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 Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 10:38 am
Feline couldn’t help but smile back. Her delicately pointed incisors lending it a dangerousness that was tempered by the mischievous glint in her eyes.
He said that he was plain, but Feline didn’t see it that way. She enjoyed watching his muscles move as he stretched.
“I’m always up for any kind of excitement. I must confess that I am somewhat of an adrenaline junky.” Feline licked her lips to moisten them and then leaned back to signal Oz for another cup of tea.
“Would you like something to drink too?” Feline inquired of Rayne, “I love the tea, but I also here they mix excellent specialty drinks here.”
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 6:23 pm
"hmm well, what do you know.....excitement is something I can provide on a number of levels." he said with a sly smile watching her signal for the drink person.
" Something to drink? well since it's so lively i'll take whatever alcohol those rambunctious people over there are having. It seems to make them more exciting at least. And who wouldn't want to add a little excitement to this...situation?" He said with a wink to feline, sliding a hand over to her arm
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 6:46 pm
[[[[Don't forget about meeee!!!
....I am over at the bar. Waiting for the name of a drink]]]]
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 3:02 pm
((Everybody forgot Harata.))
((She would go get a drink at the bar, but she's underage...mind you...)
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 9:57 am
 Meta was a little surprised at the hands on her chest. "Sorry, dearie, but I don't swing that way. I'm very complimented, though!"She backed up, then said, "I'd better get on the drinks, we have some thirsty people here~. Steam baths always make ya thirsty."She then padded over to the kiosk. ♨  Oswald thought for a moment, then responded to Storm. "I believe that's called a White Russian, sir. Would you like me to mix you one?"Meta padded into the kiosk behind him. "Hey Oz, could you make me up a few more of those teas and a selection of flavored margaritas and martinis with a bottle of this?" She gestured with one of the bottles of vodka. "Of course, Meta-sama." With that, he set to work on the tall order he had been given. Meta began to mix the drinks. Grind the pepper and heat the vodka... Now, drop in the pulverised pepper, let it sit for a few minutes...
She grabbed and assembled a plate of taiyaki and mochi as she waited somewhat impatiently.
Finally, the timer went off. "All right, the drinks will be ready in about two seconds!"
She dumped the whole pot through a strainer she grabbed off the wall, then stuck it in the small blast-freezer wedged under the front counter, nearly knocking over a few bottles of Midori.
Two minutes later, she poured the now freezing, pale salmon-pink liquid into several martini glasses, and carefully placed three red pepper flakes in the center of the liquid. Then, she stood back to look at her work.
Ah! She knew what it needed.
She thought hard for a moment. They were in the Kitchens, in the 4th fridge, second shelf from the top. And wasn't the window open above the wood-stove?
[Minor Telekinesis]
A small container of Spanish olives (the spicy kind, mind you) zoomed into her hand. She took out a few for each glass and speared them on a few plastic mini-swords.
"Alright, who wants a chipotle martini~?"
[So what about being underage? Meta most likely is also... She won't tell me her real age. XD Recalcitrant characters!]
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 3:46 pm
Harata looked at her, and stood up. "Isn't that a weird combination?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 09, 2010 5:17 pm
So A white Russian it was. He nodded to Oswald, taking the drink from him. due to the theme of nudity about the entire onsen, he guessed that the drinks were free. He took the drink from the dark haired cook's apprentice, taking the whole thing in a single gulp. Handing the small glass back, he said one thing,"keep them coming." A few more, and the alcohol still hadn't visibly taken it's toll. He was becoming a bit less resserved however, and it didn't feel wrong at all when he looked over at the cat girl infront of him and wolf whixtled. Certainly that tail waving behind the bar was less exotic without alcohol, but he was drawn directly to it.
"Miss Burobell, perhaps after you've given a couple of those martinis and 'teas' out, you'd be willing to sit and have a drink with me?" he said, his sauve sophistication not impaired buy the drinks. He was nearly able to drink an orcish raiding party to the point they passed out, and he had the scars from almost succeeding. A couple more drinks passed down his mawwhilst he waited for her reply.
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 6:49 am
Cressa glared after the snowy catgirl, folding her arms. "Prude."
Looking round, she then noticed her friend's escape. "Oh, jal uoi'nota!"
She marched over to the water's edge and yanked out the floundering Lorika. "You! I don't know who you are, but we're going after him TOGETHER!"
The drow then stole away into the night, dragging the blonde-haired human behind her.
(( IMPROBABLE EXIT POST!
Sorry guys. Maybe I'll bring one of them back when I have more time. ))
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 1:51 pm
Ah, she heard a voice behind her. "Oh sure I would, just let me go deliver these~," she said, straightening up. Balancing the tray with one hand on her head, she adjusted her underwear-wrappings and the fan stuck in them on her side. She walked over to the heavily occupied pool. "Okay, who wants one?"No one responded, too ensconced in their conversations. She gave them a disapproving look, then said, "Eh well, everyone for themselves!" and put the tray down on a nearby rock. A moment later, she plopped down next to Storm. "Soooo.... I heard you're some kinda great warrior. WHat's your main weapon~?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 1:03 pm
As the last bubble popped in the water, panda's head slowly emerged from below. Thankfully he trained enough so that his body would subconsciously protect him when he needed it. He'd been under long enough to grow gills and breath underwater. when he came back up everyone seemed preoccupied with something else, and the people he was with left him. Frustrated that they would just let a man drown, he stormed up to the bar and grabbed a bottle. Drinking it down in long hard gulps.
After the alcohol took effect, he felt his body loosen once more. Still pissed, he staggeringly stormed off to a cool bath to relax.
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 5:12 pm
He was mid swallow when she replied, and the obvious inuendic response made the alcohol rise rather than go down as it should have. After a short sputtering spell, he sat straight and recomposed himself."Well, I normally use my sword- it is an old family possession." He sat there for a moment, thoughts of his previous life flooding up to meet him. The days of living for the past behind him, the sad nostalgia and feelings of grief swept by him, rather than through him.
"But of course, my skill with a blade is eclipsed by your obvious sophistication in a kitchen, and you insurmountable skill in mixing drinks so effectively." Again, his resistance to alcohol was intact, and he swallowed yet another 'white russian' pushing the empty glass to the side where Oswald would asuredly poor him another.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:37 am
Feline closed her eyes as Rayne's hand slid over to her arm. She'd only been drinking green tea, but she still seemed to be getting light headed.
Maybe it was the heat?
Opening her eyes again she realized that she had involentairily leaned in closer to him. She blinked a couple of times to try and clear her head, but all it did was bring his face back into wonderful focus.
"Ah yes, drinks!" she blurted to break the memorization, "Two of those chipotle martinis over here please."
When the drinks arrived she handed one over to him while gesturing with the other one that was in her hand towards the now empty end of the pool.
"Looks like this place just got a little cozier! I wonder where everyone went? For some reason I don't remember them leaving." Feline let out a laugh and took a sip of the martini.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:00 am
Rayne tried to hide a sly grin by sipping his martini. she almost seemed intoxicated before her first drink.
"hmm, maybe they just couldn't take the heat? I don't really know what happened but as it is, this place isn't nearly as interesting now." He said taking a bold move and sliding right next to her and putting his arm around her, the other one sipping his martini.
"Although not that it matters. The interest is all on this side of the pool as it is. Don't you think?" He said with a smile in her direction.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 9:28 am
StormDawn He was mid swallow when she replied, and the obvious inuendic response made the alcohol rise rather than go down as it should have. After a short sputtering spell, he sat straight and recomposed himself."Well, I normally use my sword- it is an old family possession." He sat there for a moment, thoughts of his previous life flooding up to meet him. The days of living for the past behind him, the sad nostalgia and feelings of grief swept by him, rather than through him.
"But of course, my skill with a blade is eclipsed by your obvious sophistication in a kitchen, and you insurmountable skill in mixing drinks so effectively." Again, his resistance to alcohol was intact, and he swallowed yet another 'white russian' pushing the empty glass to the side where Oswald would asuredly poor him another. She grinned when he sputtered. She hadn't meant her comment that way, but if he took it that way, who was she to object~? "Thank you very much~, you're too kind. You know though, I didn't originally join the Order to cook away my days. By trade I'm a fanmaker and a musician. I had tried to start a movement in the ranks for all the musicians, but they were all busy blasting away Nation ramparts. Guess they wanted a little action.
I mean, I was a pretty good fanmaker, even though I was a better musician. Made this one myself~.
Do you like it?"She drew the thin fan stuck into her underwrappings out, and unfolded it, looking at its condition from so much use underwater. [[Okay, now post something! Here's something like it. Make the leaf silk, and halve the number of sticks, and that's essentially it!]]
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 11:40 am
The shore was lovely today; Shinichi just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to sunbathe in the sand. Taking advantage of the high tide, he made his way up onto the sand, feeling the course grain rub against his scales. He sighed contently and laid back to bask in the sun. Shinichi loved sunbathing, but he always liked it best on the beach, the sand felt nice on his scales. His wings stretched out to dry off as well from the water, the grains sticking to his back and wings. The white haired merman yawned; high tide would last for an hour before shrinking back into low tide, so he had some time. Closing his eyes, he unintentionally drifted off.
Waking with a start, he flapped his wings and leaned up on his elbows, looking down to see that the tide had drawn back quite a bit. He was stranded. Shinichi cursed; how could he have been so stupid and fall asleep on the shore? Would someone find him and put him back in the water? He could feel his scales drying out far too much, becoming very uncomfortable. He had been very curious of this island and the people on it, but would they help him?
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