Who

Vani, A'ndi, D'ex, Caelisth, Taliveth, Zynth

What

What happens when A'hali starts talking to only some of his strays about the other.

Cussing. High Emotion. Lies Revealed. More Cussing.

When

It is evening of the twenty-second day of the fifth month of the eleventh turn of the 12th pass.

Where

Liquor Cabnet, Shops, Southern Weyr

OOC Date 09 Jul 2017 07:00

 

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Liquor Cabnet

A Vintner shop that sells mid-range liquors. Nothing low-brow or fancy-schmancy finds its way here. As a result, the prices can be…well, reasonable at best.


It's a bustling evening, just around dinner time and the weyrfolk are rushing about to grab a bite, or buy their groceries, or get other shopping done before heading home to a nice meal. Amidst this chaos of every day life are our three heroes braving the crowd; D'ex and Vani and A'ndi. The brownrider has a brown knapsack slung over his shoulder full of an ever-growing supply of lovely home decor that he is paying for but not picking out. A'ndi doesn't shop. He just scavenges like a feral cat or something. At the moment he drags on after his fellow riders, complaining, "I just don't get it. If the cup gets the table wet, just wipe it off. Why do you need a thing to put it on? It's a waste of space." Minimalist.

"It is NOT a waste of space! It protects the table and prevents a need to wipe it off! Clean the coaster insead!" There is an exaperated tone to the bluerider's voice. D'ex's own knapsack is similarly full, however he knew what was in it, why, how much, and who to get a refund from if anything broke. "You need them. Everyone who owns a table needs coasters. Now if you had been reasonable about it and chosen matching coasters, that would have been great." D'ex was picking his things out. Meticulously.

Isn't it lucky that A'ndi has bought along Vani, who is a total PRO SHOPPER! She's busy fingering fabrics and generally having a great time, ignoring the pair of them bickering because honestly? She's of a similar opinion as her weyrmate, but she's not going to bring it up. Instead, every time one of them contradicts the other, she sips from a discrete flask, and she's got quite the rosy glow! Or that could be because she insists on wearing her flight leathers for this excursion, and well, it's a bit warm.

"Who cares if they match? Who's gonna see? Who is so important that they need to know the coaster their drink is on matches allllll the other coasters? I mean, you guys are the only ones who come over…" In case anyone missed it, Taliveth pipes up for D'ex and Vani's benefit, « A'NDI JUST MADE A JOKE, GUYS. » So far the brownrider has not noticed Vani's increasingly glowy state, but conveniently he stops them in front of the Liquor Cabinet. "Hey. I need to pick up something for cooking. It'll just take a minute."

"I care! Everyone cares! You may make a damn good dinner or two, but of the two of us, who has an astetically appealing weyr!?" Okay, retorical question. A'ndi's weyr has been much better recantly. Thanks to D'ex. As they pause, D'ex's napsack is shifted slightly, "Cooking? Okay, well let it be known that I am in need of some whisky and Ista brew for drinking." And in he goes after A'ndi. He glances back at Vani, smirking slighlty, "And you could get a refill."

Well Vani needs a refill now after that display! There is a sad little pout because ALL THE LIQUOR is gone! "Guys. Wait!" Yep, and there she goes! Into the Bottle shop after the boys where she stops in the doorway like the drunken asshole she is. "Wow! This place is ALMOST as good as The Booty Boutique…" She breathes. "Not that I'm going there with you pervs." Vani has had plenty to drink, but this place sells more! So it promises to be an interesting shopping experience at least. "I bet you drink more sherry than you cook with A'ndi." I don't know what is happening, she's supposed to be nicer after a flight…not this. "And, given that none of us match, there is a certain sense in none of his coasters matching." Now that she's settled their argument (and hopefully shut them up for 5 seconds) she's going to have a good gander at all the delights on display.

"I'd make a damn good breakfast too if you'd give back my klah pot. Can't leave you unsupervised for five damn minutes…" Grumblebitchcomplain. And of course A'ndi adds after the announcement of D'ex's shopping list, "You're an alcoholic, you know that?" He ends up gandering with Vani, side-eyeing the greenrider with a raised brow. "You have to get this tipsy to hang out with us? Look, just help me pick out something good. It's a roasted wherry thing."

"I am not an alcohalic and if you think I am, clearly you have never actually met an alcohaic." D'ex tosses A'ndi a grin and shrugs, "Sorry, but I don't know what you're talking about, I have my own klah pot, why would I steal your's?" Read: You are Never Getting that pot Back. Shut up for five minutes? Nah. D'ex could go for a refill as well, though. A flask apprears from the leather belt and set down on the counter. "Usual please." It would seem that D'ex has been here before, often even. As the nice man whisks the flask off to be filled with a clear, strong something, D'ex turns and leans back against the counter. "Let Vani have her fun, one doesn't have to be an alcoholic to appreciate a good drink." One hand lifts to the shop around them, "And here, one can find a good drink." Or two. Or three.

Vani pouts, because ALL OF HER DRINK IS GONE, AND THEY ARE STILL ARGUING… "Am not!" She disagrees with A'ndi for a change, folding her arms and just generally keeping a step or two 'away' from the boys. "It's professional something…" For the moment the proper word escapes her and her player. "I'm maintaining my palate!" There that sounds suitably fancy even as she makes faces behind D'ex's back while she waits for her turn at the counter. "Wherry… hmmm." Her dark eyes flick over the various glowing warm brown hues. "Try a whiskey, the smoke should be nice with wherry flesh." LOOK! She cooks and drinks! So her tip might be exactly what A'ndi needs. Even as the whiskey is exactly what she needs now that it is her turn.

A'ndi looooooooooooooooooooooooks at D'ex. "… I will get it back. You won't know when, or how, but it's going to happen." Remember, A'ndi knows where you live! Conveniently right next door! He looks a little skeptical about Vani's suggestion, but. He honestly doesn't know enough about liquor to argue. A lot of his cooking with it has been guesswork. So the whiskey is picked up and he follows after Vani to make his purchase. The proprietor is probably pretty eager to get them out of here. "Do you need to pick up anything for A'hali?"

D'ex has another bottle on the counter at this point, snagging it and his flask up before he steps back to let the others make thier purchases. "Right. Don't be stealing other people's kettles A'ndi. Did you hear that Vani? A'ndi wants to steal my pot!" It's a challange. That kettle is his. He tucks his purchases away, flask to belt, bottle to bag, but not before a healthy swig of the flask is taken. "Come on! Still have some other assetials we need. Chop chop people, how is anyone supposed to keep a schedule is you two lolly gag around?" Look, D'ex can try out Mothering too.

Vani frowns at A'ndi, sure it doesn't have that bitchy-disapproval that he has mastered, but there is a little bit of bitch in there. COS SHE <3's him. "Hal? Oh! Yes! He'd probably really like some beer or something." Shuddup she was totally thinking of him, and not that sweet sweet booze now sloshing around in her flask. "Beer. Beerbeerbeerbeerbeer. Beeeeeeeer." She keeps a running comentary on her thoughts while she searches. Anyone else think beer looks weird now too? While she is searching, she forgets herself for a moment and removes her jacket, exposing her tank top and her arms underneath. Arms that are starting to turn all sorts of pretty colours like green and purple, with some vaguely hand-shaped black stripes still evident. "If you want your kettle back why don't you buy D'ex one now?" Cos that makes sense to her. Oh, and "Shut up pirate." The problem with trying to mother Vani is that she ignores it. "Beeeeeer. Beeeer." Yup she's back to that again.

"If I buy one, I'll buy it for myself. I'm not buying him things. I bought coasters, that's all he's getting." Even though they're A'ndi's coasters. But he really only did it for the pirate. All the while he's eyeing the now exposed bruises on the greenrider's arms. As are other patrons with very suspicious glances at the boys. WHO HURT YOU, VANI- "Add grabbing a beer for Hal to your schedule and let's get her out of here," A'ndi grumbles to D'ex. You know before they get arrested or something.

A'ndi whispers, "Do you think that's what A'hali was talking about? All that shit on her arms?"

now we're gonna talk behind your back vani about SECRET THINGS

Arrested? D'ex knew all the guards. And all the cells. And probebly a good deal of the people in the cells. The man's eyes study the bruises without bothering to hide it. He gives a nod, those were it. Flights really must be something. D'ex smirks, and pulls an invisible zipper over his lips. Clearly A'ndi didn't do the secert thing often, huh? He claps a hand on A'ndi's sack-free shoulder, "Schedule edited! Come on Vani!!!" With that he turns, the flask reappearing for another swig, perhaps this shopping trip was a less good idea, huh? « You can't leave yet. Just wait. » D'ex sighs, pausing at the door to turn towards his companions. Waiting. Not leaving.

Vani stares at the pair of them, they've just gone completely INSANE, no big. "What the…" Then she remembers "Oh shit." Jacket gets put back on, if no one sees them, they don't exist right? AND NO, NO SECRET THINGS! "Actually no, what the fuck is your problem?" Seeing as she has yet to get the beer for her 'bruiser' she's just going to do that before catching up to the boys with an expectant expression on her face. Is there something she should know about? Cos it's not very discreet zipping lips in front of the person you're supposed to be zip-lipped for.

"I was going to comment that you look like your dragon sat on your arms, but D'ex advised against it." SHRUG. A'ndi plays the 'I'm an asshole, what do you expect' card. "So what happened? Is that why you're getting publically intoxicated?" Speaking of, he gives the bluerider and his flask a dirty look. "Stop that. Put that thing away." And yet A'ndi hasn't put his own bottle of whiskey away. Maybe because it might break in his knapsack and soak everything. Or maybe because you two drive him to drinking and he's just clinging to the edge right now.

D'ex offers Vani a smile, "No problem! No problem other than we are behind schedule! Oh-and that." He gives A'ndi a meaningful nod, "Thought it best to not bring it up, but if you got in a fight with someone Vani, I sure hope you won." He gives his flask another swig, just to spite A'ndi, but does tuck it into his belt. Within reach. "There is nothing wrong with public intoxication, we have dragons now, they'll get us home and if not, we can crash the shipweyr as usual."

Oh, this sudden agreeableness between the pair of them is NOT AT ALL REASSURING. But Vani isn't Vani (drunk or not) unless she abandons the direct approach and tries something a little sneaky. "A'hali did it. Are you going to beat him up?" She asks super sweetly, knowing the answer but hoping the question will keep the pair of them distracted long enough they don't notice that slight unfocusing of her eyes. And then a lazy drift of stardust enters the mental spaces of those she calls family. « Brothers? Is there something they are not telling my own? » Caelisth questions with the same sweet innocence as her rider, including a gentle gyration of asteroids for Taliveth, and the chill bite of deep space for Zynth. It's a MULTI-PRONGED ATTACK OKAY?

The fear. It is struck into A'ndi. But his response is a snapped, "Bullshit." And then YOU KNOW WHAT WE'RE OPENING THE WHISKEY AND TAKING A DRINK. "He would never." And another drink. Thankfully for his rider, Taliveth can easily sidetrack himself. « A'ndi's gonna sneak into Zynth's weyr and get the klah pot back! BUT are we going to put D'ex's hand into a glass of warm water before leaving?! I DON'T KNOW, WE MIGHT JUST IMPROVISE! »

D'ex laughs, "Oh really? The Saint that is A'hali hurting anything is ridiculous Vani and you know it!" He nods toward the door, still trying to get them out and into perhaps a less public place than this before the ineitable. "Who'd you fight with Vani? Be honest! That crazy wilding girl? I'd pay good money to see a fight like that." The blue's chill pulls away from D'ex and he pauses, mentally reaching after his dragon, but the snowscape is empty. Forstes silent, air still. The man tenses. Shit. « They made a promise, sister dear. » Though unheard by the humans, the frosted words are smooth, nearly dripping with a honey rarely seen in the cold dragon's mind, « They can't tell. Perhaps you would like to know anyway? »

"You've not seen him when Ohanaveth is chasing." There is a certain… satisfaction to her tone that the boys probably don't need to hear. "Or after…" Now she's practically purring, at least until D'ex is talking all crazy again. "I don't fight." The not any more is implied JUST FOR HIM. Caelisth gives Taliveth the equivalent of a mental cookie, the secrets he shares interesting but not relevant. Zynth's tease however draws her attention. « A promise to whom? What promise? » That is a very definite, Yes, please Tell her more!

A'ndi is moving! Outside! Mom Mode takes over long enough to try to herd them all towards the edge of the crowd, which is thankfully starting to thin. People have acquired what they were seeking and are off to their homes. "We don't need to know about that," A'ndi replies with a tinge of discomfort to his voice. Another drink is taken… and nearly coughed back up. "Fucking damn it-" He's really a lightweight alcohol n00b, guys. « BUT YOU KNOW » Taliveth continues as though his siblings are not having a very important, potentially life-threatening conversation, « I really think this whole thing could be solved if they'd just share the klah pot! Sharing is caring! They share food, and we share ledges, and we share FUN like making messy dish piles so Zynth's can fix it! So why not the klah pot, huh? WHY NOT???????? ??? ?????????????? ?? ? ? ? »

Living next door to Taliveth means that Zynth has gotten very good at ignoring the big brown and now, that superpower is put to use. « A promise to Ohanaveth's about something he asked. » The cold of snow cannot compete with the deep of space, but frost comes in flurries, playful and teasing. Zynth loved knowing he had the upper hand at the moment, « Ohanaveth's asked if our bonds would be sure we caught you next time you flew. He wanted Taliveth or I to catch, to be sure of it. He seemed to think it very important. Very. » Any time that Zynth is not paying attention to D'ex, D'ex gets worried. Usually Zynth has wondered off somewhere to pick up young wemon or destroy rose gardens or convince some other dragon to do something foolish and potentially destructive. Zynth self-entertaining was bad. "Flight stuff huh?" Even escaping the liquor store, the red head remains tense, zoning out from time to time to touch that silent forest. "R-right. Um. Damn, wow, must have been some flight." The mountians of the blue's mind are dark and lonely, the contious elsewhere.

And of course as soon as Zynth is spilling the bean's Caelisth is sharing. BECAUSE SHARING IS CARING RIGHT TALIVETH? Before she retreats from her brothers minds however she does share a tip. « Neither of you could catch me, it's silly for your bonded to make such promises. » And with that final taunt the green's mind is gone, probably to probe Ohanaveth for confirmation now that she knows what she is looking for. UNFORTUNATELY that does mean that the riders are all still huddled in an awkward little knot, which is fun when Vani reacts. "EITHER OF YOU LAY A FINGER ON ME AND I WILL CASTRATE YOU." Just in case she wasn't perfectly crystal clear she continues, her volumne dropping dangerously. "With the rustiest bluntest nastiest pair of shears I can find." She probably doesn't mean it for reals though, but they seem to think she's scary so she's using that to her advantage.

FAMIBLY <3 TIEMZ

loving fambly ;_;

« Uhhhhh OH YEAH I guess that was something they weren't supposed to talk about?! But no one said Zynth can't talk about it so I guess it's fine! HEY when are we gonna go swim with the dolphins?! I've been singing to them every night! » beep boop. okay thanks Taliveth. With another swig (that goes down a little ebetter this time) for courage, A'ndi snaps back, "Look, the last thing I want is to be involved in your sex life, okay?! I got enough of that when I lived with you two!" People are starting to stare. Some edge away. Some hang around to eavesdrop.
rumor mill GO GO GO

See? Zynth self-entertaining was bad. » ZYNTH!!!! YOU JACKASS! « The blue does not resond to either his rider's mental yell nor his clutchmate's taunts and suggestion of swimming. Blue dragon here? Nope. "Vani! Vani! It's not OUR fault A'hali brings up akward subjects!!!" D'ex's hands are up, backing away from the greenrider quickly. He didn't have enough liquor in his system to come up with some nice difusing response. Zynth was no help if, as D'ex suspected, he'd tattled. The sudden weight in his mind meant the blue was back. Watching. "Zynth won't fly! Okay? He never has! And I try to get him to! Really! He doesn't fly! My lifemate has no sex drive! No one is touching ANYONE!!! Okay!?"

It is probably all that alcohol in her system that has Vani raging at the pair of them in the first place, such displays really are not her style. "Did my beloved weyrmate happen to say why he came up with this brilliant scheme?" There is all sorts of things dripping from her words…and none of them good. "I don't believe I've ever indicated I wanted you to have anything to do with my sex life. NO ONE IS ASK…" Oh wait A'hali actually is. And then her glare turns to D'ex. "See to it that it remains that way." And then there is the beer, there is a moment where she is eyeing it as if wishing to drop it. But she doesn't. "And, my dear clutch-brothers, if A'hali ever EVER tries to pimp me out to either of you…YOU. WILL. NOT. LIE. TO. ME. ABOUT. IT." That is probably the most hurtful thing of all, as she looses control of her voice completely and lets rip in a slightly broken voice.

A'ndi squeezes his grip on that bottle. "Go ask A'hali! Why don't you two figure your shit out instead of dragging other people into it?!" He straightens up, adjusting his knapsack, too buzzed now to be afraid. At least not in the same way that he was. "Do you have any idea how awkward it was?! How awkward this is?! This is stupid! The whole thing is stupid!" In the very very very backs of their minds, the tiniest satellite pokes in. « …. hey wait…. »

People are totally whispering and talking aaaaaaa

"He didn't want to hurt you again and he didn't trust anyone else to catch! Okay?" With a good distance between himself and Vani, D'ex stops, hands still up, as if defense against her fury. "REALLY Akward! This is Akward! That was Akward!" Look, D'ex and A'ndi agreeing agian. That's happened, what? Four times in the time they have known eachother? "This is not our problem! Okay? Really, it's not! He made us promise! Who is the one lying here? We're admitting it! Whole conversation about this!"

Vani wasn't planning on dragging anyone else into this, it's ALL A'hali. "I'm so fucking sorry it's awkward for you." Because this wasn't the conversation she had planned. "And…" And words fail her even as she turns. YEP she's crying now guys. ALL HER FAULT. "He's okay catching others…" She whispers. Just in case there is one sympathetic ear. Perhaps in the crowd? Who knows.

The boys are always making Vani cry </3

"He's okay with it because they're not you. There is a difference between some random asshole and your weyrmate, all right?!" A'ndi says it in that 'like DUH' tone. "For whatever reason, A'hali has it stuck in his head that he's done something awful, and then we-" A hand flap indicates himself and D'ex. "-get pulled into his weird plans, but we can't tell you because THIS happens!" Another hand flap sums up angry, crying Vani. "You would have been pissed whether we told you or not. He would have been pissed if we said anything, and now he's going to fucking cry and mope and shit because we didn't tell and got found out." He takes a deep breath, then pinches at the bridge of his nose. "What is this exactly? Is this being friends? Seriously?"

Fuck. Vani crying was really ranking in D'ex's Least Favorite Things list. Right up there with unorganized book cases and burning ships. "Vani, he thought he was doing the right thing and we thought we were doing the right thing going along with it, but let's all agree now that sitting down and talking among the four of us who is haveing sex with who would have been a bad idea too." Just to put things in perspective. Freinds? A'ndi is given a look, who was more helpful here? Neither? Yeah. That. Still, the question directed toward Vani, so D'ex will let her awnser it. He doesn't know. What is this exactly?
in the overall rankings, A'ndi is probably least helpful!

"Exactly!" Vani of course would prefer her weyrmate rather than one of these assholes that's for sure. But she's just going to shake her head and keep on crying. "My fault for being hurt at being offered to anyone BUT him, like a piece of meat?" Yeah, that head shaking is not stopping anytime soon. "It doesn't matter what it is A'ndi… it's over. Tell Taliveth not to bug Caelisth anymore." And D'ex, D'ex just gets a look. Vani is pretty much done at this point, the anger falling back to a low simmer. "Enjoy the lack of stupid and awkward." Yep, none of them are in her good graces any more :(

"Oh, yeah, take it out on my dragon, Vani." And here comes the eyeroll because, let's face it, he's kind of a shit. A'ndi glances at his bag of greenrider-picked purchases… but he already paid for them, so. He hefts the bag up again and starts to walk away, pausing briefly to look over his shoulder at D'ex expectantly like WELL?

Oh. Oh Fuck. "By the first egg Vani! We didn't-" D'ex cuts himself off as A'ndi starts to walk away. There is a moment, D'ex's eyes flicker between A'ndi and Vani. "Over huh? Okay, see you in drills." D'ex turns and starts to follow A'ndi. His flask produced again and a swig taken before it is offered to A'ndi silently. Stronger stuff than whatever he was drinking. » Well Zynth? Happy? « The chill in D'ex's mind is uncommunitive, the dragon is presant and mute, "Tali can bug Zynth. Lots."

"Perhaps Taliveth should have picked someone better instead of feeling sorry for you." It's A'ndi's fault, especially considering how helpful and paitent Vani and Caelisth were with the pair. And then they abandon her because she doesn't have a penis. "Fucking men." She's about to abandon penises all together judging from her tone as she takes the other direction towards the shipweyr, cos she really has no where else to go :(

A blow right in the feels, and it hits its mark judging by the way the brownrider nearly trips over his own feet at the words. A'ndi will take that drink aaaaand he might not give it back.

If D'ex hears, there is no sign of it, the trip barely gets a glance, "Come on, roast tonight, right? I'm going to organize that thing you call your closet, you hear? And It will Make Sense." Because that's what D'ex does when anything goes wrong. He cleans and gambles and only one of those is avalible right now.

There is a final forlorn middle finger for each of those departing backs. And then Vani changes course. Perhaps it would be a better idea if she spent the night in the ground weyrs instead. Caelisth will be there, and that's what really matters.

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