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 Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 9:13 pm
It had been a long night of celebration. A young couple had just had a litter of their own and the father had thrown a huge party, inviting everyone around. Including Luke and Vesna, merely because he had passed their house with the invitations. Everyone invited had shown, and the party had been splendid, but was dying down now. It was just before dawn, still dark…
A young cervitaur was standing to the side of the hall, glaring at a blue cattaur. She must have been the only one who hadn’t had fun that night, since she’d spent most of her time drowning her sorrows and lost dreams in the escape of ale.  Vesna had had a little too much to drink. Luke, however… “Dad, I am not carrying your big butt the entire way home!” She groaned. She’d never seen her father drunk before. It annoyed her, in her own current state of drunkenness. “I’ll find someone to *hick* walk you home.”Luke waved an unsteady hand. “I’ll be fahne! No worries abouth mai capa- capa- walkin’ abilities.” Snickering, he shot a squirt of water at her and missing completely. “Dad wait right here! I’ll find someone. Don’t move a muscle!” She demanded before turning to search for someone not drunk to help her father home.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 9:45 pm
"C'mon, be a man Nouă!!" Jaione said, giggling rather shrilly as Nouă turned an already flushed face back toward her with a very 'you can't be serious' expression as the female wrapped an arm around his shoulders, making him roll his eyes. He'd been taking shots since about an hour after the party's start, somehow convinced by the cattaur he'd known for ever-so-long, and they'd been getting much more frequent toward the end, not to mention they were starting to make his stomach churn. "Just one more, yah deviant little kitteh-cat," he said, staring hard at the girl before swallowing to get his nerve and downing the shot glass of the strong ale, hissing at the burny feeling in his throat, and then the churning in his stomach. He shook his head and giggled in a rather girlish fashion, smiling up at the cattaur, who rolled her eyes and gave him a grin in return, patting his flipped-up hair."Sorry, hunny, I'm taken," she said, giggling a bit and getting more properly to her feet, taking a few wobbly steps toward Vesna, before she pointed and gasped melodramatically. "Omigawsh, Vesna, YOU don't have'a special somebodeh. Here, go talkta Nouă; he's such a ladehs man," she said, giggling before nudging her friend in the direction of the cervi who was chatting up a very feminine male cattaur who looked very taken aback by the man's smooth-talking.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 9:53 pm
"Jaione! Not you too!" She whined, seeing her friend drunk about as much as Luke was. Though the whine turned into a giggle fit. "Jai-Jaione. You's drunken!"
When she was pushed, she nearly toppled over, not realizing her balance wasn't so great anymore. "Jai! Go- go take Lukey home! He's drunk too. Too, too, too."
"Am not! Sober as a horse!" Luke protested. To prove his point, he stood up straight and pounded on his chest, only to stumble backwards. "I'm okay!" He shouted with a laugh.
Vesna turned back to whomever Jai had pushed her toward, not noticing right away who was with her friend. "Noua! I haven't seen you in forever!" She shrieked, wobbling over and wrapping her arms around his torso, suddenly gleeful again with her drunken mood swings.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 10:13 pm
Jaione squeaked happily as Vesna started laughing, glad to see that her friend was in a better mood after Eifa's departure, even if the alcohol was a major contribution to that. Man, this family had the best timing on parties- and children born only a couple days before Saint Patrick's Day? The luck of the Irish, honestly!!
The purple cat gasped at Luke's current situation, half-trotting half-stumbling toward him to nearly tackle him, wrapping her arms around his waist and snuggling against his chest, regardless of whether or not she knocked him over. "You are so drunk, Lukey!!" she squeaked, giggling happily at the nickname that she'd said sometime ago, though it somehow seemed like something undiscovered coming from her friend's lips.
Nouă stumbled over a bit when the younger cervi latched onto him, blue eyes widening in surprise before falling half-mast once again, smiling down at the girl who -though she was pretty on a regular basis- appeared even moreso through his eyes at the moment. He smiled brightly in reply and let his eyes shut for a moment when he hugged her back, before making a short movement back, petting a hand through her hair and briefly wishing that he wasn't such a mess - physically, at least.
"Beautiful s'ever, I see," he commented, not noticing as the person he'd been flirting with only moments ago slunk off, glad to be rid of the uncharacteristically perverse cervitaur. He ducked himself down a bit to peer at her eyes, as though that was going to give something away before stating, very seriously, "You've been drinkin', haven't yah?" He rolled his eyes and gestured into the air grandiosely. "Kids these days, honestleh! Too young to be drinkin'," he grumbled this last bit, before looking at Vesna once again. "How long's it been, anyways? How old're you nowadays?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 10:27 pm
Luke yelled happily at the sight of his love and embraced her tightly, trying his hardest to not drop her. "Am not! You're the oooooooone who be drunk young- hic-young lady!" He said with a chuckle and poking at her nose.
Vesna savored the moment. When did she ever have her arms around a male like this? She peeked up and smiled at him without letting go. "Whachoo talkin about?" She said with a pout. "I'm all grown up now!" She squinted a moment before reaching up and grabbing one of his antler branches to steady herself. "I think you the drunk one."
Where she usually saw an old and beat up friend, she saw a male full of character. Those bruises were no longer from falling over, but from brave battles. And most likely, he'd fought those battles in her sake! So great of him...
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2009 11:16 pm
Jaione giggled in that oddly high-pitched way that she tended to do while drunk and tapped her nose to his, making a gentle shock of static pass through, before laughing even harder and burying her face in the crook of his neck. "Puh-shaw!!" she retorted once she got a hold of herself, looking back up at him with a grin and poking one of his cheeks. "No, no, I think it's YOU whose got the drunks."
Nouă's eyes widened when she who was once a young girl claimed to be an adult, surprised at this news, as though it wasn't possible for children to grow up. However, as soon as she swam into his vision a bit more clearly, he felt a soft smirk rise to his lips, though he blinked abruptly as he was -likely accidentally- pulled down a bit when the female's hand wrapped around antlers that had only just lost their velveteen coat for the coming spring.
Those baby blue eyes blinked a couple times, now at eye level with the cervi. She had quite a pretty face, and that pure white eye of her's would definitely attract attention. However, it was only the starting point for a wandering eye; they note the contrast before they find the rest of her, which was pretty enough to completely dominate any controversy about the fact that she was half-blind. He chuckled softly, a noise that was startlingly not feminine for him, and he kissed her on the forehead. "Nah, I'm not drunk. After all, you're the one fallin' over! 'N lookit me, standin' all by mahself," he stated proudly, wrapping both arms around Vesna's waist to steady her better that her holding onto one of his antlers. He didn't seem to realize how him, HIM, the Unlucky Cervitaur, being able to stand up was even more proof that he really was drunk.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 9:43 am
Luke purred with laughter. "No-no-no! You drunked!" He said, rubbing his nose after the shock. "My kitty is all wibble-wobbly." He said as he pet her hair. "Actually, I think they's the drunk ones." He pointed over, in the general direction that fis wavering hand would allow, of Vesna and Noua clinging.
Vesna giggled, patting his head. "Serry. Grabbed your antler there, didn't I."
She flushed slightly when he kissed her forehead, her small tail twitching happily. "But I ca-can't be dwunk! I gots ta get meh dad home!" She started to push away from Noua, reminded of her search for a helper for Luke, but collapsed against the cervi male again dizzily. "The room is shpinnin?" She whined, looking up at Noua in confusion.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 10:17 am
"Wibbly-wobbly?" Jai mostly-quoted, giggling at the feel of the words on her tongue and swishing her tail haphazardly, as though attempting to help herself balance and failing miserably. She looked in the direction of Luke's pointing before gasping over dramatically, pressing a hand to Luke's face, having overshot in an attempt to press a hand to his chest over dramatically. "Wed bett'r all watchen out! Else you's gon'na be a granddaddy," she joked, sniggering at the thought of Luke being a grandfather, or Nouă being not-femme-enough for a night to actually DO something that resulted in children.
"Pssssh!!" Nouă commented with a hand flailed toward Luke and Jaione. "They can get'em -hic- get'emselves home'n'be back in time fer dinner," he stated seriously, sharpening his eyes at the pair as both of them seemed to multiply, the images dancing before those baby blues and making him rather dizzy.
When Vesna collapsed against him, Nouă didn't hesitated to snuggle her close again, peering around the rotating room cautiously. "Yeah, is spinnin'. It's them ebil 'taur again, warping our per-sep-chun of... things we see!" he stated all-too-seriously, before finally spotting a bright orange chunk of colour in the corner of the room. "YOU THERE!! Make 'em go to the place they's sleep and thing," he said sloppily, gesturing in the general direction of Luke and Jaione before settling his attention back on Vesna.
Syem raised tired red eyes from the wooden floor, hair sticking up at odd angles as he rolled his eyes, wincing at the headache that had crept up on him earlier. He'd made the mistake of sleeping off what alcohol he'd had, and it came back to bite him in the rear, which was an honest pain. He glanced toward his daughter and her... mate, and then toward his... granddaughter? This was all too confusing.
With a shake of his throbbing head, he unfurled himself from the floor and slithered over to the two cattaur, where Jaione was in a laughing fit for whatever reason, clinging to Luke's waist to keep from falling over. "Alright you to, it'th time to be going home," he said simply, gesturing toward the door and hoping that they could actually see straight long enough to make it down the hallway without breaking anything.
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 10:29 am
Luke's eyes widened. "Hey, then you'd be a gramma too!" He snickered, the possibility of grandparenthood going completely over his head and poking her tummy. "But, I needz to make a mommy o' you first!" He growled deeply, trying to sound seductive.
He looked over at Noua, then to Syem. "Already? But teh fun just, just beginin!" He snickered, unintentionally pulling Jaione with him in the opposite direction of where Syem indicated.
Looking around, Vesna had to close her eyes before realizing not seeing made her nauseous. Her eyes snapped back open. "Stupid ebil taur jerks! I like ta seeing tings straight ya know!" She snapped loudly, glaring around for the "ebil" taurs.
Vesna laughed at her dad and Jaione wobbling around before turning back to Noua. "You handled them so well!" She said, looking up at him with adoring eyes. "Taking control and all dat!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 10:49 am
At the comment, Jaione squealed in embarrassment -or was that more excitement?- face heating up as she smiled brightly at her pale blue mate, completely clueless to the blank gape of the cornsnake naga who'd raised her, who was weighing the odds of whether or not Luke was drunk enough to remember if Syem just happened to knock him out with the wider part of his tail.
Jaione giggled, the extra heat ebbing away from her face as she wiggled her fingers in a wave when the older cattaur started pulling her in the other direction, only for that same hand to be grabbed by an irritated, hangover-experiencing naga. She whined irritably and stamped one of her paws on the ground, pouting heavily. "But daaaddyyy!! You're runin' mah fuuun~!!" she whined, only for him to shake his head irritably.
"Well I'm thorry, but ath long as thith ith not YOUR houthe, I will not condone you doing... thingth of THAT nature inside of it," he commented, making a slight face at the thought of his daughter doing that with anyone, especially Luke. "You can do whatever you want when you get home, how about that?"
Nouă nodded firmly in full belief of the statement about the ebil 'taur and the preference to seeing straight. He watched the two cattaur and the strangely fuzzy naga have their conversation-thing, before his attention tuned back into Vesna's speech, a surprisingly gentlemanly smile coming to his face, despite his intoxication- though maybe it was thanks to it.
"Anything for such a loveleh ladeh," he said with that gentle smile on his face, slipping a stray strand of her hair sloppily behind her ear, the only flush on his face being one alerting the fact that he really was drunk. And he was actually talking to a female. A female cervitaur, no less. What was the world coming to?
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Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2009 1:49 pm
Luke turned in confusion when his travel met resistance. "Oops! What way are ya goin thar Syemy boy? We don't want to pull Jai-poo in half, do we." The he looked around in shock. "Dude! We're not home yet!" He looked at Syem, his face brightening excitedly. "We should bake bread!" He yelled loudly, grabbing Jaione's hand again and giving the naga a sloppy solute. "Lead the way pops!" It had just occured to him that Syem was pretty much his father-in-law now, making him double over in laughter and topple over.
Vesna giggled and tapped Noua's mouth with two of her fingers. "You know how nice your smile is cutie? You should smile more." Her tail twitched happily at his compliment. "You think ahm lurvley? Really?"
With a happy squeak she clung tightly to Noua's chest. "You're so sweet!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 10:19 am
Syem stared pitifully at the couple as Luke went on and on about things that were completely unrelated, before giving a gentle sigh and shaking his head. "No, Lukey, we're not home yet. Now, thon, come on and we'll get you home, hopefully before you path out," he stated more-or-less sarcastically, expecting that neither of the drunken 'taur would be able to pick and choose that fact out of the rest of his muddled and lisp-accented speech. When Luke started laughing, a quiet whine came from the naga's lips and he dropped his head into a long-fingered hand. This might take a while...
Jai squeaked in amusement again, before laughing just as hysterically as Luke, though it was for reasons that she couldn't really figure out, falling into the wall and using it as a support to keep upright, nearly crying with how hard the air was escaping her lungs.
Nouă raised an eyebrow with interest, as though he did, somehow, comprehend how completely wasted this young charge was, though he was probably just as far gone as she was. However, the boy had always been a sober drunk, seeming much more normal when he was completely smashed, if you got over the fact that he occasionally flirted with objects like the night table. As the female's fingers were tapped gently against his lips, he kissed them softly, the smirk on his face bordering along the lines of suggestive.
"Pssh, I do smile more. S'just usualleh under frizzy hairs and var-ee-us shades'a red," he stated matter-of-factly with a firm nod of his head. He giggled a bit when the girl clung to him, wrapping his arms around her back and toying with the ends of her hair, which was definitely smoother than the raggedy tangles on top of his own head. "'Course y'are. Y'were cute as a babee, sweet'n'dorable as a teenajer, 'n' now yer absoluteleh byootiful as 'n' adult."
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 11:19 am
Still gasping, Luke managed to stand himself up with the help of a nearby table. He saw Syem's desparing figure and sighed. "Aww. Come on Jai-jai. I tink yo poppa ish urpset. We iz goin home. Bread!" He started laughing again, wrapping an arm around Jaione's waist. "We don't want pop mad at urs, do we." He muttered loudly before nipping at Jaione's ear, his hand slowly feeling up her back and his tail starting to once again twitch friskily.
Vesna raised her face again, eyes semi-unfocused but face full of unbelieving pleasant suprise. "You juz called me... byootyful!" The fingers that had tapped his lip rose to her own. She kissed them once, then a second time, then pressed her fingers against Noua's lips. Eyes refocusing, a warm flush spread over her cheeks, adoration rimming her eyes. Her legs braced for balance as her other hand raised to stroke Noua's tossed head of hair. "You're... what's the word?" As she thought, the hand trailed down from his hair to stroke his arm. "I don't remember, but the fact is, I enjoy looking at you." She said this all with a straight face, serious as ever.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 11:53 am
It took a moment for Jaione to get ahold of herself completely, but she did about partway through, giggling at the restatement of baking bread, tail swishing in drunken contentment, the girl snuggling up against her mate as his arm wrapped around her waist. "Aww, but Lukey, can't we jus' stay heee-aaar~?" she asked sweetly, mewling softly at the n** to her ear, a soft blush crossing her fact that wasn't merely from the alcohol as she started purring softly. "He-ar is so much closer than home is, 'fterall~" she stated as matter-of-factly as she could.
Syem stared rather pointedly at the very obviously and very uncomfortable displays of affection between his daughter and her mate - who happened to be older than he was if that point hadn't been stated enough. He gave an awkward, forced smile and looked toward Vesna, before back at the lovebirds. Since Vesna was distracted, it wasn't as though she was going to reprimand him for not taking the two cattaur home; they seemed perfectly at home right here, for that matter.
"Y'know what? Jai's right; you two could probably stay the night in one of the empty guest rooms, and I'll help you get home tomorrow," he noted with a dismissive wave and a nod of his head. "I'll just be sleeping off a hangover in the corner over there," he said, waving toward the place he'd been sleeping earlier before sneaking away from the two, ducking down in the hopes that Vesna was too distracted by the overly-flirtatious Nouă. Geez, that was an oxymoron for the record books.
"'Course I did. No reason not t'tell yah the truth, 'cause nobodeh else does it 'nuff," he stated with a frown and an evil eye at a few of the males in the area, who stared back at him for a moment before going back to whatever they had been doing beforehand. He blinked in surprise when the girl kissed her own fingers, pressing them to his lips, if only because it was extremely rare for a female to return his solicitations, especially a female cervitaur, most of whom knew that he was a curse if one so much as talking to him.
As the female spoke, he distracted himself ever-so-slightly, smiling a bit with the hand in his hair, though he couldn't imagine anyone liking his ragtag locks much at all. He kissed her forehead softly as she spoke, chuckling a bit at her question. From that, he kissed her cheek when she spoke again, her statement sounding quite different to the muddled speech from only moments ago. His arms wrapped around the lower portion of her back to steady her, as he was surprisingly steady for the unlucky 'taur that he was. "That's a nice thing t'hear," he commented, voice little more than a murmur as he let his eyes fall shut, pressing his lips to her's softly, not an ounce of realization about how bad this could very well turn out crossing his mind.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 12:14 pm
Luke purred loudly, a lusty smirk on his mouth. "We cin stay here if'n ya wantz, my dear." He said, leaning more against her. Giving Syem a dismissive wave, not even realizing he had waved, he gave his mate soft kisses, playing with the strap of her shirt. "So, you like de soundz urv a gwest woom sweetie?" He cooed, hands traveling lightly along the female's torso, unconciously hoping they wouldn't pass out before they got to bed.
"O' course, this means no bread fo uz." He warned, as if the bread might be something of great importance.
"No reason?" She said softly, tears welling in her good eye. "You wants to call my byootyful... because you tink it's true?" In her drunken state, the knowledge that no one but Luke had actually called her beautiful exploded. Here, in front of her, was a brave and handsome male, calling her just that. And she thought he meant it.
She gasped softly at the contact, her stomach clenching in suprise. It almost felt wrong... But the moment passed quickly. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms around Noua's neck, returning the kiss tenderly, a deep hunger hidden just below the surface.
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