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Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 1, 2014 15:39:07 GMT -6
Alaric Saltzman, dressed in his usual shirt and jeans combo, walked into the Mystic Grill, his hands tucked in his jean pockets. He walked up to the bar and ordered a bottle of Johnny Walker. He smiled and looked over the people milling around the grill. Ric was tired after a long day grading papers and teaching slow, uncaring students. He sipped the drink, rolling the glass between his hands.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Oct 1, 2014 16:00:20 GMT -6
"I got it," he growled into the phone. He hung up with an annoyed sound, curling his fingers around the phone as he made his way through the Grill to the bar. A smirk tilted his lips as Alaric came into view, and sighed as he sat down next to him.
"You look like shit, Ric," he chuckled, pouring himself a drink from Alaric's bottle.
"Getting your ass kicked by students? Starting to lose your touch, buddy."
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 1, 2014 16:20:44 GMT -6
"You don't look much better, Damon!" He said with a dark laugh as he sipped the alcohol.
"Me? Getting my ass kicked? No, I think you have me confused with nearly everyone else in the world." Ric smiled thinly and looked up to his friend, "What's wrong with you then?"
Post by Damon Salvatore on Oct 1, 2014 16:38:12 GMT -6
"Brother keeps giving me the 'behave' speech and if I hear it one more time I'm going to kill him."
He let out a breath raising his glass to his lips. Klaus was getting on his last nerves, and it pissed him off even more that he didn't know how to kill the damn guy.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 1, 2014 16:58:44 GMT -6
"Oh? and when did you start listening to Stefan?" Ric downed the whiskey and poured yet another glass. He continued to roll the glass between his hands as he took a moment to think.
"Now, what if I keep your mind off killing, dear Stefan? I'm sure I can help keep you out of trouble with a good supply of whiskey."
Post by Damon Salvatore on Oct 1, 2014 23:26:04 GMT -6
"I've never listened to Stefan," he snorted. He took another drink and then pointed at Alaric. "However since we both want Elena to remain unharmed...we're compromising."
He raised a brow at Alaric, then smirked. He brought the glass to his lips one more time, then licked his lips as he lowered the glass to the counter.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 2, 2014 14:44:00 GMT -6
"Compromising? Well, I never thought I'd see the day." He laughed slightly but there was a serious look hidden behind his eyes that showed he agreed with Elena remaining unharmed. He couldn't bare to think about how he would deal with it if she was harmed. Or worse! He thought bitterly.
"One more bottle!" He said to the bartender with a smirk at Damon as he downed the glass. "So long as you can keep up with me, I'll pay."
Post by Damon Salvatore on Oct 2, 2014 15:25:47 GMT -6
"Which one of us is the vampire?" He scoffed. He pressed a finger against Alaric's chest with a grin. "I can drink you under this bar, buddy. And still be able to walk my ass home."
He grabbed the bottle, and poured him another drink. He raised the glass to take a drink and smirked.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 3, 2014 6:42:12 GMT -6
He laughed. "Yeah yeah, Mr Bigshot Vamp! But..." He sipped on the whiskey, smiling at the taste. It quickly turned into a smirk as an idea came to mind. "But, can you out dare me?"
Ric raised a challenging eyebrow as he downed the drink and poured yet another.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Oct 3, 2014 7:06:44 GMT -6
Damon raised his brow, turning his head slowly to look Alaric. He took a drink, setting his glass down to push it towards Alaric for the man to pour another glass for him. A grin spread out over his face after a moment, he picked up his glass and raised it towards Alaric in a cheers.
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 3, 2014 7:19:57 GMT -6
He chuckled and poured Damon yet another glass, taking a moment to study it in the light with a grin on his face before setting it down and pushing it back towards his friend.
"Let's do this then..." He had some of the whiskey and looked up at Damon. "Alright, what to start with..." Ric tapped his foot on the barstool as he thought for a long moment. Looking around the grill, he noticed there was a kareoke night and he smirked. "I dare you to go up there and sing ring of fire!"
Post by Alaric Saltzman on Oct 4, 2014 14:54:02 GMT -6
"Nope... I thought you were the powerful, flearless Damon?" He chuckled and clapped all too slowly as his friend walked up to the stage. He was really looking forward to this, after all... what could be better than dares with Damon Salvatore?!