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Aug 30, 2010 23:50

Who: Ceodore, Freyjadour, and OPEN to Castmates (particularly parents or nagging figures)
What: Post-drinking aftermath
When: Today, right after this (which isn't quite done, but getting there)
Where: Through the village proper.
Summary: The prince pair decided to test out the waters for the first time of drinking with the buddies and got quite ( Read more... )

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DID SOMEBODY SAY NAGGING FIGURES? praygenius August 31 2010, 05:46:04 UTC
By the time they passed the house where the twins lived, the song had become both very vulgar and very loud. Porom wasn't fond of either of these things at the best of times. She certainly didn't approve of them while they were keeping her from sleeping. She was practically furious when she looked out of the window and realized that she knew one of the singers.

And so a minute or so later, a very disapproving white mage stormed out of the house, walking up behind the two princes. It wasn't particularly difficult to catch up with them when they were stumbling around like that.

"Ceodore Harvey." She said, announcing her presence in her very best and well practised 'now you are in big trouble' voice.

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I am so sorry, but she looks like her twin and has hypno-boobs to boot. falenandawn August 31 2010, 23:06:45 UTC
Frey blinks as he hears a voice from behind him and turns around in a rather sloppy manner, nearly causing the pair to stumble as he does so. A big grin shows up on his face, though, at the sight of Porom.

“Wowwwww. Yous….look juuuust like Jeane! Same pretty and… and pink and eveeerything.” He vaguely wondered if she was related…….That kind of family could probably take out an army on looks alone, never mind rune magic.

But… how would Jeane know Ceodore?

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lunarianlegacy September 1 2010, 02:21:15 UTC
Ceodore goes crashing sideways into his buddy when Frey suddenly turns around. His own grin mirrors the other princes and he nods amiably enough. "Porom's real pretty. They should write a song about her too." The rest of what was being said sinks in and he nudges Frey in the side. "So who's Jeane? You holdin' out on meeee?"

Clearly Porom's annoyance went right over Ceodore's drunk head.

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praygenius September 1 2010, 02:38:20 UTC
"You are not" Porom began in a tone that communicated anything but thankfulness for the compliment. "behaving in a manner that is at all appropriate for the Prince of Baron."

She paused, deciding to address Frey as well. "Nor are either of you behaving in a manner that is at all appropriate for anyone."

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falenansun August 31 2010, 05:56:27 UTC
Arshtat was starting to become worried when Freyjadour hadn't returned at a decent enough hour. True, this may seem like a safe enough place and the village was close by, but she was a mother and couldn't help but worry when her son was out late.

And hearing that rather loud song in what sounded like her son's voice was not helping matters.

She will be waiting in front of the door for the pair to arrive, because her son obviously needs to be scolded for this. It is one thing to drink, but a member of the royal family was expected to keep their head no matter what the circumstances when in public. If Frey wanted to go out drinking, he was going to need to learn limits. That is why children don't get more than a glass of wine at dinner and celebrations.

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falenandawn August 31 2010, 23:07:25 UTC
Frey at the moment was at the happy, fuzzy stage of drunk where everything only half made sense. As such, when he sees his mother waiting at the front door his first reaction is to stop. And stare.

And then he laughs happily, remembering this place…. Did the thing. With the dead people. And mother was here. Though he hadn’t the faintest idea why she looked so disappointed. Did he have something on his shirt….?

Oh! Oh! He never introduced her to Ceodore, right? That’s why. Bad manners.

“Motha…Motheh… Mom! This is Ceodoreee. My friend.” He’s smiling widely, rather proud of himself for figuring it out.

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lunarianlegacy September 1 2010, 02:31:02 UTC
Ceodore was equally confused why Frey's mother looked so put out. Best he could figure, she was still angry about... something. What was it? Uh a name or a title or was it a couerl? The introduction clearly fixed everything. Mostly.

After taking about half a minute to process what Frey was saying to her, then he caught on. Introductions! Right, he could handle that. Did those formal things at home all the time. She didn't like informal stuff. So he executed his best formal bow, which resulted in him stumbling forward and missing crashing into Arshtat by a couple of inches. "Your Majesty, is a pleashure to meet you. This is Frey." Oh wait. Holding up one finger, he amended himself. "You already know that, doncha?"

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falenansun September 2 2010, 03:14:00 UTC
Arshtat frowned at the pair's actions. "You two are in no condition to be outside." She is glaring at her son especially. "I know I taught you better than to behave like this."

And then with Ceodore's horrible bow and slurred speech she looked even more displeased than before, which is quite a feat. "I think the both of you need to come inside now before you make complete fools of yourselves."

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eidolon_soul August 31 2010, 07:16:26 UTC
Oh, Ceodore. This was not the time to test Rydia's patience. She'd already had a very trying day, one that involved early-morning combat, cleaning up the aftermath, a lot of healing, and still feeling very sore by the end of it. To add to the injustice of it all, it seemed that Kain was dead to the world while she, just as exhausted, couldn't easily enter the same state.

And so Ceodore and Frey were met at the door of the house with a frowning, slightly swaying Rydia. She stared daggers at them, having no interest in a kinder approach. The required strength she really didn't have at the moment. "You have one second to shut up, or you'll both be toads until morning. You decide." And this was a threat that she would carry out with no hesitation. There was energy enough in her left for one more spell before she collapsed, and if they wanted it, they would get it.

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falenandawn August 31 2010, 23:20:47 UTC
Once they get within a close distance of the house, Frey stops walking when he sees Rydia glaring at them, shrinking back a bit. Wow, she was angry. Why was she so angry? And… falling downish? But she was also pretty. Very pretty. Like the lady in the song.

“Ry..Rydiaaaa’s pretty isn’t she Ceodoreee?” Maybe a compliment will make her happy?

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lunarianlegacy September 1 2010, 02:35:04 UTC
"Hullo, Rydia!" Oh he knows that face, but he doesn't have any idea why Rydia's making it. Which doesn't stop Ceodore from laughing and nodding in agreement with his friend. "Yup. Very pretty. They should write a song about her too." Of course, why they're acting so ridiculous should be quite easy to tell from the scent of booze coming off both boys. About the fourth round it started sloshing out of mugs and spilling on its own. Pretty funny stuff, no one mentioned that liquids would do that.

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*could not resist something totally random* dragoon_pride September 1 2010, 09:22:26 UTC
Kain was still half out of it- more or less sleepwalking- as he got out of bed. There was a frustrating, annoying sound somewhere and he wanted to make it stop. So he did what any sensible half-asleep person would do... he grabbed the first objects that came to hand and went to the window.

Once he opened it, he began to throw things down in an attempt to hit the two drunken boys. Down went his pillow, a few more random objects from on top of the nightstand... and finally a table lamp.

Then he proceeded to turn and go straight back to bed once more.

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