Originally Posted by MathyXFTW
Don't you mean a squirrel eatin' a muffin?
He stares down at Lulu confused, putting the girl's hat back on her with a tiny laugh.
In what way do you think I wouldn't last a minute?
Lavrin sort of considers the pseudo-suggestive nature of this, though he pouts just a tiny bit, going as if to reach for the pouch of gold. He does so hesitantly, knowing full well that this woman is a Deceiver.
I can't treat a lady to a drink? No strings attached, honest. Just looking for a drinking partner's all. It's not as if comrades are something I happen to have in large quantity. ... Er, or any quantity, now that I mention it.
The thought sort of bothers him but he won't let it ruin his buzz. He'd never expected to make a lot of friends in Noxus. That's not how you went places in Noxus.
[CENTER]- Lavrin Xiloscient, Archer for Noxus
"Certainly not the sort of drink you'd think of treating someone such as I to, no," Leblanc smirked. "And I assure you, you would not want me as a drinking partner. You don't seem to be...my type. No offense to you, but I drink with equals, not...You. Impress me with something more than your alcoholic breath and your stagger, then you may buy me a drink. Tell you what, I'll make a deal with you. If you can walk more than three steps out of where you are currently standing, no magic, no voodoo, just your own willpower...my body is yours to do with as you please. If you cannot, then you owe me one favor of my choosing."
The smile on the deceiver's face widened, "I will assure you though, that you will find it a most difficult task."
If he chose to do so, Lavrin would find that every step he would take, he would find himself to remain completely in place. If he ran, he would not go any further than he has. No matter what he did, if he crawled, if he jumped, if he ran, if he walked, he would not move any further than his current location. It would be as if he were walking in place, and would look like as if he were doing a very famous sort of gravity defying walk.