[Sam260]

Aryin nodded at Larry "It's a good offer, open for whenever you're ready to take that step..." he paused slightly, clearly having trouble with the brain-tongue connection as the alcohol started heavily weighing on his mind "The people... I know aren't corrupt... At least *hic* I don't think they are..." he hiccuped halfway through his sentence, sure sign of the whiskey drilling a hole through his thick skull.

Aryin let his head loll back on his shoulders and the wall behind him, obviously needing a bit of support to keep his head from falling off "Walk back to my place?  Impossible... I live on the other side of the city... Big skyscraper building... can never miss it... looks good from a helicopter though... Ever been in a helicopter?  I have... It's fun..." he giggled slightly, the alcohol very obviously affecting him.

Aryin let Larry's words sink in - he knew, for a fact, that everyone had a dark history; he too had one... Would it be safe to trust this almost complete stranger with the sordid and dark details of his own?  He didn't know, nor likely did he care at the moment, the alcohol making his tongue loose enough to start spilling forth with information "I killed a few men... in my lifetime... The first man I ever killed... I was only eight... He tried to do things... with me, and my sister that - well, you know... it was bad" he seemed to snicker though, likely from the alcohol or even the memories, who could tell at this point? "My dad found out... Had no choice, since I killed him in our living room... He wasn't even mad... just told the maid to get rid of the carpet... Never knew where the body went though..." Aryin said with a shrug, blindly reaching for and successfully capturing the shot of Whiskey that had been poured, once again dropping it back and down his throat.

Aryin lazily looked in Larry's direction, a half-smirk on his face as he licked his lips "I've never broken fingers before... or cut out a tongue... never had too... Dad always took care of things... always." he sounded like he was getting sleepier by the minute, his words slurring and becoming less intelligent than they had been before.

"I didn't have a choice... choosing a different outlet... I couldn't stay here and live the life... It was never for me... I did what I had to though... got a nice shiny badge out of it and everything..." he let the words slip mindlessly, alcohol and Aryin never mixed well, and now his secret was out there - would Larry catch on though?  Tough to say with both of their brains being as muddled as they were from the Whiskey.