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LETS GET IT STARTED [O, drinking party] - Dimitri - 10-05-2018
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Good times and good vibes. Dagon wasn't one for sharing, but Divertiemento had convinced him into it. Dagon had pulled out a spread in the middle of camp, whiskey, wine, water, and other alcohols. He had mostly Whiskey glasses- because that's what he used.
It was late at night, too. Not much of a party.
Ya gotta get these people going, Dagon!
"Everybody! I got drinks! Come on get some!"
It was late at night, too. Not much of a party.
Ya gotta get these people going, Dagon!
"Everybody! I got drinks! Come on get some!"
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Re: LETS GET IT STARTED [O, drinking party] - myah - 10-06-2018
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Myah approached carefully, examining the whiskey and assortment of alcohol that Dagon had placed in the middle of camp. She flicked her right ear, her dark brown eyes narrowing carefully. She had never tried alcohol. She didn't much see the appeal, but she approached nonetheless and tentatively tried some.
It stung. The rex tossed it away from her, hissing and spitting onto the ground. Why would anyone like this stuff? She shook her head, her curly fur bobbing and her tail-fur fluffed out, claws unsheathed. She looked as if she were about to enter a battle.
After realizing how foolish she looked and how much of an overreaction that had been, she slowly regained composure, sighing.
She shook her head, and stuck her tongue out, moving her paws in a way that could only indicate 'that tastes bad'.
Myah approached carefully, examining the whiskey and assortment of alcohol that Dagon had placed in the middle of camp. She flicked her right ear, her dark brown eyes narrowing carefully. She had never tried alcohol. She didn't much see the appeal, but she approached nonetheless and tentatively tried some.
It stung. The rex tossed it away from her, hissing and spitting onto the ground. Why would anyone like this stuff? She shook her head, her curly fur bobbing and her tail-fur fluffed out, claws unsheathed. She looked as if she were about to enter a battle.
After realizing how foolish she looked and how much of an overreaction that had been, she slowly regained composure, sighing.
She shook her head, and stuck her tongue out, moving her paws in a way that could only indicate 'that tastes bad'.
Re: LETS GET IT STARTED [O, drinking party] - NUI HARIME - 10-06-2018
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drinking. nui was never really the one for such things; barely tasted alcohol on her lips. never really understood the appeal. alcohol made you slow. made you stupid and dulled your senses. she understood that downed downed it; downed it to forget. but there wasn't anything, she was aware of thus far that she wanted to forget, and just because she could, it didn't mean she should.
the bunny approached if only to quench her own interest. she came over; fully anticipating the arrival of a bunch of giggling, doofy faces twisted into ungraceful expressions later on. her knowledge of wines and beverages were so far and few in between that she wasn't sure what to think. only knew that drinking affected people in different ways, and that this little set up was the perfect building block for a memorable afternoon. a couple of spilt amidst between drunken lips and slurred tongues. perhaps a few others making complete fools of themselves to the absolute pleasure of her amusement. either way, nui came and not for a good reason.
then again, there were a fair number of things nui did for less than honest intentions.
as it was, her first mistake that evening would be offering to join in on the fun.
'let's see what the hubbub is all about, i suppose.' the herbivore eyed the glasses. each baring different shapes of bottle, some with different brands... and each looking like a sickening shade of amber.
her further distrust is heightened at myah's own reaction. nui has promised herself that she'll take a sip. only a sip, and she's already starting to regret it.
little does she know that single 'sip' will turn into many sips more.
"what do you enjoy about this? it certainly doesn't seem to taste good," she expertly pops the cap off of a bottle with deft paws; a sign of exceptional power, even within her tiny vessel, and raises the mouth of the container to her lips. only a sip. a fat tongue flickers out to catch some liquid on her tongue. it is bitter; it isn't too terrible because she hasn't swallowed much.
maybe it'll taste better if she keeps drinking before. she wants to get a feel for the taste.
her lapping tongue licks up a little more of the whiskey.
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drinking. nui was never really the one for such things; barely tasted alcohol on her lips. never really understood the appeal. alcohol made you slow. made you stupid and dulled your senses. she understood that downed downed it; downed it to forget. but there wasn't anything, she was aware of thus far that she wanted to forget, and just because she could, it didn't mean she should.
the bunny approached if only to quench her own interest. she came over; fully anticipating the arrival of a bunch of giggling, doofy faces twisted into ungraceful expressions later on. her knowledge of wines and beverages were so far and few in between that she wasn't sure what to think. only knew that drinking affected people in different ways, and that this little set up was the perfect building block for a memorable afternoon. a couple of spilt amidst between drunken lips and slurred tongues. perhaps a few others making complete fools of themselves to the absolute pleasure of her amusement. either way, nui came and not for a good reason.
then again, there were a fair number of things nui did for less than honest intentions.
as it was, her first mistake that evening would be offering to join in on the fun.
'let's see what the hubbub is all about, i suppose.' the herbivore eyed the glasses. each baring different shapes of bottle, some with different brands... and each looking like a sickening shade of amber.
her further distrust is heightened at myah's own reaction. nui has promised herself that she'll take a sip. only a sip, and she's already starting to regret it.
little does she know that single 'sip' will turn into many sips more.
"what do you enjoy about this? it certainly doesn't seem to taste good," she expertly pops the cap off of a bottle with deft paws; a sign of exceptional power, even within her tiny vessel, and raises the mouth of the container to her lips. only a sip. a fat tongue flickers out to catch some liquid on her tongue. it is bitter; it isn't too terrible because she hasn't swallowed much.
maybe it'll taste better if she keeps drinking before. she wants to get a feel for the taste.
her lapping tongue licks up a little more of the whiskey.
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