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 Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 2:27 pm
Ray listens to T'thia's drunken slurring and blinks. "T'thia, try eating shomesting. It helshlips. Hepalishps." She giggles. "I should lishen to my own advaish." She takes a pastry from a basket on the table and eats a bit. Her lips are feeling a bit numb, but she believes she's done a passable job of not littering her nice clothes with crumbs and drool.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 2:31 pm
T'thia blinks out of the stuppor she had been drawn into as she hears Rayi words. t'thia blinks a couple times then laughs so hard she falls off of her bench, laying in quiet for a moment trieing to figure out how she got down there she broke out laughing again before she rolled onto her side and on very unsteady legs stood and slumped onto the bench in a fit of restrained giggles. T'thia took a pastry and bit into it trieing not to choke as she swallowed it between giggles.
mine? are you alright? what's wrong with you? Wrath? what's wrong with them? the dragons tone was filled with concern for his rider, he had never seen herin such a state
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 2:54 pm
Don't worry Arizath; they have partaken of ... a substance that makes them temporarily stupid. It's something humans do to relax or show that they're willing to be sociable and friendly. Usually. I suppose it's something of an equalizer, as the smart reduce themselves to the level of the abysmally dumb. Your rider will wake up in the morning with a really bad headache, and should be feeling better toward evening.
Ray hears a buzzing in her head, which means Wrath is talking to another dragon. Shush, you! No telling my shecrets to the other dragons!
I am merely explaining why T'thia is acting funny to Arizath. He was concerned.
You're telling my shecrets, Ray insisted, perversely keeping a slur in her thoughts.
You're drunk.
No, still just tipsy. Not even a half bottle yet. And this stuff is fairly weak.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 3:04 pm
Arizath calmed down and layed back on his sunny ledge
If you're sure she'll be alright....
the bronze left it at that, reasured by Wrath's words he relaxed more and returned to enjoying the sun.
T'thia broke Rayi's bantering with her dragon since she was sure that's what she was doing by the look in her eyes. the girl tossed a smal pastry at Ray and giggled
"lightem uph Ray, is a parly have shome ffffun"
the girl broke out laughing before out of no where she tossed a pastry up in the air
"weeee! confetti!"
the pastry landed on the girls head where she stopped with an expression on her face that can only be described as shock before she began to look around for the fallen food
"where'd in go? here pasty pasty pasty"
the girl broke out in another random fit of laughter as she say under the table the many sets of feet and thought it funny for some reason.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 3:39 pm
Ray raises an eyebrow at T'thia. "Uh, maybe you should cut back on the booze? You don't want people to be laughing at you tomorrow and you not able to remember what you did to make them laugh, right?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 3:43 pm
Kara blinked over at the table where Wrath's rider and a young bronze rider from the last clutch were.
-you- don't even get that drunk, Rivath said in her head.
Yeah...
Kara poured her self a glass of the Benden slung over her sholder.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 5:13 pm
T'thia gave another small gigglebefore waiving her hand at Rayi
"alright alright, you know, to be honesht, dis is tha irst tie i been dunk"
the girl couldn't help but grin at how she was talking, she didn't care if people were laughing at her tomarrow, she wanted to have a good time unlike her own feast she figured she'd make up for that one. the girl took a few deep breaths and calmed herself before picking up a fresh pastry and begining to nibble on it quietly
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 8:16 pm
:: Myyth runs down into the weyrling quarters,and looks about.She gives a sigh of relife that her dragon is still sitting on her bed::
"Ah, good your still here."
Where else would I be?
Mmm....I don't even want to comtenplate that.
::Looks confused:: Huh? Yeah meat!!
::Myyth almost fell over as the dragon launched herself at the bowl of meat and started eating.
I guess that wasn't too much meat She thought a few minutes later looking into the empty bowel, and then over to her stuffed dragon.
Where does she put it all? Myth thoguht in amazement as she watched her tiny dragon go back to sleep.::
"I hope your full this time."
Muph.........snort..........
"I'm going to take that as a yes."
::Myyth simply shook her head and headed back up to the feast. As she got closer she couls hear the noise level had gone way up since she'd left.
What are they doing up there? She wondered as she walked into the hall.::
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 8:44 pm
Kya quirks an eyebrow at T'thia. The young female bronzerider was completely drunk. He doubts she'd be able to get back to her weyr--or was she still in the weyrling barracks?--without injuring herself.
"I... uh..." He isn't sure what to say. He is completely sober, which is extremely unusual in this kind of situation, and he finds it disturbing that he still can't get the best of Ray in an argument! Finally he shrugs. "T'thia, perhaps you should quit the liquor for now, give your body some time to absorb it. You're drunk as a shipfish, and if you keep drinking, trust me, you'll feel awful tomorrow!" He looked at the state of the food on the table and stands up. "In fact, I think I'll find some food for all of us. And I have a feeling Nimakio will be hunting me down for some dinner soon."
He heads toward a row of large tables, which are burdened with platters full of tasty-looking food, attended by harried-looking kitchen helpers. Flagging down one girl, he requests something suitable for a starving flit, then takes a platter with a mostly-intact roast wherry over to the table where the girls are probably still giggling drunkenly. "Here's a wherry," he tells them. "I'll go get some side dishes or something." After putting the platter down, he returns to the food tables.
The kitchen girl is standing with a tightly-woven covered basket. Hanging it from his elbow, he thanks her then picks up a platter of some sort of interestingly-prepared grain and vegetable dish. It doesn't look like something he'd ever seen back home, and he hoped it wasn't too bland. He takes it back to the table, puts it down, and then cuts some of the only slightly-crisped meat from the dead, roasted bird.
He should probably learn some table manners. The girls are sort of staring at him. After swallowing a mouthful, he asks, "Uh...?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 8:51 pm
Ray blinks a bit as Kya plops a roast wherry on the table and leaves to get something else. "Did you see that?" she asks, somewhat shocked. "I mean, did he really just do that? He didn't even look like he strained himself." She could barely see Beriadi over the giant carcass, which had delicious aromas wafting around it. T'thia was giggling slightly.
Isskio chirped and reached for the roasted wherry, pulling a strip of fatty skin from its side and munching it absently.
When K'makin returns and sits down as though he hadn't just lightly tossed around a dead bird the size of most Hatchling Queens, she stares blankly at him, unable to express her surprise in actual words.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 8:59 pm
"What? Did I grow another head or something?" He doesn't understand why the girls look so shocked, but is saved from having to confront the issue by the arrival of a blue flit of fury.
Divebombing Kya's head, Nimakio demands food.
K'makin grabs the basket and pulls a bit of meat out of it, holding it carefully on his flat palm for the flit to attack. Diverted, the blue lands on Kya's thumb and attacks the food.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 9:06 pm
Isskio watches her offspring savage Kya's hand in his greed for food. Spoiled, she tells Ray seriously.
Ray nods. "Kya, you should be firmer with him, he's taking shameless advantage of your good nature. If he doesn't learn the boundaries of good behavior now, he's going to be a terror when he's older. Personally, I don't want to have to put up with an insane blue flit divebombing my head... and if he pesters Wrath too much, she might just take a bite out of him."
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 9:17 pm
"Are you crazy? Personally, I'd like to keep my fingers and ears!" Kya hurriedly stuffs a bit of food into the blue's mouth before he can sink his little teeth into Kya's hand.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 9:38 pm
Ray snorts. "Isskio, show him how it's done."
The gold flit chirps, then hops up onto Kya's wrist next to the blue. She pecks at him with her snout, fending off Kya's other hand with her tail.
"Don't give him food just yet," Ray says belatedly as the queen flit proceeds to subdue the truculent blue. Nimakio continues to creel hungrily, but gives way before Isskio, and when Ray indicates that it's OK to offer him more food, Nimakio accepts it carefully, with a wary glance at his mother, before cramming it into his mouth.
Momentarily, he adjusts his perch so that his claws aren't digging into Kya's hand, and instead twines his tail between Kya's fingers for balance.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 9:50 pm
K'makin sits, somewhat stunned at Nimakio's transformation. "How did she do that?"
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