12-16-2006, 01:39 PM
Marine slouched against the door-frame. "They wouldn't avoid me on purpose, at least, that's what they've told me." He pulled a small flask from his belt. The bottle was transparent green with a mud liquid that swirled around when he flicked his wrist. "Want a swig? It's Monk Juice." He uncorked the stopper and took a shot. Flame licked his throat and he coughed. "I have to warn you, it's pretty strong. The monks preffer it that way."