The Perfect Weapon (2 person rp, open)

"Test me." i say a bit cockily

Lesley:

"Test you?" I repeated and smiled wickedly. You sure you want me to do that?"

i smirked a bit "unless you dont think you could prove that im drunk"

he kinda looks like Damien from vampire diaries when he is smirking or joking around for reference here he is lol)

((Hehe okay.))

Lesley:

"Well lets see." I said stepping up close to him.

I watch her waiting "well?"

Lesley:

I put one hand lightly on his chest over his heart at the same time I reached up an touched his face. "Why is it you think you don't get drunk? Is it some sort of training you went through? What, drug and alcohol tolerance?" I asked quietly, running my thumb delicately across his bottom lip.

"they had put me through a lot of tests. Seeing if i could get past the effects of spiked drinks or allcohol was one of them." i say quietly, looking at her.

Lesley:

"Mmm, and I take it you passed? And that's why you're so cocky about it?" I said softly, smiling. I bushed hair out of his eyes gently and trailed my hand on his chest slowly down.

"I dont think im being cocky, if i am its just how i am." i shrug a bit "what ar eyou doing exactly?"

Lesley:

“I’m testing you.” I said simply.

and how is that, pray tell." i say watching her, amused.

Lesley:

I grinned and stepped back from him. "You are effected. You're slower and not as aware." I told him holding up his wallet that I had taken from his pocket without him knowing.

its yours, stole it earlier. Thats why i didnt bother" i smirk walking back inside

Lesley:

I scowled and looked at it. It was mine. I tossed it aside and went after him.

I chuckle a bit again getting more to drink

Lesley:

"You can't just not be affected. That isn't possible." I said.

I dont get drunk. I move slightly slower, but my thoughts dont change."

Lesley:

"That's BS. What is the point of drinking then? You can't love the taste that much."

I shrug. "I may get drunk eventually. I never drank enough to find out"

Lesley:

"Whatever." I said leaving him and going into the living room.

whats your problem?" i frown

Lesley:

"You're irritating me." I said simply as I flopped down onto the couch.

"your the one who brought me back here"

Lesley:

"You don't have to stay." I said turning the TV on.

fine." i shrug heading for the door