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cibarium rolled 3 6-sided dice:
3, 2, 2
Total: 7 (3-18)
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 Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 7:13 pm
[25/25 | LEILA]: PLEASE THORNE LET SOMETHING SHE DOES ACTUALLY HELP UQuote: 3 - tell Melany a joke (fail) Sorry, Leila, but that one time you got a bot fly does not count as a 'funny story.' Not even for magical fairy sadists.
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endejester rolled 3 6-sided dice:
5, 6, 3
Total: 14 (3-18)
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 7:41 pm
Zac Bantock - 25/25 - tipping over drink trays.
He tried to fetch her a drink, something to help distract her, but he was so flustered he might have, might have, caught the tray with his sleeve. The result was awful.
Wine everywhere.
EVERYWHERE.
There was a rather terrible look in the Spinel Lady's eye... a truly terrible look.
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endejester rolled 3 6-sided dice:
1, 3, 2
Total: 6 (3-18)
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2016 8:16 pm
Zac Bantock - 25/25 - a Smoldering Success of sorts.
As though spilling the drinks weren’t bad enough, he had terribly upset the person, well, creature trying to serve them. It was terribly unnerving to be berated by something with the head of a Preying Mantis to be sure. It was the mandibles; really he had no problem with bugs, or beetles or insects or even spiders. But oh my god he really didn’t like mandibles. Not after he’d come so very close to them.
The commotion did draw her attention, he suspected the scolding rather amused her to be perfectly honest, after all he had spilled a terrible mess of wine ad was getting chewed out by a creature that he couldn’t quite hide the fact he found it was rather creepy.
Apparently she wasn’t the only one amused either, he’d gathered something of a crowd and it was, by some stroke of unpleasantly gawping luck blocking he space between her and Thorne. Maybe he’d have a chance to finish his wine after all, if only via a comedy of errors.
That was approximately when someone tipped their pipe onto someone else. A dress caught fire, then a napkin…then a wine glass, and there was a mess of wine on the floor. He was starting to be sure that tonight was trying very hard to compete with ‘death by angler-spider’ for ‘worst night of his life’.
By the time the fires were put out, she was still, he was pretty sure, laughing, and Zac was, well… smoldering.
“Let it be known, that…smoking, is bad for your health.” He said firmly and tried to wipe a smudge of soot off his face, succeeding only in making it worse by merit of spreading charred sleeve over his face.
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