[016: VIDEO // ACTION for Ken]

[makesfolktalky]

[Ray is at a bar. Not one of the ones he usually frequents if you're paying attention to the background, but still a bar. The table he's at is littered with empty glasses, suggesting he's already been there a while. There's one whiskey chaser left in front of him, which he drinks down before addressing the video feed

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[playstheblues]

...what do you mean by poof?

[makesfolktalky]

A fairy.

[playstheblues]

I take it you don't mean the literal kind.

[makesfolktalky]

I mean the fudgepackin' kind.

What, you think I'm gonna go around talkin' about the soddin' tooth fairy, do you?

[Private]

[lady_wandering]

Mr. Carling, I really don't think this is helping you any.

[Private]

[makesfolktalky]

I don't care, all right?

I really don't care.

Re: [Private]

[lady_wandering]

You will care when Chief Beckett finds out. Wasn't she trying to keep this quiet?

[Private]

[makesfolktalky]

Yeah. Then Chris went and started mouthing off about it. Seems like that lying git's doin' it an' all, so there really don't seem t'be all that much point in keepin' quiet about it.

[bladed_siberian]

[How Ken had ended up at the same bar was pure coincidence, but when he entered, he didn't even bother to look around. It was odd for him, yes, but he really couldn't care less tonight. There was a little bit of a stumble in his step, showing he'd already been visiting other establishments, but apparently, it hadn't been enough. He motioned to the bartender, then walked over, leaning in to order something.]

[makesfolktalky]

[Ray looked up as he entered, tensing as he noticed who it was. Did he know? Of course he did. Why else would the bastard show up here, of all places? Ray didn't stand. Yet. He just placed his hands on the table, ready to push himself to his feet when Ken noticed him.]

[bladed_siberian]

[Ken didn't see him until he turned around, a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a glass in the other. Dark eyes narrowed at the sight.]

Looks like there's some trash around here. You'd think they'd clean it up every now and again.

[makesfolktalky]

[Ray stood abruptly, blue eyes fixing on him coldly as he edged around the table.]

I'll save 'em a job. Put that bottle down. No point wastin' good booze over the likes of you.

[dude_imbatman]

Ray...if you wanna hit something come hit me. Hitting Ken is only going to hurt your case. Which I know you don't give a crap about but since I'm trying to convince everyone that it wasn't you I do.

let's say this is a few hours after they've gone their seperate ways

[makesfolktalky]

Well, I 'ope you're doin' a better job of convincin' than Chris 'as been.

Re: let's say this is a few hours after they've gone their seperate ways

[dude_imbatman]

I'm telling them you were either possessed or a skinwalker has gotten it's hands on you. Wanna let me throw some salt at you? While we're at it stick you video up a sec so I can Christo you.

[makesfolktalky]

...So you can what me?

Audio ][

[worksmart]

Maybe you've had enough for one night.

Audio ][ a few hours later

[makesfolktalky]

I'll drink 'owever much as I want.