Mon Jan 07, 2013 9:47 pm by Inferno
"I think maybe I'm already drunk..." He said with a sheepish grin, "I don't know how safe it would be for me to fly this ship into the Shar Naddaa now... ow!" He visibly winced when she bit him and instictively reached for the hilt of his saberstaff - which was in his discarded cloak, currently elsewhere on the floor. Fumbling with that realization for a moment, he blinked a few times as he looked down upon himself, feeling naked without his fabric shrouding - and not just because he technically was half-naked; he never wore a shirt beneath his cloak... "I appear to be disarmed..." he said to himself in mild confusion.