Group Log with, Aila, Queen, Hugo, Salome, Camus, Helmut, Mathiu, and a cast of thousands!
Mathiu: *sits at his usual table in the tavern with a single glass of wine, looking very rough*
Hugo: *comes into the tavern, looking for something to eat. He can barely keep his eyes open.*
Queen: *walks in from the outside and spots Mathiu right away. It was a typical sight. She orders some beer and joins him* Hey, how're you holding up?
Helmut: *wanders into the tavern, looking around for anyone he may know...then orders a beer.*
Hugo: *argues with the NPC tavern owner, since he's saying they don't sell food anymore. It's not made any better when the tavern owner refuses to give him any alcohol.*
Mathiu: *smiles at Queen* Good to see you. I'm all right. *calls to Hugo* Hugo...
Aila: *wanders into the tavern, a lot on her mind considering the events of the last few days...she looks up and waves to Queen and the rest of the table and orders a vanilla creme soda before coming to sit down...*
Hugo: *grumbling, he accepts some root beer and walks over to Mathiu and sits down heavily.* Hey.
Queen: *to Aila and Hugo* Hey you two. Back for more?
Aila: *chuckles* One can never have enough soda. How is everyone?
Mathiu: *waves to Helmut* Join us? *to Hugo* What do you want? I'll get it for you.
Hugo: Not tonight, apparently. *takes a swig of his root beer* It's okay, Mathiu. It's probably a better idea that I lay off the alcohol tonight.
Queen: *smirks at Aila*You can never have enough soda. *sips her beer* I can never have enough beer.
Helmut: *turns his attention to Mathiu and nods* Of course, Sir Mathiu. Thank you. *takes a seat the table*
Aila: *wrinkles her nose at the mention of beer and looks over at both Hugo and Mathiu, who both look very tired...* How's Hard-Headed Nash doing?
Mathiu: *dryly* He'll survive.
Queen: Hm? *looks at Helmut curiously* I've never seen you around before. I'm Queen.
Aila: *mutters*...he's got too much mouth not to survive...*rolls her eyes*
Hugo: *starts nodding off right there at the table, and slowly, his head comes to rest on the table top. He's out cold, sleeping.*
Helmut: *glances at Queen and smiles* I don't venture out of my ship very much. How do you do? I'm Helmut. *extends a hand out at Queen*
Mathiu: *looks at Hugo* Good to see that he's going to get some sleep at last.
Queen: *shakes his hand* It's nice to meet you, Helmut. You have a ship here? You must be from the Island Nations then ...
Helmut: I do have a ship. It's near the back of the castle. Drop by anytime if you like. And indeed, I am from the Island Nations. Can't say I miss that place, it was always so humid there.
Mathiu: *raises his glass* Good to have you around, Helmut.
Aila: *had been listening to herself think but Mathiu's voice pulls her out of it* I'm sorry...I'm Aila. Nice to meet you. *blushes, a little flustered*
Queen: Heh. I bet. Well, there are quite a few of you guys here. *takes another sip of her beer and then smirks to Mathiu* Have any more games in mind?
Mathiu: Ah, the last one seemed to go well. *coughs* Shall we play again?
Queen: But Cray's not here to tease ...
Helmut: Like wise, Sir Mathiu. *smiles* .....and what is this game you speak of....?
Aila: I'm in, but let me change clothes first - I'm all grungy from target practice today.
Mathiu: *grins* Queen'll explain.
Queen: Hurry back, Aila.
Queen: *stares incredulously at Mathiu* Me? It was your idea.
Mathiu: *sips his wine* I know.
Queen: *sighs and turns to Helmut* Well, basically, he suggested we play Truth and Dare. The alcohol makes it a bit more interesting as well.
Helmut: *chugs down his beer and orders another* I see....interesting......I'm in then.
Queen: *smirks* Great. Mathiu, do you want to start again?
Mathiu: Sure. *to Helmut* Truth or Dare.
Helmut: Hmm...Dare.
Mathiu: Hmm...dare....ah...down that beer in one gulp.
Queen: That's a lame dare, Mathiu.
Mathiu: Hey, I don't know the guy too well. *shrugs*
Helmut: Aw..damn. I was hoping for something more...challenging.... *takes his beer mug and downs everything in one gulp*
Queen: You see? Yeah, well, you could've come up with something a little more ... yes, challenging.
Mathiu: *shrugs again* Your turn, Helmut.
Helmut: *smiles* Queen. Truth or.....Dare?
Queen: *finishes her beer and smirks* I guess I'll give truth a shot ...
Aila: *wanders back in wearing a fresh change of clothes* Hi, guys, I'm back. And right on time, it seems. *sits back down next to the still sleeping Hugo...*
Queen: Good, you missed nothing much really. Mathiu dared Helmut to drink the beer in one gulp.
Aila: That seems...rather tame. *blinks*
Helmut: *ponders for a short moment* Hmm...So, Queen...who was the hottest man you've went to bed with?
Mathiu: *nearly sputters his wine across the table*
Aila: That seems...rather not tame. *blinks*
Queen: ... Thank the gods I finished my drink ... *facepalms*
Queen: Uh ... I don't know that's kind of hard to say, I've only been with ... two people ...
Queen: Do you guys really need to hear this?!
Aila: You'll understand if I'm not that interested, right? *continues watching the sleeping Hugo*
Mathiu: If you refuse you have to take the consequence.
Queen: At least Aila's got some sense ... Argh ... well ... *flushes* C-cray's h-hot in bed, but if you're ... talking about looks ... then it has to be Gustav, unfortunately ...
Mathiu: *sips his wine* Your turn.
Aila: *focuses on playing with Hugo's hair, trying to block out Queen's confession...*
Helmut: *continues to smile and drink his beer*
Queen: Hold on, let me get more to drink. *gets up and orders a bottle of brandy and brings it back*
Queen: Truth or dare, Aila? *pours herself a shot and tosses it back*
Aila: Um...*sips her soda thoughtfully*...Truth.
Helmut: *excuses himself to goto the washroom cuz he drank too much beer*
Queen: Ok, hm, let's see ... *grins* What do you think about Jacques~
Aila: *sputters*
Queen: *her grin widens and she pours herself a new shot of brandy, tossing it back* Go on, dear.
Aila: Well...I...umm...I think he's sweet. And he's a good friend and I miss him. *goes back to drinking her soda and concentrating it as if to memorize every bubble in the glass*
Mathiu: *smiles at Aila* That's sweet. Your turn.
Queen: Aw, shucks, Aila. You got off that time.
Aila: *finally comes up for air from her soda, and smiles sweetly at Queen and just before she opens her mouth to say something, she burps.*
Salome: *enters the tavern looking as though he has a purpose, but ends up sitting in a safe-looking corner to look over some papers*
Aila: *blushes furiously and covers her mouth...* Excuse me...
Mathiu: *takes a sip of his wine*
Queen: Heh heh. It's all right Aila. Well, it's your turn to ask. Who's it going to be?
Aila: Let me see...okay, Mathiu. Truth or dare?
Salome: *discreetly eavesdropping* ...
Mathiu: Truth.
Aila: Okay. When was the last time you kissed someone you truly loved, and when was that?
Mathiu: A week ago.
Queen: I think she also meant to say - who was that?
Aila: *raises an eyebrow because this contradicts her initial impression of him...*
Mathiu: *doesn't seem embarrassed in the least* Rekion.
Queen: *grins* Good for you Mathiu. All right, I'm going up to get mor e drinks even if I haven't finished my bottle. Does anyone want anything?
Mathiu: *smiles at Queen* I'll have another glass of wine.
Aila: May I have a coconut soda? With that stuff in it that makes it taste like coconuts?
Queen: Sure, I'll be back shortly. *goes to the bar and orders the drinks and on her way back, she notices Salome in a corner and shouts to him* Hey, come join us!
Salome: *turns his head* ...? I cannot decline an invitation, I suppose...*relocates, bringing his papers*
Mathiu: So it's my turn. Hmmm....
Queen: *grins* Wonderful. *brings the drinks back to the table and hands them out* Would you like some brandy, Salome?
Salome: No, thank you. Water is fine.
Mathiu: Are you playing our silly game, Lord Salome?
Aila: *sips on her rum and coke and smiles as it warms her insides and makes her feel relaxed...
Salome: I was unaware you were playing any sort of game. *raises an eyebrow, but that's kind of a lie...*
Queen: Tsk, water is boring. How about I get you some orange juice?
Aila: *looks up at Queen when she says 'orange juice', then looks back down at her drink and goes back to sipping it...*
Mathiu: *waves his finger at Salome* The fickle finger of fate has chosen you! Truth or dare, sir.
Camus: *Since it has been a quiet day, the knight decided to venture down to the tavern for a drink before retiring for the night. Coming in and leaning against the bar, he notices a rowdy bunch of people crowded around a table*
Salome: ....*very much content with his water* Truth or dare?
Mathiu: Yes, truth or dare. Chose one before I die. Again.
Salome: ...............Truth. ...Pray tell, why are you going to die? *strange look*
Mathiu: According to the history books I've been dead since IS 458. And yet, I am here. Anyway, truth...eh...hmm...Who is Lady Chris dating? Surely Zexen's Silver Maiden is attached?
Queen: Excellent question, Mathiu. *grins and tosses back another shot*
Salome: It is not my place to disclose any of Lady Chris's personal information...*leans forward slightly* But I'm afraid I do not even know myself.
Queen: Excuse me while I go get another drink. *her bottle of brandy is still quite full but she goes anyways and orders an "orange juice". She notices Camus this time* Hey, Camus. Come over and sit with us.
Mathiu: Dodged like a true strategist. Well played, good sir knight. It's your turn.
Salome: *traces the rim of his water cup in thought*...I'm afraid I'm rather unaccustomed with this game. Is there a particular person I ask?
Camus: Lady Queen, it is nice to see you again. *He nods and smiles, taking his order of ale* What are you all doing this evening?
Mathiu: *smiles at Camus then replies to Salome* Ah, no. Just anyone at the table. Ask them if they want a truth or a dare.
Queen: Mathiu has us playing a little game of Truth or Dare. *grins* It can get interesting ...
Camus: *Chuckles* I am sure. Well, if the good doctor has started a game, it would be impolite to refuse an offer.
Aila: *smiles politely at Camus and notices that her glass is empty.*
Queen: Good, come sit. *heads back to the table and places the "orange juice in front of Salome*
Salome: *waves to the other knight* Will you humor me in answering to truth or dare?
Salome: *does not even notice said orange juice*
Camus: *comes and sits, smiling politely at the assembled people* I will. What would you have of me?
Salome: It is your choice, if I understand the rules correctly. *takes a sip, and notices the difference in taste, his nonexistent eyebrow twitching momentarily*
Queen: *grins behind folded hands*
Camus: Ah, this is true, my skills at these games are a bit rusty. *Hmms for a moment* Truth then.
Salome: ....*pauses, glancing around the table for a moment* ...I suppose this is my cue to ask something highly personal and shocking, is it not?
Mathiu: *grins* I can tell you played this before.
Camus: *smiles* Would you prefer a dare then?
Salome: It is a common pasttime amongst the other infantrymen. *to Camus* It is entirely your choice. I just lack the creative facilities to appeal to this crowd.
Aila: *orders another rum and coke, realizing that a lot of her perceptions are going out of the window...*
Mathiu: *sips his wine* This crowd? Ah, this is a tame crowd from what I understand.
Queen: *pours herself yet another shot of brandy and tosses it down* Mathiu is right. You make it sound like we're delinquents.
Camus: *smiles again, amused* Well, considering that I am not well acquainted with all of you, perhaps a dare would be easier.
Salome: A dare? *ponders*
Aila: *thanks the NPC for her fresh rum and coke and tries to look as innocent as possible...*
Salome: *gestures to the shelf of empty glasses and bottles nearby* Can you stack those into a pyramid shape in under twenty seconds?
Mathiu: Delinquents? Why I could have trapsed troops around yours in my day, Sir Salome.
[22:16] Salome: Salome: Now now, I never said you were delinquints. I believe Queen was the one who said that.
Mathiu: *grins* I know. I'm teasing you.
Salome: *gives Mathiu a half grin and polishes off the rest of the "orange juice;" for some strange inexplicable reason wonders if there is anything handy nearby to toss into the lake*
Camus: Hmm... *he eyes the stack* I can certainly try. *gets up and goes over to the pile* If someone would be so good as to tell me when to start...?
Queen: *notices Salome toss the "orange juice" back and grins madly* Would you like another drink Salome?
Salome: A refill for my water would be much appreciated.
Mathiu: I'll time you. Ready. Set....
Queen: *gets up yet again and orders a water and another e"orange juice" and sets them in front of Salome*
Salome: *ever so politely moves the "orange juice" away with his hand, and drinks from the water cup*
Helmut: *returns after a REALLY LONG bathroom break and it looks like he's miss a lot of fun....* Er...hello. What's going on?
Camus: *When Mathiu says 'go' he starts to stack the pile. He goes at a steady pace, concentrating on not breaking things*
Queen: *smirks at Helmut* Hey there, Mister. Didja fall in?
Aila: *snickers*
Helmut: I'm afraid I left Moonstone outside..hope that's alright. *turns to Queen* I suppose.....or was it that the toilet bowl kept moving all the time...?
Mathiu: Time's up.
Queen: *cocks her head to the side and grins at Helmut* You're drunk already?
Salome: ....*shakes head, but is nonetheless amused; turns to look at Camus's work*
Camus: *Steps back, letting the 'judges' decide on his success*
Helmut: Uh...no! No such thing as drunk...even though I snuck 3 bottles of vodka into the men's room and downed it real fast, doesn't mean I'm drunk already. *smiles*
Aila: *plays with Hugo's hair but something tickles her hand...someone's put some orange ribbons in it. With a bit of a lopsided grin, she starts braiding Hugo's hair and putting ribbons on the ends...
Queen: *laughs* You could have drunk the bottles out here, you know.
Hugo: *the Karayan's hand twitches, and he mumbles something incoherent.*
Salome: *appraising look* A job well done. Especially for twenty seconds.
Aila: *quickly takes her hands away and looks at Camus' handiwork, trying again to look innocent. * That's really good.
Helmut: *smiles at Queen* I saved some for you! It's unopened. *fumbles around*
Salome: *while no one is looking, he dumps the "orange juice" into the nearest cup...which happens to be Hugo's.*
Queen: Aw, thanks. I still have brandy, too.
Hugo: *raises his head sleepily and looks around* Wass goin' on? *he yawns and rubs the sleep out of his eyes*
Camus: *returns to his seat* I believe that I ask the next question?
Mathiu: *nods to Camus* You do.
Aila: *turns to look at Hugo* That tired, hm?
Camus: Very well. *turns to Helmut, since he is the new arrival (sort of)* Sir Helmut, truth or dare?
Hugo: *looks at Aila with hooded eyes.* How long was I sleeping for?
Mathiu: *smirks at the ribbons in Hugo's hair* Not long enough.
Aila: *giggles*
Helmut: *smiles smuggly...obviously sloshed* Truth, honey!
Salome: *stands up, casting Hugo's hair an amused look* I'm afraid I must be going. *to Queen* Thank you for inviting me to your table, and for the water.
Queen: *smirks* What about the juice?
Hugo: Wha? *doesn't understand what's going on or why people are looking at his hair and giggly or smirking.*
Salome: Goodness, it seems it's gone. *flat look to the empty cup*
Queen: Yeah, you didn't drink it. Now your immune system will suffer.
Hugo: *drinks some of his root beer, not knowing Salome dumped his "orange juice" into it. He makes a face.*
Salome: I am sure my immune system is more than capable of taking care of itself.
Queen: Heh. Right. Too bad though. *takes another shot of brandy* Perhaps you would like some of this instead?
Camus: *Quirks an eyebrow at the 'honey' part, but doesn't comment* Truth....hmm, you are from the past, correct? What is the best change from your time to ours?
Salome: I'm afraid I'll have to decline. *takes his papers and bows briefly* Thank you again.
Mathiu: Be well, Salome. Don't lose your sense of humor.
Salome: As to you yours, Mathiu. *short wave, then exits*
Camus: Have a good evening, sir.
Queen: Ta-ta Salome.
Hugo: *turns to Aila* What's going on?
Aila: *looks up at his head and then shakes hers, giggling* N..n...nothing....
Hugo: No, really. What did you guys talk about?
Aila: *composes herself and looks at Hugo* Oh, the usual Truth or Dare shenanigans. You've not missed much. Are you allright?
Helmut: Hmm...best change...the fact that I can drink and be merry, bring home strange pets and um..otherwise forget the fact taht I was once commander of some Empire...hmm..yeah..that's it...
Hugo: What? Yeah - my root beer tastes off.
Mathiu: *nods to Helmut* Fair enough. Your turn.
Queen: *yawns and pours herself another shot* I hope you'll make it good.
Helmut: Maybe I pass my turn off to someone else...I need to excuse myself again. I'll only be a moment.
Mathiu: Queen, you're up.
Aila: I have no idea...maybe it's gone flat?
Hugo: *shrugs and looks around the table, noticing the new additions.*
Queen: Hm ... Mathiu, Truth or Dare?
Aila: I can always get you another one? My glass is empty anyway. Would anyone else like anything?
Hugo: If the bartender'll give you a beer for me, then I'll have one of those.
Mathiu: Truth.
Aila: *beams* Allright! *politely gets up and excuses herself to make a run to the bar*
Queen: *facepalms* Damn, you people are so boring! Ah, ok then. *grins* Do you enjoy thinking about Rekion ... naked?
Hugo: *sputters, since he's sneaked glances at Mathiu's sketchbook and seen the picture in question.*
Mathiu: *doesn't seem phased at the question* I believe that there is nothing shameful about being nude and yes, I enjoy imaginging her naked.
Queen: *bursts out laughing because he says it with a straight face* Good for you, I suppose. Now it's your turn.
Camus: *Sips his ale, enjoying Mathiu's sedate response*
Aila: *comes back to the table with a beer, another rum and coke, and some napkins...* Here you go, Hugo. *sits back down and looks around* Okay, I missed something, didn't I?
Mathiu: Hugo, truth or dare.
Hugo: *nods to Aila, but he can't bring himself to tell her what she missed.* I'll go with truth.
Queen: *grins at Aila* All you missed was Mathiu admitting that he enjoys thinking about Rekion naked.
Mathiu: What do you find to be the most attractive feature of another person?
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Aila: He thinks about stuff like that? *blinks at Queen, not caring if her inner voice turns into her out loud voice*
Queen: Heh, apparently yes.
Hugo: *takes a swig of his beer, thinking about the question.*
Mathiu: *to Aila* Of course I think of stuff like that. I'm human.
Hugo: I'd say the area where the throat meets the collarbone, as well as the area just under the corner of the jaw.
Aila: *studies Mathiu for a moment* A serious human, but I'll give you that.
Mathiu: *raises a brow at her and sips his wine, then to Hugo* Well said. Your turn.
Hugo: *looks around at the table.* Aila - truth or dare?
Aila: Um...*tilts her head, contemplating her glass*...Truth.
Queen: How come it's been nothing but Truth tonight?
Mathiu: *slowly gets to his feet* It's been fun folks.
Aila: Because I remember the dares from the other night. The truth is far less humiliating than any dare you guys could come up with. *sage smile*
Queen: *grins at Aila* You're so innocent, that's why. *sees Mathiu rise* Leaving already?
Camus: Have a good night, Sir Mathiu.
Helmut: *returns but notices that people are leaving*
Hugo: *looks slightly disappointed, because he was hoping she'd say dare* Truth, eh? Okay - Who's on your list of guys that'd you want to sleep with?
Aila: Whatever innocence I had went out the window with the 14th - remember I told you about Elaine and the midget. *shivers*
Mathiu: *bids his farewells and exits*
Hugo: *turns to Mathiu and waves*
Aila: *immediately sputters, now regretting her entire speech about the truth being far less humiliating than any dare...*
Queen: *laughs* Right. You're just scarred, though, not corrupted. *laughs harder at Hugo's question* Good one, Hugo.
Hugo: *looks at Aila, waiting for her answer.*
Aila: *chugs the rest of her rum and coke and takes a deep breath...* You. Jacques. *pauses for a moment to contemplate...*
Queen: *raises an eyebrow and grins* Heh, I thought so ... *begins drinking the brandy from the bottle, instead of a glass*
Aila: *shrugs* I'm picky, so right now, the number's only two. Nobody else really interests me.
Camus: It is a good thing for a lady to choose her lovers carefully. *nods as he sips his ale*
Hugo: *tries not to look too pleased by Aila's answer.*
Queen: Heh. That's right. *smirks* Your turn Aila.
Aila: *nods* Especially in times such as these. Oh, my turn...*she glances sidelong at Hugo...* Okay, smarty pants. Truth or dare?
Hugo: I think that you think my pants are something other than smart, Aila. *smirks* Dare.
Queen: *slaps table* Finally.
Aila: *feeling slightly emboldened by the rum and coke[s]...* Allright then. Your dare is to kiss me.
Queen: *grins* You go girl.
Hugo: *raises an eyebrow, wondering what Stallion would think of him kissing someone else.* (cont'd)
Hugo: *But, he was dared, and he's not one to back away from a dare. So, he leans over, resting his unbroken hand on Aila's cheek, and kisses her gently.*
Aila: *her eyes widen for exactly one second before his lips actually touch hers and they close...*
Queen: *smirks and sips more brandy, nearly dropping the bottle* Well, now, what about the rest of us? Who wants to go next?
Hugo: *pulls away from Aila slowly, and trails his hand across her cheek before taking a swig of beer.*
Aila: *finally opens her eyes when Hugo begins pulling away, and finally takes a breath, letting the tiniest trace of a smile cross her lips as she orders a glass of water from a passing NPC...*
Hugo: *smirks, and goes to run a hand through his hair.* Don't I ge- HEY! *he's just realized why everyone was giggling at his hair.*
Queen: *yawns and stretches* Mmm, that reminds me ... I have someone to tend to ...
Hugo: Who put ribbons in my hair?
Queen: *knocks chair over and waves* Good night, people. Nice seeing you again, Camus. Nice meeting you Helmut. You guys have fun.
Aila: *sips her window and looks at everyone but Hugo* Goodnight, you guys. I'll see you all very soon!
Helmut: *waves...* Nice meeting you too, Queen.
Camus: *nods* Goodnight, Queen. *Also rises* I should take my leave as well as it is getting late.
Helmut: I shall head back to my ship then. Need to take care of things there...take care everyone.
Hugo: Good night Queen. *turns to Camus and nods* Camus. *turns to Aila.* Aila!
Aila: *startled by the sound of her name* I didn't put those ribbons in your hair...*stops suddenly, realizing that she told on herself...* Oops...aheh...*giggle*
Hugo: *shakes his head and grumbles* I gotta go get these things out of my hair before anyone *else* sees me.
Aila: Here, I'll take them out. You'd probably get your hair all tangled up if you tried to do it yourself. *stands up and carefully takes the ribbons out*
Hugo: *tries not to enjoy having Aila fiddling with his hair. He waits patiently until she's done.* I'd manage just fine, but thanks. *stands up* I should get back to the infirmary.
Aila: You sure you're not too tired? You did look pretty passed out earlier....*stands up as well*
Hugo: That's where I've been sleeping anyway. I'll check on everyone before I try to get some sleep. *pauses* Stay safe, alright?
Aila: *smiling* I will. You too, okay? *She waves at him, two-fingeredly*
Hugo: *nods and heads out of the tavern, back to the infirmary, grumbling and fussing with his hair.*
Aila: *Waits until he's completely out of earshot before she squeaks happily to herself and makes her way back to her room.*
Hugo: *comes into the tavern, looking for something to eat. He can barely keep his eyes open.*
Queen: *walks in from the outside and spots Mathiu right away. It was a typical sight. She orders some beer and joins him* Hey, how're you holding up?
Helmut: *wanders into the tavern, looking around for anyone he may know...then orders a beer.*
Hugo: *argues with the NPC tavern owner, since he's saying they don't sell food anymore. It's not made any better when the tavern owner refuses to give him any alcohol.*
Mathiu: *smiles at Queen* Good to see you. I'm all right. *calls to Hugo* Hugo...
Aila: *wanders into the tavern, a lot on her mind considering the events of the last few days...she looks up and waves to Queen and the rest of the table and orders a vanilla creme soda before coming to sit down...*
Hugo: *grumbling, he accepts some root beer and walks over to Mathiu and sits down heavily.* Hey.
Queen: *to Aila and Hugo* Hey you two. Back for more?
Aila: *chuckles* One can never have enough soda. How is everyone?
Mathiu: *waves to Helmut* Join us? *to Hugo* What do you want? I'll get it for you.
Hugo: Not tonight, apparently. *takes a swig of his root beer* It's okay, Mathiu. It's probably a better idea that I lay off the alcohol tonight.
Queen: *smirks at Aila*You can never have enough soda. *sips her beer* I can never have enough beer.
Helmut: *turns his attention to Mathiu and nods* Of course, Sir Mathiu. Thank you. *takes a seat the table*
Aila: *wrinkles her nose at the mention of beer and looks over at both Hugo and Mathiu, who both look very tired...* How's Hard-Headed Nash doing?
Mathiu: *dryly* He'll survive.
Queen: Hm? *looks at Helmut curiously* I've never seen you around before. I'm Queen.
Aila: *mutters*...he's got too much mouth not to survive...*rolls her eyes*
Hugo: *starts nodding off right there at the table, and slowly, his head comes to rest on the table top. He's out cold, sleeping.*
Helmut: *glances at Queen and smiles* I don't venture out of my ship very much. How do you do? I'm Helmut. *extends a hand out at Queen*
Mathiu: *looks at Hugo* Good to see that he's going to get some sleep at last.
Queen: *shakes his hand* It's nice to meet you, Helmut. You have a ship here? You must be from the Island Nations then ...
Helmut: I do have a ship. It's near the back of the castle. Drop by anytime if you like. And indeed, I am from the Island Nations. Can't say I miss that place, it was always so humid there.
Mathiu: *raises his glass* Good to have you around, Helmut.
Aila: *had been listening to herself think but Mathiu's voice pulls her out of it* I'm sorry...I'm Aila. Nice to meet you. *blushes, a little flustered*
Queen: Heh. I bet. Well, there are quite a few of you guys here. *takes another sip of her beer and then smirks to Mathiu* Have any more games in mind?
Mathiu: Ah, the last one seemed to go well. *coughs* Shall we play again?
Queen: But Cray's not here to tease ...
Helmut: Like wise, Sir Mathiu. *smiles* .....and what is this game you speak of....?
Aila: I'm in, but let me change clothes first - I'm all grungy from target practice today.
Mathiu: *grins* Queen'll explain.
Queen: Hurry back, Aila.
Queen: *stares incredulously at Mathiu* Me? It was your idea.
Mathiu: *sips his wine* I know.
Queen: *sighs and turns to Helmut* Well, basically, he suggested we play Truth and Dare. The alcohol makes it a bit more interesting as well.
Helmut: *chugs down his beer and orders another* I see....interesting......I'm in then.
Queen: *smirks* Great. Mathiu, do you want to start again?
Mathiu: Sure. *to Helmut* Truth or Dare.
Helmut: Hmm...Dare.
Mathiu: Hmm...dare....ah...down that beer in one gulp.
Queen: That's a lame dare, Mathiu.
Mathiu: Hey, I don't know the guy too well. *shrugs*
Helmut: Aw..damn. I was hoping for something more...challenging.... *takes his beer mug and downs everything in one gulp*
Queen: You see? Yeah, well, you could've come up with something a little more ... yes, challenging.
Mathiu: *shrugs again* Your turn, Helmut.
Helmut: *smiles* Queen. Truth or.....Dare?
Queen: *finishes her beer and smirks* I guess I'll give truth a shot ...
Aila: *wanders back in wearing a fresh change of clothes* Hi, guys, I'm back. And right on time, it seems. *sits back down next to the still sleeping Hugo...*
Queen: Good, you missed nothing much really. Mathiu dared Helmut to drink the beer in one gulp.
Aila: That seems...rather tame. *blinks*
Helmut: *ponders for a short moment* Hmm...So, Queen...who was the hottest man you've went to bed with?
Mathiu: *nearly sputters his wine across the table*
Aila: That seems...rather not tame. *blinks*
Queen: ... Thank the gods I finished my drink ... *facepalms*
Queen: Uh ... I don't know that's kind of hard to say, I've only been with ... two people ...
Queen: Do you guys really need to hear this?!
Aila: You'll understand if I'm not that interested, right? *continues watching the sleeping Hugo*
Mathiu: If you refuse you have to take the consequence.
Queen: At least Aila's got some sense ... Argh ... well ... *flushes* C-cray's h-hot in bed, but if you're ... talking about looks ... then it has to be Gustav, unfortunately ...
Mathiu: *sips his wine* Your turn.
Aila: *focuses on playing with Hugo's hair, trying to block out Queen's confession...*
Helmut: *continues to smile and drink his beer*
Queen: Hold on, let me get more to drink. *gets up and orders a bottle of brandy and brings it back*
Queen: Truth or dare, Aila? *pours herself a shot and tosses it back*
Aila: Um...*sips her soda thoughtfully*...Truth.
Helmut: *excuses himself to goto the washroom cuz he drank too much beer*
Queen: Ok, hm, let's see ... *grins* What do you think about Jacques~
Aila: *sputters*
Queen: *her grin widens and she pours herself a new shot of brandy, tossing it back* Go on, dear.
Aila: Well...I...umm...I think he's sweet. And he's a good friend and I miss him. *goes back to drinking her soda and concentrating it as if to memorize every bubble in the glass*
Mathiu: *smiles at Aila* That's sweet. Your turn.
Queen: Aw, shucks, Aila. You got off that time.
Aila: *finally comes up for air from her soda, and smiles sweetly at Queen and just before she opens her mouth to say something, she burps.*
Salome: *enters the tavern looking as though he has a purpose, but ends up sitting in a safe-looking corner to look over some papers*
Aila: *blushes furiously and covers her mouth...* Excuse me...
Mathiu: *takes a sip of his wine*
Queen: Heh heh. It's all right Aila. Well, it's your turn to ask. Who's it going to be?
Aila: Let me see...okay, Mathiu. Truth or dare?
Salome: *discreetly eavesdropping* ...
Mathiu: Truth.
Aila: Okay. When was the last time you kissed someone you truly loved, and when was that?
Mathiu: A week ago.
Queen: I think she also meant to say - who was that?
Aila: *raises an eyebrow because this contradicts her initial impression of him...*
Mathiu: *doesn't seem embarrassed in the least* Rekion.
Queen: *grins* Good for you Mathiu. All right, I'm going up to get mor e drinks even if I haven't finished my bottle. Does anyone want anything?
Mathiu: *smiles at Queen* I'll have another glass of wine.
Aila: May I have a coconut soda? With that stuff in it that makes it taste like coconuts?
Queen: Sure, I'll be back shortly. *goes to the bar and orders the drinks and on her way back, she notices Salome in a corner and shouts to him* Hey, come join us!
Salome: *turns his head* ...? I cannot decline an invitation, I suppose...*relocates, bringing his papers*
Mathiu: So it's my turn. Hmmm....
Queen: *grins* Wonderful. *brings the drinks back to the table and hands them out* Would you like some brandy, Salome?
Salome: No, thank you. Water is fine.
Mathiu: Are you playing our silly game, Lord Salome?
Aila: *sips on her rum and coke and smiles as it warms her insides and makes her feel relaxed...
Salome: I was unaware you were playing any sort of game. *raises an eyebrow, but that's kind of a lie...*
Queen: Tsk, water is boring. How about I get you some orange juice?
Aila: *looks up at Queen when she says 'orange juice', then looks back down at her drink and goes back to sipping it...*
Mathiu: *waves his finger at Salome* The fickle finger of fate has chosen you! Truth or dare, sir.
Camus: *Since it has been a quiet day, the knight decided to venture down to the tavern for a drink before retiring for the night. Coming in and leaning against the bar, he notices a rowdy bunch of people crowded around a table*
Salome: ....*very much content with his water* Truth or dare?
Mathiu: Yes, truth or dare. Chose one before I die. Again.
Salome: ...............Truth. ...Pray tell, why are you going to die? *strange look*
Mathiu: According to the history books I've been dead since IS 458. And yet, I am here. Anyway, truth...eh...hmm...Who is Lady Chris dating? Surely Zexen's Silver Maiden is attached?
Queen: Excellent question, Mathiu. *grins and tosses back another shot*
Salome: It is not my place to disclose any of Lady Chris's personal information...*leans forward slightly* But I'm afraid I do not even know myself.
Queen: Excuse me while I go get another drink. *her bottle of brandy is still quite full but she goes anyways and orders an "orange juice". She notices Camus this time* Hey, Camus. Come over and sit with us.
Mathiu: Dodged like a true strategist. Well played, good sir knight. It's your turn.
Salome: *traces the rim of his water cup in thought*...I'm afraid I'm rather unaccustomed with this game. Is there a particular person I ask?
Camus: Lady Queen, it is nice to see you again. *He nods and smiles, taking his order of ale* What are you all doing this evening?
Mathiu: *smiles at Camus then replies to Salome* Ah, no. Just anyone at the table. Ask them if they want a truth or a dare.
Queen: Mathiu has us playing a little game of Truth or Dare. *grins* It can get interesting ...
Camus: *Chuckles* I am sure. Well, if the good doctor has started a game, it would be impolite to refuse an offer.
Aila: *smiles politely at Camus and notices that her glass is empty.*
Queen: Good, come sit. *heads back to the table and places the "orange juice in front of Salome*
Salome: *waves to the other knight* Will you humor me in answering to truth or dare?
Salome: *does not even notice said orange juice*
Camus: *comes and sits, smiling politely at the assembled people* I will. What would you have of me?
Salome: It is your choice, if I understand the rules correctly. *takes a sip, and notices the difference in taste, his nonexistent eyebrow twitching momentarily*
Queen: *grins behind folded hands*
Camus: Ah, this is true, my skills at these games are a bit rusty. *Hmms for a moment* Truth then.
Salome: ....*pauses, glancing around the table for a moment* ...I suppose this is my cue to ask something highly personal and shocking, is it not?
Mathiu: *grins* I can tell you played this before.
Camus: *smiles* Would you prefer a dare then?
Salome: It is a common pasttime amongst the other infantrymen. *to Camus* It is entirely your choice. I just lack the creative facilities to appeal to this crowd.
Aila: *orders another rum and coke, realizing that a lot of her perceptions are going out of the window...*
Mathiu: *sips his wine* This crowd? Ah, this is a tame crowd from what I understand.
Queen: *pours herself yet another shot of brandy and tosses it down* Mathiu is right. You make it sound like we're delinquents.
Camus: *smiles again, amused* Well, considering that I am not well acquainted with all of you, perhaps a dare would be easier.
Salome: A dare? *ponders*
Aila: *thanks the NPC for her fresh rum and coke and tries to look as innocent as possible...*
Salome: *gestures to the shelf of empty glasses and bottles nearby* Can you stack those into a pyramid shape in under twenty seconds?
Mathiu: Delinquents? Why I could have trapsed troops around yours in my day, Sir Salome.
[22:16] Salome: Salome: Now now, I never said you were delinquints. I believe Queen was the one who said that.
Mathiu: *grins* I know. I'm teasing you.
Salome: *gives Mathiu a half grin and polishes off the rest of the "orange juice;" for some strange inexplicable reason wonders if there is anything handy nearby to toss into the lake*
Camus: Hmm... *he eyes the stack* I can certainly try. *gets up and goes over to the pile* If someone would be so good as to tell me when to start...?
Queen: *notices Salome toss the "orange juice" back and grins madly* Would you like another drink Salome?
Salome: A refill for my water would be much appreciated.
Mathiu: I'll time you. Ready. Set....
Queen: *gets up yet again and orders a water and another e"orange juice" and sets them in front of Salome*
Salome: *ever so politely moves the "orange juice" away with his hand, and drinks from the water cup*
Helmut: *returns after a REALLY LONG bathroom break and it looks like he's miss a lot of fun....* Er...hello. What's going on?
Camus: *When Mathiu says 'go' he starts to stack the pile. He goes at a steady pace, concentrating on not breaking things*
Queen: *smirks at Helmut* Hey there, Mister. Didja fall in?
Aila: *snickers*
Helmut: I'm afraid I left Moonstone outside..hope that's alright. *turns to Queen* I suppose.....or was it that the toilet bowl kept moving all the time...?
Mathiu: Time's up.
Queen: *cocks her head to the side and grins at Helmut* You're drunk already?
Salome: ....*shakes head, but is nonetheless amused; turns to look at Camus's work*
Camus: *Steps back, letting the 'judges' decide on his success*
Helmut: Uh...no! No such thing as drunk...even though I snuck 3 bottles of vodka into the men's room and downed it real fast, doesn't mean I'm drunk already. *smiles*
Aila: *plays with Hugo's hair but something tickles her hand...someone's put some orange ribbons in it. With a bit of a lopsided grin, she starts braiding Hugo's hair and putting ribbons on the ends...
Queen: *laughs* You could have drunk the bottles out here, you know.
Hugo: *the Karayan's hand twitches, and he mumbles something incoherent.*
Salome: *appraising look* A job well done. Especially for twenty seconds.
Aila: *quickly takes her hands away and looks at Camus' handiwork, trying again to look innocent. * That's really good.
Helmut: *smiles at Queen* I saved some for you! It's unopened. *fumbles around*
Salome: *while no one is looking, he dumps the "orange juice" into the nearest cup...which happens to be Hugo's.*
Queen: Aw, thanks. I still have brandy, too.
Hugo: *raises his head sleepily and looks around* Wass goin' on? *he yawns and rubs the sleep out of his eyes*
Camus: *returns to his seat* I believe that I ask the next question?
Mathiu: *nods to Camus* You do.
Aila: *turns to look at Hugo* That tired, hm?
Camus: Very well. *turns to Helmut, since he is the new arrival (sort of)* Sir Helmut, truth or dare?
Hugo: *looks at Aila with hooded eyes.* How long was I sleeping for?
Mathiu: *smirks at the ribbons in Hugo's hair* Not long enough.
Aila: *giggles*
Helmut: *smiles smuggly...obviously sloshed* Truth, honey!
Salome: *stands up, casting Hugo's hair an amused look* I'm afraid I must be going. *to Queen* Thank you for inviting me to your table, and for the water.
Queen: *smirks* What about the juice?
Hugo: Wha? *doesn't understand what's going on or why people are looking at his hair and giggly or smirking.*
Salome: Goodness, it seems it's gone. *flat look to the empty cup*
Queen: Yeah, you didn't drink it. Now your immune system will suffer.
Hugo: *drinks some of his root beer, not knowing Salome dumped his "orange juice" into it. He makes a face.*
Salome: I am sure my immune system is more than capable of taking care of itself.
Queen: Heh. Right. Too bad though. *takes another shot of brandy* Perhaps you would like some of this instead?
Camus: *Quirks an eyebrow at the 'honey' part, but doesn't comment* Truth....hmm, you are from the past, correct? What is the best change from your time to ours?
Salome: I'm afraid I'll have to decline. *takes his papers and bows briefly* Thank you again.
Mathiu: Be well, Salome. Don't lose your sense of humor.
Salome: As to you yours, Mathiu. *short wave, then exits*
Camus: Have a good evening, sir.
Queen: Ta-ta Salome.
Hugo: *turns to Aila* What's going on?
Aila: *looks up at his head and then shakes hers, giggling* N..n...nothing....
Hugo: No, really. What did you guys talk about?
Aila: *composes herself and looks at Hugo* Oh, the usual Truth or Dare shenanigans. You've not missed much. Are you allright?
Helmut: Hmm...best change...the fact that I can drink and be merry, bring home strange pets and um..otherwise forget the fact taht I was once commander of some Empire...hmm..yeah..that's it...
Hugo: What? Yeah - my root beer tastes off.
Mathiu: *nods to Helmut* Fair enough. Your turn.
Queen: *yawns and pours herself another shot* I hope you'll make it good.
Helmut: Maybe I pass my turn off to someone else...I need to excuse myself again. I'll only be a moment.
Mathiu: Queen, you're up.
Aila: I have no idea...maybe it's gone flat?
Hugo: *shrugs and looks around the table, noticing the new additions.*
Queen: Hm ... Mathiu, Truth or Dare?
Aila: I can always get you another one? My glass is empty anyway. Would anyone else like anything?
Hugo: If the bartender'll give you a beer for me, then I'll have one of those.
Mathiu: Truth.
Aila: *beams* Allright! *politely gets up and excuses herself to make a run to the bar*
Queen: *facepalms* Damn, you people are so boring! Ah, ok then. *grins* Do you enjoy thinking about Rekion ... naked?
Hugo: *sputters, since he's sneaked glances at Mathiu's sketchbook and seen the picture in question.*
Mathiu: *doesn't seem phased at the question* I believe that there is nothing shameful about being nude and yes, I enjoy imaginging her naked.
Queen: *bursts out laughing because he says it with a straight face* Good for you, I suppose. Now it's your turn.
Camus: *Sips his ale, enjoying Mathiu's sedate response*
Aila: *comes back to the table with a beer, another rum and coke, and some napkins...* Here you go, Hugo. *sits back down and looks around* Okay, I missed something, didn't I?
Mathiu: Hugo, truth or dare.
Hugo: *nods to Aila, but he can't bring himself to tell her what she missed.* I'll go with truth.
Queen: *grins at Aila* All you missed was Mathiu admitting that he enjoys thinking about Rekion naked.
Mathiu: What do you find to be the most attractive feature of another person?
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Aila: He thinks about stuff like that? *blinks at Queen, not caring if her inner voice turns into her out loud voice*
Queen: Heh, apparently yes.
Hugo: *takes a swig of his beer, thinking about the question.*
Mathiu: *to Aila* Of course I think of stuff like that. I'm human.
Hugo: I'd say the area where the throat meets the collarbone, as well as the area just under the corner of the jaw.
Aila: *studies Mathiu for a moment* A serious human, but I'll give you that.
Mathiu: *raises a brow at her and sips his wine, then to Hugo* Well said. Your turn.
Hugo: *looks around at the table.* Aila - truth or dare?
Aila: Um...*tilts her head, contemplating her glass*...Truth.
Queen: How come it's been nothing but Truth tonight?
Mathiu: *slowly gets to his feet* It's been fun folks.
Aila: Because I remember the dares from the other night. The truth is far less humiliating than any dare you guys could come up with. *sage smile*
Queen: *grins at Aila* You're so innocent, that's why. *sees Mathiu rise* Leaving already?
Camus: Have a good night, Sir Mathiu.
Helmut: *returns but notices that people are leaving*
Hugo: *looks slightly disappointed, because he was hoping she'd say dare* Truth, eh? Okay - Who's on your list of guys that'd you want to sleep with?
Aila: Whatever innocence I had went out the window with the 14th - remember I told you about Elaine and the midget. *shivers*
Mathiu: *bids his farewells and exits*
Hugo: *turns to Mathiu and waves*
Aila: *immediately sputters, now regretting her entire speech about the truth being far less humiliating than any dare...*
Queen: *laughs* Right. You're just scarred, though, not corrupted. *laughs harder at Hugo's question* Good one, Hugo.
Hugo: *looks at Aila, waiting for her answer.*
Aila: *chugs the rest of her rum and coke and takes a deep breath...* You. Jacques. *pauses for a moment to contemplate...*
Queen: *raises an eyebrow and grins* Heh, I thought so ... *begins drinking the brandy from the bottle, instead of a glass*
Aila: *shrugs* I'm picky, so right now, the number's only two. Nobody else really interests me.
Camus: It is a good thing for a lady to choose her lovers carefully. *nods as he sips his ale*
Hugo: *tries not to look too pleased by Aila's answer.*
Queen: Heh. That's right. *smirks* Your turn Aila.
Aila: *nods* Especially in times such as these. Oh, my turn...*she glances sidelong at Hugo...* Okay, smarty pants. Truth or dare?
Hugo: I think that you think my pants are something other than smart, Aila. *smirks* Dare.
Queen: *slaps table* Finally.
Aila: *feeling slightly emboldened by the rum and coke[s]...* Allright then. Your dare is to kiss me.
Queen: *grins* You go girl.
Hugo: *raises an eyebrow, wondering what Stallion would think of him kissing someone else.* (cont'd)
Hugo: *But, he was dared, and he's not one to back away from a dare. So, he leans over, resting his unbroken hand on Aila's cheek, and kisses her gently.*
Aila: *her eyes widen for exactly one second before his lips actually touch hers and they close...*
Queen: *smirks and sips more brandy, nearly dropping the bottle* Well, now, what about the rest of us? Who wants to go next?
Hugo: *pulls away from Aila slowly, and trails his hand across her cheek before taking a swig of beer.*
Aila: *finally opens her eyes when Hugo begins pulling away, and finally takes a breath, letting the tiniest trace of a smile cross her lips as she orders a glass of water from a passing NPC...*
Hugo: *smirks, and goes to run a hand through his hair.* Don't I ge- HEY! *he's just realized why everyone was giggling at his hair.*
Queen: *yawns and stretches* Mmm, that reminds me ... I have someone to tend to ...
Hugo: Who put ribbons in my hair?
Queen: *knocks chair over and waves* Good night, people. Nice seeing you again, Camus. Nice meeting you Helmut. You guys have fun.
Aila: *sips her window and looks at everyone but Hugo* Goodnight, you guys. I'll see you all very soon!
Helmut: *waves...* Nice meeting you too, Queen.
Camus: *nods* Goodnight, Queen. *Also rises* I should take my leave as well as it is getting late.
Helmut: I shall head back to my ship then. Need to take care of things there...take care everyone.
Hugo: Good night Queen. *turns to Camus and nods* Camus. *turns to Aila.* Aila!
Aila: *startled by the sound of her name* I didn't put those ribbons in your hair...*stops suddenly, realizing that she told on herself...* Oops...aheh...*giggle*
Hugo: *shakes his head and grumbles* I gotta go get these things out of my hair before anyone *else* sees me.
Aila: Here, I'll take them out. You'd probably get your hair all tangled up if you tried to do it yourself. *stands up and carefully takes the ribbons out*
Hugo: *tries not to enjoy having Aila fiddling with his hair. He waits patiently until she's done.* I'd manage just fine, but thanks. *stands up* I should get back to the infirmary.
Aila: You sure you're not too tired? You did look pretty passed out earlier....*stands up as well*
Hugo: That's where I've been sleeping anyway. I'll check on everyone before I try to get some sleep. *pauses* Stay safe, alright?
Aila: *smiling* I will. You too, okay? *She waves at him, two-fingeredly*
Hugo: *nods and heads out of the tavern, back to the infirmary, grumbling and fussing with his hair.*
Aila: *Waits until he's completely out of earshot before she squeaks happily to herself and makes her way back to her room.*