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Post by Kari Muffin on Apr 16, 2008 23:54:40 GMT -5
Xiven wanted to bang her head against the table. That was the only way to describe the feeling welling up inside her. Someone wanting to wear her Fluffy. The very idea just made her terribly sick to her stomach. She knew Seth was trying to make her feel better, and Heilyn was playing her part, but.... this was all just so very nightmarish.
She took the drink and carefully balance the glass in her paws. Tilting back she downed the entire thing in one long chug. Sugary sweet mix with alcohol. She could taste the sugar but not much else. Setting back the glass he glanced at Heilyn and Seth.
"You'd need something to accent your purple and yellow, but I doubt there's much out there that does that," Xiven snorted as she tapped on the glass with a nail. "As for cheating, what a man doesn't know won't hurt him, will it now?"
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Post by The Jenn on Apr 16, 2008 23:59:40 GMT -5
Danny choked a little inside at her last comment, but he kept that firmly to himself. It was cheating regardless, but yes, there was the fancy name of 'adultery' for those who cheated around marriage. What if you were the one who wasn't married, though? Were you still an adulterer? And he would have to agree with the girl. Horace didn't know, and that was for the best. It wasn't like the rat was ever going to get anything more than he had now, regardless, so it didn't really matter.
Those thoughts got pushed to the background in favor of her questions. There was only one reason a woman in the Courts would be asking him about fashion, considering what he'd chatted to her about, and his eyebrows raised in speculation. "I hadn't pegged you as being all that interested in that sort of thing when we talked about it earlier. Something change your mind, or the Court turning in the direction of that sort of 'fashion'? Hadn't seen the Hearts jumping onto the bandwagon all that enthusiastically yet."
He felt a light buzz in the back of his head, as if he'd been rattled around a little or downed a strong drink all at once, but he pushed it from his mind. Maybe he was working a little too hard. He'd been up since mid-morning, after all, and it was currently late in the evening. "Anything particular in mind, then?"
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Apr 17, 2008 0:08:40 GMT -5
((Leetle post for Sethbat XD))
The taste of the alcohol felt almost bitter, Seth realized. This wasn't normal, nor was it fair, but what could he do? The situation wasn't pleasant in the least, and he was just... drinking it up. He wanted to be fighting, wanted to feel the breath of this man as he flattened his ugly nose, maybe even the sweet bite of a little pain...
Anything more tasty than the piss-colored swill that was before him. Scowling slightly he downed the rest, letting out a long and satisfied sigh, eyebrows quirked at all the talk of adultery. "I believe the term, in that case, is fornicator.[/b]" he shrugged, leaning back and tracing a finger down Heilyn's spine.
Then he froze, watching Xiven down the entire drink. That was the most ridiculous thing he'd seen since he left the Glacier, and he laughed quite loudly. "Well. Color me impressed.[/b]" he remarked, pushing a glimmer of worry out of his eyes. She would be feeling that soon.
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Post by Kiki on Apr 17, 2008 9:32:10 GMT -5
Jenn, Kari, Satra and Xenon
receive 3 tokens each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe.
This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe.
Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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Post by Satra on Apr 17, 2008 15:33:46 GMT -5
[Sorry, Internet connection crapped out. >>]
She tore herself from flirting the the Highlander version of Seth to stare at Xiven. Shock and horror was on the face of the Bog Dweller. Oh, how was she going to explain this one to Peaches? She swallowed, calming a little as the effects... didn't show. Did the girl have an immunity?
"Haha, damn, girl," she said, not wanting to give Xiven's name just yet, "that wasn't terribly smart, you'll find out why in just a few moments. Heh." She smirked at Seth's comment, amused. Fornicator? The Bat continued to surprise her. She had no idea his vocabulary reached that far. She merely smirked and put a hand on his thigh without looking at him, her attention turned to Danny.
"There as been quite a bit as of late to change my mind on the subject," she commented, never mind that her reaction last time was nearly that of pure disgust at the mention of his trade, "The girl is a bright one, isn't she? Absolutely correct on both accounts! I think we should build off the purple and yellow, as the brown is a touch dull. Something in white, maybe? Might give a nice psuedo-Yarrow look with the purple and yellow. I've always been somewhat jealous of the Yarrow coats...." she looked off a touch wistfully. No, she was VERY happy the way the was, being just as indifferent to the Yarrow coat as everyone else's. It just happened to fit.
"I'd like to get something as soon as possible, if you don't mind... or at least have something on hold for me," she leaned back, and downed the rest of her drink, then handed the glass back to Danny to be refilled, "I don't like to be out done, you see," she smirked.
She paused, looking at Xiven. "You... really didn't feel that, did you? Danny, get the girl another."
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Post by Kari Muffin on Apr 17, 2008 19:12:59 GMT -5
"What's their to feel? Who said I didn't know how to drink alcohol even if this is only my second time in a bar," Xiven responded as she waited for the refill.
Heilyn jealous of a Yarrow? That was a terribly amusing thing to say wasn't it? She was just playing the part of an actress of course. "White and purple. You'd probably look fantastic in a short cropped fur coat, but I highly doubt there's anything pretty enough out there to make a decent coat out of--short cropped or not." She paused and gave Seth a look up and down. "Or maybe you could use gold to highlight the yellow? I don't know. Something with Highlander gold on it might just look tacky. The patterns though... they're always so pretty. I just suck at this fashion thing, that's why I won't wear clothing until I have to."
Pulling fashion out of your ass, right? Her tail swished thoughtfully--or rather impatiently. She wanted to find Fluffy and not talk about skinning her alive.
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Post by carcinoGeneticist on Apr 17, 2008 19:45:12 GMT -5
Crimson eyes moved from woman to woman, quick to figure out what the plan was. It had its charms, to be sure, but Seth had some doubts about how it would work - that is, how it would work to get the girl back alive, and not as some kind of charming coat. But how could they turn things around? He turned back to the bartender, doing his best to ignore the way that Heilyn was fondling his leg and only partway succeeding. Why was she distracting him now?! This was his chance to think up something!
"Well... That all sounds well and good,[/b]" he snorted, turning to look into the now-empty glass of beer. He knew that taking so little alcohol would end up being a difficult choice, but he would stand by it. "And pretty, if a coat like that ever existed.[/b]" he snorted, shaking his head.
"...Which I seriously doubt. Purple highland swirls? I mean, it sounds just fine and dandy, but who knows what such a thing would actually look like.[/b]" he leaned against the bar, resting his head on a hand and grinning slightly. "The skin on its own can be a pretty little thing, but how can you tell what it'll look like on a body? I've never been interested, as pretty as some of those furs can be. I'd like to see it on the buggers before I imagine it on myself or even consider buying it for a lady like yourself.[/b]" he winked quite smarmily at Heilyn and then grinned at Xiven in one movement.
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Post by The Jenn on Apr 21, 2008 18:19:44 GMT -5
Fornicator... that one made the rat snort in amusement. Yes, that would be true in any of the situations, base enough to describe the act without fiddling around with whether anyone involved was married or committed or anything else. The man was a rough sort and never failed to amuse him.
His eyebrow flipped up at the girl's empty drink. "Well, damn. I'll have to agree with the others and be impressed. Lemme just grab you another, as the lady said." He reached over to mix up a second Nova Pink Dragon, the fuzzy warmth in the back of his head persisting. Maybe he would have to take a vacation after this. Some time in Midori, or maybe the Lakes...
Their banter made him pause reflectively as he set down the drink in front of Xiven. "I dunno how good white would look on you, but I agree that some purples and maybe yellow or gold would show off your markings. Then again, hell, white might look good. I'm not really one for the fashion side of things myself. I just care for them until somebody else comes to get 'em. I'm only a partner in the business, and that's not the half I deal with." He shrugged and leaned against the counter.
They were interested in looking at the stock? Very interested, from the sound of things. He didn't immediately make the connection between their conversation and his newest acquisition, since he'd only gotten her in a handful of hours ago and hadn't yet become accustomed to having her around. Besides, she was one of Betsy's 'special' cases, meaning quite illegal, and wasn't in his main basement, which was where his mind had gone.
"I suppose if you're really that interested, I could show you some of the Aces I have in stock right now," he replied with a shrug, one hand going up to scratch behind his torn ear. "Dunno how well any of them are going to match up to your ideas, but maybe one will catch your fancy?" Especially if she was really that interested in getting something quickly.
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Post by Satra on Apr 21, 2008 19:14:48 GMT -5
She blinked at Xiven. "There's plenty to feel! Girl, if you've got some sort of immunity and I'm wasting it on you, you owe me," she teased as the second Pink Dragon Made its way in front of the girl. She turned back to Seth. Oh, how she enjoyed torturing the man. In one motion she was off her bar stool and on his lap.
"You would buy one for me? How sweet of you~" Huh, Danny seems to have ignored Heilyn's empty glass. Usually he's eager to fill her up with the good stuff. He certainly doesn't forget a customer... come to think of it... was... he looking a little off? She couldn't place it... it was too subtle. Naw, she was imagining things.
she was a little nervous that they were moving it too fast, making their request too obvious... but Danny didn't seem suspicious. Hell, he may be a trader, but was he even the right one? What if...?
She sighed, not even wanting to think about the work involved to find the right trader... if Fluffy was even in that sort of trouble. She should've had Tinman... dammit
"Oh, I'd love to see the wares!" she face lit up. She turned to Seth and twirled a piece of his mohawk in her hair, "Would you like to come with?" she asked seductively.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Apr 21, 2008 21:27:42 GMT -5
Xiven raised an eyebrow as he set the drink in front of her. He was looking a bit fuzzy wasn't he? From the way he was talking... but then again she didn't know how he normally talked. Her ability should be working since she wasn't feeling anything. Well she felt like she was being hit with enough sugar to kill a small animal. "I hope I won't owe you anything. I haven't much of a high paying job yet."
She tipped back the drink, half of it this time. Setting it down she listened to the rest of the conversation as she fought the grimace on her face. No wonder that thing needed alcohol. It tasted awful. "Even with my lack of fashion sense, I'd like to see some of the Aces you have in stock. It wouldn't hurt to see if I could get something for myself."
Xiven prevented herself from shuddering by polishing off the rest of the drink. She shuddered anyway. It was like drinking some kid's cough syrup. How did people deal with such an awful aftertaste? Did the alcohol really do that much for it? "I think I felt it that time." It was a lie, but it gave her an excuse to look so disgruntled.
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