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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PHIL CONNORS. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 020.22.473.65 *** goodweather has joined 020.22.473.65 <goodweather> You have reached the chatroom of Ryslig's favorite weatherman, Phil Connors <goodweather> If you're contacting me for business deals offer me a price first <goodweather> But if you're looking for a more "fun" time, I'm all ears. ;) | ||||

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[As if he wouldn't try whoring beer off of someone anyway.]
But yeah we can meet at the Grapevine. Meet me there in about ten minutes?
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yeah yo ill metchu there gimme a bit i gotta let neku an josh know where im going
[His leash is well monitored and for a very damned good reason.
At least he's surprisingly somewhat on time to the Grapevine, wearing light clothes because his fur mostly keeps him warm. He looks a little nervous to be out, his ears twisting as he looks around to see if Phil arrived. The biggest difference to show the alliance drop is those earrings that lit up with his mood are gone, leaving two little scar spots where they were.]
<goodweather> > action
[When Beat arrives, Phil is already there nursing a bourbon. He gives a slight wave when his eye catches Beat and pats the seat next to him.]
About time you showed up, kid!
[It doesn't matter if Beat arrived ten minutes later or one hour later.]
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[He moves to plop his butt down beside Phil, sighing a little as he curls his tail around to keep the large thing out of the way. And he'll order himself a light beer, shut up, he's not a hard drinker unless it's spiked punch.]
... You been aight, yo? I hope Felfri weren't too much....
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But at that question... he sighs and leans back.]
... Eh, not the worst thing Elias ever did to me, I guess. [He sips his drink. God, Elias starving him really was a year ago huh...?] Pissed me off knowing that Elias could see my every move, and tried to throw us into this whole war shit.
[He looks back at Beat.]
What about you? I don't think I saw you much during the whole Felfri shit.
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Yea... Wish I'd listen to more peeps 'bout how Elias ain't really 'bout that shit he says he is.
[The question makes him grimace again.]
Be gladchu di'nt. I mightas well been Head Cult Fucker of Elias. I weren't nice to be 'round. 'Specially to peeps who was Fog-sided. Was Rev aight?