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Rahujo swallowed the remaining half of her brandy and placed the little cup down beside her. She was starting to feel a little too warm after ... five? six? cups - she'd been absent-mindedly refilling and emptying her cup as she watched the dogpile evolve into a match of capture-the-bottle between Alyosha and Ieyasu.

She shuffled around to the edge of the porch where she'd left her bundle earlier. In the twilight, she couldn't find it at first, and when she did find it she had rather a lot of difficulty untying the knot on top with fingers that suddenly felt numb and unresponsive.

Finally, she got the knot undone. The bundle spilled out onto the wood of the porch - a rolled scroll of rough paper, a cloth-bound leather roll containing tools, various random bits and pieces, a large sheathed knife, and a small leather bag.

Rahujo opened the leather bag, shook it, and caught the black solid mass that fell out - chewing leaf. She picked up the sheathed knife, considered for a second her swaying vision and unresponsive fingers, and decided against it, biting off a chunk with her teeth instead. The leaf was pleasantly acrid-sweet as she chewed it, the tannin taste of the fermented leaf mixed with the treacly sweetness of molasses.

She dropped the remaining plug of leaf back in its back and tossed it in the general direction of her bundle. It missed by a couple of feet, lying forlornly in the middle of an empty area of the floor. Rahujo blinked, and tried to stand up to retrieve it. This failed miserably.

Stubbing her toe on the floor, she tripped over her own foot, brought the other forward to catch herself, stumbled, recovered, and ended up in what amounted towards a full-blooded charge in Alyosha's direction.

"Watch ...!"

Mm, now Nyxa really couldn't find anything wrong with watching two perfectly sexy menfolk wrestle with one another, in all honesty. It's just that.. well.. she wanted some sexy wrestling, too!

Nodding sagely at Syrenrei's words, Nyxa sighed sadly. "Not so shy with eachother, eh?" She dragged a thick bunch of Syrenrei's hair through her fingers, enjoying the texture. Why was she so obsessed with hair? There wasn't really a feasible reason, and she wasn't even sure, herself. She just liked it. Alot. And Syrenrei had some pretty freakin' fine hair.

"D'ya thin' i's'cause ouw booobs a'e too smaaaall?" She was barely conscious enough to talk, and it was a feat in itself she was talking coherently enough to be understood, despite her slurring.

With that she she stared down at her breasts and poked them, as if trying to figure out it there was something wrong with them. They moved a bit and that was all. Sitting up she poked Nyxa's boob. Definately more jiggle. Nuuuu! It wasn't fair.

"We shou' com'are," she nodded sagely and took off her bra so they could measure more accurately. This was a fine science, after all.

Hearing Rahujo's sudden shout, Ieyasu looked up disorientatedly. And his face dropped. The large Aerandir was charging right towards them. They'd be trampled! Alyosha reacted surprisingly quickly for one who was almost as drunk as he was. Ieyasu was tossed backwards like a rag doll, his drunken state and surprise contributing towards that.

He staggered back, his balance almost non-existant. Practically running backwards in an attempt to stay upright, he eventually lost the fight and bowled over, right into the two girls. Ouch. For the second time tonight, he found himself in an undignified heap on the floor. And now he was -really disorientated.

"Ye' 'ight," She commented and then pouted a little to herself... it wasn't fair. Pouting, she pushed Ieyasu towards Nyxa and stood looking both defiant and rejected at the same time... of course she was swaying back and forth with her wobbly legs as she did so.

"I 'aven' ha' gooooo' sex inna loooong 'ime... an' Aly's being a wuss... I thin' ah gooooo fin' me a jig..." She paused to giggle. "A gi-geh-looooo..." And with that she turned to walk down the steps, and as she lowered her foot she started to sway and fell, and ending up skinning her back and laying prone on the steps. Her back was healing quickly with the regen she gained from being a Shinigami.

"Fuuuuuuck," she moaned aloud.

Having thrown Alyosha in Sy's direction, Rahujo's momentum carried her towards the back of the porch. She stumbled again and cartwheeled rather spectacularly to the ground, ending up barrelling into the back wall.

Ow...
She winced and carefully disentangled her limbs, plumping herself down crosslegged on the porch floor and resolving not to move any further until her body had decided to obey orders once more.

His head clearing momentarily after his fall, Ieyasu looked up at Nyxa, blinking for a moment. Then he realised what he was staring at. eek He stared dumbly for a moment and then grinned widely.

"F..Fantastic.."
What with all the drunkeness, dogpiles and ...sights.. Ieyasu's concentration in relation to a certain other task was dropping rapidly. He was practiced at remaining (relatively) normal looking. But Nyxa's drunken show was enough to distract him totally.

His face was slightly red; whether from the drink or from other causes was hard to determine. But, abruptly, two rather large, pointed ears popped up on his head; pale furred and triangular in shape. At the same time, a couple of bushy tails could be seen sprouting from the base of his spine. The ears and the tails were *always* the most trouble to hide. Hard to tell why.

Ieyasu didn't notice the change straight away - he was too drunk and too preoccupied to pay attention to his illusions right now. Damn, this had been a good night so far.