*Blam* *Crash*

Owww, for a lil puppy he sure packs a punch. Alright, kid gloves is off now.

Here I come ya fleabags!

* * *

“UUugh, my head…”

Yep, that’s a headache alright. Hangover or head injury - only time will tell.

I woke up in a filthy alley. Sun’s up already huh?

There’s some random bloke passed out in a trash bin next to me. Oh no, not again!

…

Okay, I still have my clothes on this time, so I think I’m safe.

Ah, I feel so much better now. Spiritually, at least.

Last night was worth it, though they probably won’t let me in that bar for a while.

I don’t remember anything past when I had that silver-haired one in a headlock.

Hopefully I didn’t steal anything this time.

I just hope Ellie and Red are finally back to normal.

Wait… what if that is their normal now.

Urk, no good.

*BLEUUURRRGH*

I vomited on the passed out guy. Well, it’s a life lesson for him.

I feel much better though. Wonder where else I can grab a pint around here?

...

Why am I still holding that mug?