Hannibal put on a theatrical thinking face and nodded sagely. "True enough. No one cared who you were until you put on the mask." he responded, then immediately rolled his eyes. "What you do defines oneself to others. Both define who and what one is. But let's not start this again. Your stupid helmet doesn't have a straw so I'm the only one drinking here." He accented this point by sipping from his drink.
It seemed like there was going to be more waiting in Hannibal's immediate future. Always with the waiting. "I'd be happy to, so long as you mind me not doing that at all and using stun weapons instead." he replied cheerily, leaning his cheek against the hand not holding a burning bit of rolled paper and leaf. "Besides, I was never planning to kill you, so I'm sure it'll work out in the end." Hannibal was rather looking forward to their next meeting at this point. They always seemed to rendezvous at the strangest places and times.
He slid the bottle of green liquor towards the Arcanist's side of the table, smirking. "You owe me two shots, magic man. Take the whole thing. I owe you some glass as is, I think."
It seemed like there was going to be more waiting in Hannibal's immediate future. Always with the waiting. "I'd be happy to, so long as you mind me not doing that at all and using stun weapons instead." he replied cheerily, leaning his cheek against the hand not holding a burning bit of rolled paper and leaf. "Besides, I was never planning to kill you, so I'm sure it'll work out in the end." Hannibal was rather looking forward to their next meeting at this point. They always seemed to rendezvous at the strangest places and times.
He slid the bottle of green liquor towards the Arcanist's side of the table, smirking. "You owe me two shots, magic man. Take the whole thing. I owe you some glass as is, I think."
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