[ She nodded, satisfied that it wasn't broken. She watched the way that Ashe's lip shook, but made no comment - she was sure that, like herself, she would have rather it didn't have attention drawn to it. Emotions were difficult enough to deal with without being forced to discuss them, particularly not with someone who hated feelings just as much.
She gave a small chuckle instead, going to give the bottle a tap with her finger. ]
[ That was yet another thing for her to like about Moira. The woman didn't press. It wasn't lost on her that they seemed to have their share of similarities. They were different in many ways. Moira was so much more reserved than she was, but their ideals were definitely similar.
Looks like they shared Irish blood too. ]
Is it? I don't think about it much, but then again I don't think about my bloodline a lot. I think some great...whatever left due to poverty and came stateside to build a fortune. [ She thought for a moment, her mind was hazy and she looked at her with a puzzled look before taking a drink. ] Did I offer you a glass? Never good to drink alone.
[ Ashe goes to get up, but the pain in her ankle still twinges a bit, despite being improved and she's just plain old exhausted. Not to mention it's clear from the way her eyes widen that the room was spinning.
Instead she lazily snaps her fingers. ] BOB. Get this nice lady a shot glass. Looks like I've got a drinkin' partner after all. [She points towards the cupboard. ]
Yeah, that would make enough sense. Never really had a sit down to learn my family's history. I do know that they found out that the gold they were searching for was black and thick and spilling out of the planet.
[ B.O.B. meanwhile sets down a shot glass in front of Moira and Ashe pours the liquor. ]
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She gave a small chuckle instead, going to give the bottle a tap with her finger. ]
Your Irish blood is showing.
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Looks like they shared Irish blood too. ]
Is it? I don't think about it much, but then again I don't think about my bloodline a lot. I think some great...whatever left due to poverty and came stateside to build a fortune. [ She thought for a moment, her mind was hazy and she looked at her with a puzzled look before taking a drink. ] Did I offer you a glass? Never good to drink alone.
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Likely during the famine. I think that's when most decided to escape and go towards the states. Hoping to find food and maybe streets paved in gold.
[ She hummed as she looked at the whiskey, nodding. ] You had. Perhaps one glass wouldn't hurt.
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Instead she lazily snaps her fingers. ] BOB. Get this nice lady a shot glass. Looks like I've got a drinkin' partner after all. [She points towards the cupboard. ]
Yeah, that would make enough sense. Never really had a sit down to learn my family's history. I do know that they found out that the gold they were searching for was black and thick and spilling out of the planet.
[ B.O.B. meanwhile sets down a shot glass in front of Moira and Ashe pours the liquor. ]