Mithrun grabs the ledge of the counter and swings himself over faster than he'd made it over the first way, landing light on his feet because he's already in motion by the time he hits the ground. It's a quick and rapid stride to Michel - one that punctuates with Mithrun grabbing Michel by the front of his shirt with particular violence. With such arctic ferocity in the force of his presence, it's easy to forget for a hot second that there's about a foot of difference to them.
His tone is sharp: )
What files.
( Thankfully PVP probably isn't enabled in Fine Wine so this is just really uncomfortable, if anything... though there is a whole row of alcohol bottles in reach, which is a bit awkward. )
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Mithrun grabs the ledge of the counter and swings himself over faster than he'd made it over the first way, landing light on his feet because he's already in motion by the time he hits the ground. It's a quick and rapid stride to Michel - one that punctuates with Mithrun grabbing Michel by the front of his shirt with particular violence. With such arctic ferocity in the force of his presence, it's easy to forget for a hot second that there's about a foot of difference to them.
His tone is sharp: )
What files.
( Thankfully PVP probably isn't enabled in Fine Wine so this is just really uncomfortable, if anything... though there is a whole row of alcohol bottles in reach, which is a bit awkward. )