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[Leaves rustling]
[Multiple people shouting in the distance]
Man: I'm gonna ask you this one more time. Why the fuck were you looking at my girl?
Louise: Babe, stop-
Isaac: I wasn't.
Man: Then who were you looking at?!
Isaac: Definitely not you.
Man: You-
Louise: Seriously, stop!
Man: Why're you defendig him?
Louise: I'm not-
Man: But you are, though.
Mikah: Is this really necessary?
Isaac: [Yawns]
Man: Oh, I'm sorry, am I boring you?
Isaac: Yes.
Mikah: Can we just go, please?
[Bickering]
Sorya: [Clears throat]
Man: The fuck do you want?
Louise: Shut up! That's Sorya!
Man: Who?
Louise: You can't be serious.
Mikah: [Sigh] He's the bar manager at Mooniva, and he works here. [Gestures to the tattoo shop]
Sorya: So what's all this about, then?
Louise: [Sigh] Wouldn't you like to know...
Man: Just dealing with this street scum.
Isaac: Tell him why.
Man: Shut up, cunt.
Isaac: Make me.
Man: I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Sorya: Enough.
Louise: [Hushed] Babe, seriously. He's not worth it.
Isaac: You should listen to your girlfriend.
Man: Shut. Up.
Isaac: This wet wipe over here thinks I was making a move on his girlfriend or whatever.
Sorya: Well, were you?
Isaac: [Scoff] Of course not. Not my fauly he feels threatened by me.
Louise: I don't think-
Man: I'm not threatened by him. My girl's got standards.
Isaac: Not very high standards, apparently.
Louise: Hey! Rude, much?!
Mikah: You are not a very nice person...
Isaac: Oh, really? What gives you the impression?
Sorya: [Sigh] If you're gonna fight, can you at least go somewhere else? I don't particularly want to end up distracted at work.
Louise: They're not going to fight, we have places to be. Isn't that right?
Man: [Grumbles]
Mikah: We were just leaving anyway. There's a train we really need to catch!
Louise: Great, let's go. Babe!
Man: [Mutters] I'm coming...
Sorya: Isaac. Why am I not surprised? Having fun, were you?
Isaac: Yeah, you know me. Making new friends every day.
Sorya: With that guy? You've got shit taste.
Isaac: Figured I'd broaden my horizons, you know?
Sorya: What're you doing here anyway?
Isaac: Jheez, Sorya. Am I not allowed to go for a nice, early morning run?
Sorya: Fuck off were you going for a run.
Isaac: Y'got me there. Was picking up drugs.
Sorya: [Snort] Of course you were.
Isaac: Yeah, and then that fuck stopped me, but it's fine, because Prince Charming came to the rescue.
Sorya: Oh, so I'm not Superman anymore, then?
Isaac: Nah, you've just got promoted.
Sorya: [Laughs] Good to know.
Isaac: As lovely as this was, I've got beatings to avoid so...
Sorya: [Snort] Of course you do.
Sorya: Don't get killed!
Isaac: I make no promises!
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I have a question about this image of Xanathar's Thieves Guild.
Why does he have sexily lounging elf boys?
I ask because I cannot imagine a beholder being attracted to anything other than itself. Does he just understand Sexily Lounging Elf Boys to be a status symbol, and he wants anyone who visits to know he can afford Sexily Lounging Elf Boys?
Maybe I'm the asshole here for assuming. Maybe these boyfriends are master tacticians here to advise Xanathar, they happen to like wearing leather pants and no shirts and I should be less quick to reduce them to sex objects.
I don't care, I love it, this is all I can think of every time I see it:
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