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Post by Satra on Aug 19, 2008 23:09:44 GMT -5
His joke did not seem to get any sort of response from the woman. He had no idea what she thought of his remark. He looked up at her as he walked beside her, but.... nothing... It made him nervous, and as the seconds in silence increased, it only increased.
His scan over the garden was quickly interrupted by the sound of pouring liquid. His head snapped around to the sound, ears completely erect and tail wagging. Ohoho, yyeess~ When the bowl was placed down in front of him he looked up at her and with a very happy expression on his face, he nodded to return to her toast with his lack of hands and took a several laps of his own drink. Oh... wow, that was... strong... he licked his chops and closed his mouth to bite the inside of his lips. He hid a stifled cough with a clearing of the his throat. Even though he was familiar with alcohol, he still was not as experienced as, say, Ashounka.
"I forgot to ask... what are we enjoying this evening?"[/b][/color] Nerves took him over again when Ashounka asked her question. He took in a little more bottle courage before answering.
"I specialize in gardening and fighting,"[/b][/color] it was an odd combination of things, but it worked, "When I was able to gain the Hearts' gardeners, I learned a few things from them. I can manipulate plants and make them grow. Also, my parents refused to let me grow up without learning how to fight. I can provide bodyguard services for more important members of the Court while traveling. My mother also gave me the basics of Court paperwork. It is not my preference, which is why I chose the more physical option
...by the way... Why do you have the gold of a freed Torquehelm when you still have your bindings?."
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Post by Kiki on Aug 22, 2008 8:52:37 GMT -5
Jenn and Satra receive 1 token 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 The Jenn on Aug 26, 2008 21:04:21 GMT -5
Anoushka's smirk widened a little bit as he took a few laps of the drink and 'cleared his throat'. She knew that sound well enough. She'd made it herself a time or two. At least he seemed to be enjoying the drink, enough to ask questions. "Ve're enjoying a blend from Morganberry that the locals call Kennish Firevhisky. A little goes a long vay. It's nothing too pricey, but it's got a strong burn." And went straight to the head. At least she'd had a large meal not too long ago. She sipped at her drink and wondered in amusement if he'd had the same, or if his traveling had prevented it. Drinking the stuff on an empty stomach would mess anyone up fast.
He certainly had an interesting range of interests and experience. "At least you've already had a taste of Court life, though of course ve do things a bit differently around here than you're used to. Fighting is a valuable skill that you'll have under your belt vherever you go. Gardening is... slightly more of a specialty. Our Qveen may be pleased to have somevon vith such abilities look over this garden from time to time. It's a pet project of his, you see."
She threw the rest of her cup back and sucked in through her teeth happily as it blazed a fiery trail down her throat. The sensation was wickedly lovely. "I've got the gold because I'm free, boy. I don't need to be held back by anything or anyvon. I simply vear the bindings as a... reminder. Also, they're fun to use in bed. Leather straps are so very versatile."
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Post by Satra on Aug 30, 2008 0:03:24 GMT -5
Firewhiskey. Sounds like something his parents would drink. For a moment, he felt a little strange. He was out on his own now, should he really be thinking about his parents so much? He supposed his mental dependency on them would fade the longer he spent away from them...
Hadrian had eaten, but travel had taken a fair amount of that away. He would've eaten right before entering the Court, but nerves prevented that. He had a few more laps, but pacing himself a little more carefully this time.
"Well, she and I didn't really expect it to be exactly the same, but some basics are there," he looked over the garden. Was that...? a little weed? Well, even if the staff was very careful with the garden, that specific plant tended to pop up overnight. He went to take in more drink, only to feel the bowl move with his tongue. He looked down to find an empty bowl. He licked his teeth and considered the bowl for a moment, then looked back up at Lady Ashounka, wondering if she'd give him more. She did say it was inexpensive. Also, having not attempted to stand up yet, the effects of the drink hadn't fully kicked in yet. However, that hopefully look faded the second someone who was supposedly 3 times his age mentioned off-hand a rather kinky preference in bed. He swallowed, not entirely sure how to react.
"Well, eh," he coughed slightly, holding back a statement he'd mumbled at his parents once: 'your old and it's gross', "I suppose having hands helps to figure that out..." If she was gonna start talking like that, he needed more booze.
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Post by The Jenn on Aug 30, 2008 0:29:56 GMT -5
Anoushka's grin widened and she let out a short bark of laughter at his obvious embarrassment. She needed to tone it down, probably. The alcohol wouldn't help her with that goal in a little while, but that was the point of this whole thing. How much could he take? If he could survive a binge with her and she didn't end up hating him, perhaps he would be useful as a... gardener-slash-guard. A titled one at that, which would give him privileges and access above anyone normally in that position of a lower rank and standing. He would need training and direction, but that would be no problem as long as she could get along with him.
"I see that your bowl is empty. A good start. Ve've got a long vay to go, though. I hope you're up for it. Some strong Midori Rum is our next drink of choice, a little more pricy but entirely vorth it. It's heavy stuff, thick and sveet and full of the kinds of things that make life vorth living. Drink up." She poured a generous amount in both of their containers and took a sip, letting her tongue curl around the thick molasses-based liquor.
Then she smirked and tugged at one of her straps. "Hands make a great many things easier. I'd imagine you vould find them useful in both gardening and combat."
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Post by Satra on Aug 30, 2008 11:10:59 GMT -5
He was starting to feel a little useless. He was seeking a rank as a gardener?! On top of that, he couldn't really even be the Head gardener considering the Court probably hired somebody who's been a gardener longer than Hadrian had been alive. His tail wagged at her mention of more.
"Oh, I'm up for it!" he piped up, pushing doubts out of his mind. He just... had to get this job. He didn't think he could bear to hear the whispering in the Court of Hearts of 'not even the Court of Clubs would take him'. Rum? He looked at the drink. It wasn't his parent's usually fare. Heilyn, the slender female, often preferred the strong, burning drinks with no sweetness and Seth liked those, two, but he also enjoyed the fruity drinks as well. This sweet but non-fruity drink was foreign to him other than hearing about it and seeing it. He took a lap, decided he liked it, then had a little more.
"And paperwork, too," [/color]he added to the list of things he was trying to sell himself on. He was starting to feel a little fuzzy, but being young and silly drank more. "I can learn other skills, too, yanno. I know the Club's court is a little understaffed, an' I wanna do what I can for my Suit.... hey, watch this!" he got up, feeling a sudden rush of wobbly. Ah, yes, he'd forgotten about that little factoid of drinking. He steadied himself quickly then walked over to the small dandelion he spotted earlier. The thing was tiny, but it was a weed. He made the weed unearth itself, then carried it over to Lady Ashounka when he put it down in front of her and made it dance for her in a snaking, vine-like movement.
He was showing off his magic, showing he could be more impressive than he was making himself out to be. His fuzzy head caused him to act on the impulse before a proper segway could lead to that specific ability of his.
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Post by The Jenn on Aug 31, 2008 17:40:30 GMT -5
"Oh yes, there's plenty of papervork to keep your hands busy," Anoushka agreed with a sigh, drinking more of her rum. Her mug and Hady's bowl were large enough that she'd be feeling it soon enough. "That's vhat kept me busy today, actually. There vill be some of that to do if you can stomach it, and even if you can't. Ve usually try to foist vhat ve can onto Jacks, but I'll train you in vhatever you need to do before I set you at it alone."
She watched as he stood, smirking at the slight wobble in his stance. What was he going to do? A few things flashed through her head and she dismissed each in turn.
A weed? Her eyebrows rose as he made it uproot itself and dance in front of her. "Vell, at least that saves me the trouble of asking vhat your earth-related ability is. No vonder you turned to gardening. It seems a natural venue. Vhat scale can you use vith plants, or is it just small vones in a larger qvantity?" She absently poured more of the rum in her mug and his bowl. She favored the stuff.
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Post by Satra on Sept 4, 2008 19:22:53 GMT -5
He looked to the remaining two containers of drink. One thing he had not learned quite yet was a little self control. He wanted more and, hell! It was a drinking challenge after all! Or... something... whatever. He nodded a touch over enthusiastically.
"And I can be taught!" he assured her. Heilyn had explained to him what was in store for him, but he really had no idea.
"I can talk to any other Club I know through a weed. And I can take a bunch of weeds together and control them in vines," he laughed, "I even got in a fair amount of trouble when the gardeners discovered a little corner of the Garden I'd been hoarding weeds to practice that ability. It was a pretty big ordeal, especially after it took me so long to get their trust in the first place. Oh! I almost forgot! I recently learned how to make plants grow faster than their normal rate," he looked over the garden, "I've been having problems with flowers and crop-type plants..." his head snapped back around to her, "but I've been working very hard on that..." okay, that just sounded pathetic, "You have any young trees? I can make those grow really fast..."
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Post by The Jenn on Sept 6, 2008 15:31:57 GMT -5
Anoushka smirked at his story, swirling her rum around in the mug as an idle gesture before she finished it off in a few large gulps. The stuff was thick and sweet and she really enjoyed it.
"I'm sure ve have things that need assistance groving. His Majesty vould probably be thrilled to see his garden thrive. It's a little pet project of his, after all. Just now, though, I think you're out of drink. Ve should crack the top of the next von, I think." She took the dark bottle and broke the seal, took a sniff, and sighed happily. "This stuff you're going to have to take a moment to appreciate. Slivovice... delicious stuff. It's a plum brandy from the foothills of the Sorgaire." A quite strong one, at that.
She poured him a glass, the pale liquid smelling fantastic to her, and took a sip to let it sit on her tongue. Beautiful. "Obviously you have skills in various areas. How are you vith people? Can you make nice, or vould you be best kept avay from dignitaries?"
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Post by Satra on Sept 8, 2008 19:34:24 GMT -5
He couldn't help but lick his chops. Damned straight he was out of drink. He listened to her explain the next treat in line. Little wheels turned in his head. Plum...
"Like... Sloe?" he asked, wondering if this drink was similar to the drink made from Blackthorn fruit, or if it was the same thing under a different name. Blackthorn was in the plum family after all...
He gave the alcohol a long whiff of the drink before taking a few sips, rolling it over his tongue. In all honesty, he wanted to just guzzle it, but if she said it was to be appreciated, he wouldn't make her wince and not inhale it. He took in a little more. Then winked and clicked his tongue at Ashounka at the same time then gave her a toothy grin.
"You tell me. You like me yet? Am I making sufficient amounts of nice to please you?" he kept looking at her with a somewhat smug expression on his face as he dipped his head down to take a few more sips. He was such a smart ass.
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