- 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀

// @Shishter-Snapped2  》 would love to rp!

// @Shuejinra  》 always

/   tense ?

/    love  love  unhinged  women!   give  me  anything  <3

// unhinged women I love you so

//  ignore the typos.......

「  @houseofstag  」
            
            argella was quite the socialable woman. especially at events such as thsse - she wanders in  tents , and would  speak with everybody  . no matter if you were a smallfolk or someone like a targaryen , with real blood and high status  - if you could drink and talk, she will drink and  talk .
            
            " storms end . . i   do believe i   had  visited  once or twice as  a  young Lady . it ' s  wonderful there -  there 's   quite  a  reason  it x s   called  storns  end . I ' m  from  blackhaven  , myself  .  "
            
            she held  out her  silver  cup towards him as he  refilled her wine , and some . some folk and their  less than  half glasses of  wine. if she  was drinking, she  wanted to  feel it .  she  takes a  sip ,  savoring  the taste on  her  tongue . she  settles it down  with a  polite ,  drunken  smile .
            
            " thank you,"  she utters looking up  at  him . one of  her  legs had crossed over the  other as  she  relaxed back  into the  seat  she  had  taken from  another .  argella  had wondered how she  hadn ' t  spoken to  him  until  now .  
            
            " that it  does , "  argella grins once more ,  and then  her  eyes had  a sort of  twinkle  to them .  " i know  some of these  folk  would be  pleased to  wake  up in the morrow and  find they have a  gold  dragon or  two and not remember  how they  got it . . "  a free hand had patted herself down, before realizing  she had  kept  her  coinpurse  safe in her  tent .  
            
            " mnn.  unfortunate  . . i  was in the  mood to  see  a  fight  now . . "
            
            //  I LOVE HOW U WRITE LYONEL UGHHH<3

@-dondarrions 
            a brief glance was given to those around him, most of which were lords or nobles of some kind.     even knights.     most that wanted his favor in some way or to get just a bit closer to a higher house within westros.      though, he gave little attention to most of them.     unless he was drunker then he’d actually admit, even to himself.   
            
                 “ i always throw a entertaining feast,  especially at storms end.  “  easily he agreed with an even bigger grin across his face.    laughter that came from his throat and wrinkles that gently appeared when he smiled big enough.      “  dancing is always a favorite, fighting is even better.   “  he’d muse gently with a wave of his hands.  
            
            the stag lord would easily take a pitcher of wine, settling it in his hands to pour her and himself a bit extra if it.    the silver pitcher then sat between them, he half sat on the table.   his leg lightly draped on it with the other just placed onto the ground below them.  
             
                    “ most of these people are too plastered to care,  “  he’d say with a certain tone against his voice, just before it turned into a joking one.    “ and that always makes a great chance for a fight to break out between them.    wonderful to watch.  gold tends to make them fight a bit longer.   “ 
            
            ;;   you are so fine! and i do apologize for how late mine is as well 

/   hhhhi

;  teehee

// <3

@-supermarshal //
            
                  He looked at him and he shook his head, “Yeahh no sorry I have no idea where this place is.” The cyborg space cowboy said and he fixed the hat.

@-Gunslinger_  》  "  you ' re  in  last  light , "   he  says ,  with  a slight   grin on   his face  .  "  you  lost ?  or  just had  too much  to drink  last  night ? "  he  chuckles  .

//  @purgatorys_sovereign  》  HELL YEA ty !!! He gives space marshal vibes frr (I'm sure he literally played a space marshal) aha

;  a mans got needs and the standard flamethrower wasn’t doing anything for him LMFAOO
            
            “Ahh,  you and I are the same.  Let me look at your rifle one day,  maybe I can tweak it a little if you wanted—love adding stuff onto others gear.”  A rather hearty laugh escapes,  some faces turn to look at them with raised eyebrows,  which doesn’t last too long.  “Hated the rifles when I first started,  slow to shoot,  terrible.  No wonder why so many people struggled.”  He says,  with an eyeroll and a scoff,  remembering the amount of times he has seen those guns fail his teammates.

// @7s2live  》not them both hating  standard weaponry LMFAO
            
              "  flamethrower ?  shiiit , "  marion  remarks  with  a grin .  he rests his arm  on the  table -  his  helmet  next  to him on  the table ,  recently cleaned and  spit  shine  .  his armor  was the  standard  issue ,  he had  no reason to  change  it -  and he was  able to run fast if  he needed to .  he leans in  again  .  "  had to  do the  same with  my  gun  -  was  just a . .  horrible rifle  before  ,  had to  put my  own  parts  on it . "  

A quiet huff,  lips curling into a small smile at the question.  “Frontlines,   tank,  I suppose.  One with a flamethrower.   And,  don’t tell anyone I’m saying this,  but—“  Brad lean in a little closer,  as if telling a secret. “—I tweaked my flamethrower,  made it my own,  the standard one wasn’t quite my style.”  With that being said,  he returns to his rather laidback posture,  all this heavy armour was starting to weigh him down—just a bit.

;   Here Or Else… :3

/    twerks

@-supermarshal 
            
            Gimme!!