Stats

The RP has a total of 22 lines, 814 words, and 4400 characters.
The average line consists of 37.0 words that themselves average 4.41 characters taking about 4 minutes, 51 seconds.
Evening Breeze said a total of 10 lines, 345 words, and 1869 characters.
Evening Breeze's average line consists of 34.5 words that themselves average 4.42 characters taking about 4 minutes, 58 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 12 lines, 469 words, and 2531 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 39.08 words that themselves average 4.4 characters taking about 4 minutes, 46 seconds.

18:32 GyroFeather wanders into the bar and takes a seat next to the changeling.

18:36 Evening_Breeze looks over at the peacock gryph and gives a curt, cordial nod. "Gyro."

18:38 GyroFeather gives his master a wave of the tail and a little forced smile. "I...didnt expect to see you in here breeze..."

18:43 Evening_Breeze feels a little smirk pull at the corner of his mouth. "I wasn't really expecting to see you here, either. Not sure why you'd think I'd avoid this place, though."

18:47 GyroFeather gives a little laugh and shifts in his seat. He then shrugs and turns back to the bar, before fumbling in his pouch. "Hey...you know...it looks like I forgot my coin bag...you wouldnt mind would you?"

18:50 Evening_Breeze blinks, then rolls his eyes at the gryphon. "Oh, did you now?" He shakes his head, for a moment considering whether or not he should just refuse and let the peacock get acquainted with a stomach... but then again that would mean letting someone else eat his pet, and he doesn't like that idea. "You owe me," he grunts.

18:52 GyroFeather gives a happy little chirp at the response and then drags a teasing tail over the changeling's chitin, before turning to look for a bartender. not seeing one he hops over the bar and grabs some top shelf rum and pours himself a full glass. "Can I get something for you breeze?" He felt relitively secure this evening, as much as he wasnt a fan of the changeling, he figured he'd keep him safe.

18:53 Evening_Breeze looks down at his empty glass and then at Gyro's choice of drink. "Scotch. Straight. And if you want the good stuff, then you'll owe me extra," he warns, his tail flicking.

18:55 GyroFeather laughs at the changeling and sets his glass down and turns to grab the scotch. He lifts his tail and wiggles it teasingly, dragging a feathered tip up his taint to tickle upon his hole. He then returns, pouring the scotch into the glass, and then hopping over the counter once more. "I think I can survive that."

18:57 Evening_Breeze narrows his eyes to blue slits, but the little smirk is still tugging at his lips as he watches. "Don't get too cocky, Gyro~" he hisses, giving the peacock a wink.

18:58 GyroFeather snorts and then leans over to give the stallion a teasing peck. "Oh, dont worry, I know that that's your job, not mine." He then turns back to his drink and takes a long gulp, as if nothing had happened moments ago.

19:08 Evening_Breeze lets out a little huff, but secretly he's glad the peacock is being affectionate at least, if a little...uppity. "Keep talking, sweetie, your beak is writing a lot of cheques there."

19:12 GyroFeather casts a wry glance over at the changeling and takes a long sip of his drink, letting some of that warm liquid flow out onto his tongue before setting it down. "Mmmmm~ This is excellent rum. I might have to take the whole bottle~"

19:30 Evening_Breeze nudges Gyro. "You're playing a dangerous game, sweetie... But I'll tell you what, you take an impressive meal, and I'll let you drink all the rum you want."

19:33 GyroFeather gives a little snort and then flicks his tail back and forth. "Oh? What if I want more than rum?" He asks, as his eyes immediately begin to scan the room for those that showed.

19:35 Evening_Breeze leans in and presses his chitinous side against Gyro's feathered body. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, eh? Besides, I've got to give you some limits."

19:42 GyroFeather grumbles to himself and curls his tail over Breeze's neck. "Fine...but you better at least include mixers then." he says with a sigh.

19:45 Evening_Breeze puts a foreleg around Gyro and gives him a gentle but not altogether pleasant squeeze. "I 'better' do nothing. I'm doing you a service by picking up your tab. I don't owe you, you owe me. All right?" he says, offering a broad grin that shows off too many teeth.

19:50 GyroFeather shivers as he feels the hard chitinous leg press around his form, and pulling him into the squeeze. "Fine...though certainly you wouldnt want me to suffer the effects of not being able to pay right?"

19:52 Evening_Breeze gives him another little squeeze. "Oh, of course not. But then again, I think it's on you to pick your drinks carefully. After all, if you get greedy and I don't pay for you, then which of us do you think has it worse off?"

20:05 GyroFeather gives a nervous little nod and then clenches his beak. "Y-ya...I suppose you're right. Still...you wouldn't leave me hanging like that..." he asserts, with a bit of uncertain waver in his voice. He leaves his glass on the bar for a moment, eying it warily.

20:14 GyroFeather heh's at that and then leans forward to take another sip of his glass. He went silent now, realizing that he probably ought not to push his luck. The alcohol was begining to work its magic though, letting him become a little more loose.