Bonding time???

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Who: Fenris and Isabela
What: Playing strip Diamondback
When: Sometime in the evening
Where: Let's say Fenris' room.
Rating: ...Isabela's in it, so the rating is automatically bumped up to at least NC-17, just to be on the safe side.

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[wolfuncaged]

Oh right, that's why he never promises Isabela anything. Because she always collects. Without fail. There was a moment when the elf deliberated climbing out of the window to avoid being humiliated in a card game he was inevitably going to lose.

But no. That would be stupid. She'd just find him again anyway. Like some sort of...pirate hunting dog. Giving a sigh, he moved to open the door, arching an eyebrow at her collection.

"You come prepared, I'll give you that."

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She happily hands the alcohol over and waltzes into the room.

"Of course. Booze is an essential part of our relationship."

That and guessing what color underclothes Fenris is wearing at any given moment - not that she has any doubts finding out before the end of the night.

[wolfuncaged]

He'll move it to whatever crappy table the castle saw fit to give him when he arrived. At least this room is marginally better than his one in the mansion. There are no corpses or mushrooms growing in the corner for one thing.

"How foolish of me to forget," a pause. "Do I want to know where you got it from, or will I be happier never knowing?"

Years worth of questions finally having answers, what a night she has in store.

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Or even mushrooms growing on corpses. Man, this place has no sense of atmosphere.

"I found them in the kitchen," she replies as she takes a seat and starts shuffling the deck. "They're in one of the higher cupboards, but they're there."