The daily life of a pirate shouldn't be this boring. [OPEN]

[frozen_burritos]

Characters: The crew of the 4423
Content: Akima wants to get to know the people that she works with every day. Grab the snacks and booze and join the party!
Setting: The lounge of the 4423
Time: Late afternoon-evening
Warnings: Perhaps some drunken rowdiness, swearing, and whatever else you can expect at a party full of pirates.

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[holdon2yourhat]

Originally Maxim had claimed to not be in the mood for a party. But when he had gotten left all alone in Dimo's quarters to sit and brood with himself he'd finally decided to brave the social atmosphere. He'd just attend for the food and stick to the dark corners.

Being tall and purple Maxim couldn't help but be conspicuous as he entered the room. He simply stood there and glowered, waiting for the magical happy feeling to kick in.

[theschmotone]

Dimo heard footsteps approaching the lounge, and then the door swinging open. He was fairly certain that he knew who it was by the tread, but to be certain, he glanced over his shoulder. Yes, it was Maxim, looking even more brooding than normal, if such a thing were possible. Dimo turned his attention back to the chocolate mousse and rolled his eyes where Maxim couldn't see him. He didn't entirely understand how Maxim could be in such a funk when the rest of the world was so clearly having a good time. He'd humor him, though.

After serving himself some of the delicious-looking mousse, he beckoned Maxim over. "Hoy, Maxim! Hyu should try dis! Is quite tasty."

[holdon2yourhat]

Dimo was really the only person in the room that Maxim felt like actually talking to (especially when it concerned the previous night's events) so he casually strode to where his fellow Jäger stood.

"Nize party," he said in an unconvincing tone, raising an eyebrow. "Hyu probably been enjoyink all de time alone vit de vimmen, yah?"

[theschmotone]

"Vell," Dimo replied, having another spoonful of mousse, "iz more like iz goot to meet more of de pipple in de crew. I certainly don't mind dot dey iz vimmen." He looked Maxim squarely in the eyes. "But iz even better to have hyu here, too."

[holdon2yourhat]

Maxim felt a faint heat rise to his cheeks and he smirked, subtly reminded of their previous escapade. "Hyu think hyu iz so smooth."

Honestly though, Maxim wouldn't have been able to make a serious reply to that. If he hadn't used sarcasm to cover up his sheepishness he probably would have stumbled over his words or otherwise made a fool of himself.

[theschmotone]

"Vell, I haz had a very long time to practice such tings, after all." Dimo flashed Maxim a sly smile, and said quietly, "Besides, I doesn't hear hyu complaining any." He turned back to the desserts. "zo, vhat looks good to hyu? Dere iz zo much to choose from."

[holdon2yourhat]

Maxim smirked and stepped up close to Dimo, eyeing the table of fantastic desserts. "Yez, dere iz." Eyes darting around quickly to make sure no one caught it, Maxim's fingers lightly brushed Dimo's backside and then hooked onto the waistband of his trousers. "Hyu gonna share or do Hy gots to fight hyu for dem?"

[theschmotone]

"Oh, I tink I vill share. It vould be a shame to upset de lady's party, after all, since ve just met." Dimo grinned, taking it all in. "I tink I vill try a little of everyting, und mebbe," he paused meaningfully, "go back for seconds, yez?"

[holdon2yourhat]

A grin spread slowly across Maxim's face. "Eez a buffet. Hyu can heff all dot hyu vant." He gave a wink and reached for a plate to start filling up with desserts. Well damned if he hadn't joined the party just he could flirt with Dimo some more. It was kind of silly but the danger factor (someone noticing something) make it thrilling.

[theschmotone]

Dimo smiled as Maxim appeared to perk up a little. If flirting was what it took, then so be it. Not, Dimo mused, that he wouldn't have been doing it anyway. Picking out a piece of a wonderful-looking cheesecake to start with, he mused, "And vith an appetite like mine, dot iz very goot, indeed." He checked behind him. From what he could tell, Anthy was busy with Cimorene, and Akima was rummaging through the crate that he'd brought in. Perfect. Catching up to Maxim, he took a chance and gave him a playful swat on the rump.

[anthypants]

Anthy had been busy talking to Cimorene when the second Jager had come through the door. He was very large, very purple, and by the looks of things, very unhappy. It didn't take more then a glance to figure out that approaching him was not a good idea.

However, she could not help but steal a few glances at him talking to Dimo behind Cimorene. She wasn't quite sure what it was going to be like at the market with him stomping about...but then Dimo had seemed pretty confident in his ability to work on him. She had been listening to Cimorene for a bit when she glanced back over and noticed Dimo giving him an...affectionate looking swat on the backside. And he was definitely looking perkier now.

[theschmotone]

When Maxim turned to look at him in response to the swat, Dimo said, "Dere iz somevun hyu should meet!" He pointed to the slender, purple-haired girl who had, until a moment ago, been talking with Cimorene. It was funny, though, because she was staring right at the two Jagers. "Dot iz Anthy. I helped her to come on board, und get a job in de kitchen. She vants to meet hyu," he added conspiratorially.

[holdon2yourhat]

Maxim had become rather turned on by the swat and his glance back to Dimo was rather devious-... until the subject had been changed and suddenly he was going to be introduced to someone. Ho boy. Swallowing his sudden lustful urges Maxim attempted a straight face.

"Oh. Dot's... nize." He was trying so hard to clear his mind of dirty thoughts that those were the only words that would come out.

[theschmotone]

Dimo shot a look back at Maxim that indicated quite plainly that he'd completely misinterpreted what Maxim had just said. "Yez, she iz, izn't she?" Taking Maxim by the shoulder, he steered his friend toward Anthy. That the hand on his shoulder dug their claws in a bit tighter than they should have as a possible tease of things to come was discernable only to the two of them.

[anthypants]

Anthy smiled as she saw Dimo approaching her with his friend. At least...he wasn't glowering like a thundercloud, right? She hoped for Dimo's sake that everything would be alright between them. It was obvious from the way Dimo spoke about him that his friend was in his thoughts a lot.

[theschmotone]

His hand moved to the center of Maxim's back, and Dimo pushed the recalcitrant Jager forward gently. Smiling widely at Anthy, he said, "Dis iz my goot friend of many years, Maxim. Maxim, dis iz Anthy." Having done his duty and introduced the two of them, he shifted to the side a bit and took a bite of the cheesecake, waiting to see what would happen.