Fort Area - Gemstone Tavern
The dim lighting by the flicker of candles lining the walls is enough to offer a view of a room decorated in such a way as to be tastefully appealing. Each piece of furniture and decoration is chosen to accent another piece, and so on and so forth, matching and tying the whole room together in a theme that's separate, and yet at the same time unified. Tables line one wall, dimly lit by candles hanging in sconces all along. The bar along the far right wall is made of richly toned mahogany, tooled by a master and polished to shine with the soft glow of wood at its finest.
Candles strategically placed add to the atmosphere, accenting, punctuating. Towards the back is an open fireplace, constantly burning with a bright light, warming the tavern on cold nights and serving as a gathering place for patrons' story-tellings. Across the room, lush pillows and soft-covered floors promote relaxation at ease. Just before the pillows is a long stage, so full of its own vigor and memory - nicks here, marks there, scuffs from footware and other things - that it's possible to imagine the shows put on for the patrons without necessarily seeing the performances.
The barkeep flips open the little side door of the bar, heading out with his basket to collect empty glasses from various tables and perching spots. Glasses need to be cleaned and prepared for use as the night is still young and there's more to be ordered. He nods his head to entering and departing guests as he makes his rounds about the tavern's, ocassionally picking up a fallen chair or stool. Kadesh hands him one off of as table as she passes the open floor, dodging the dancing pairs as the harpers play their upbeat tunes and stomp their feet. She even does a little hop to the stomps as she hops her rear over the enterance. She offers a little bow and greets the newcomers as they enter and says farewells to those as they leave. "Hey! How we doing with the ice!? There's plenty more outside!" Why? This is Fort, there's supposed to be snow among those pines this time of turn.
Pi has stationed herself at the bar looking a tad bit lost at the moment. Fish out of water or something. But now she has a nice fruity drink in front of her and is sipping it with a little grin on her face, eyes wandering about the tavern. In fact, she twirls her stool around so her back is to the bar and she can see. Her neighbor wandered off rather.. wobbly, sadly. And she's alone for the moment.
Leona has a delivery to make, that's why she's here, honestly! She wears the knot and badge of Bay Pearl's wingleader, Ista's transport wing, but she doesn't have her official looking clipboard with her today, just a large barrel. "Anyone order a shipment of Tanner's Friend?" she asks, frowning at the barrel. That's the ale that made it big at that beer and ale competition back in 2669, a little over two turns ago now. "And I'll have some of it, while you're at it." she adds, with a grin for the bartender, before she turns around and leans against the bar, scanning the room idly.
A rather average height woman walks through the door of the tavern as she opens it, then gives the door a kick with her foot as she continues along. The door swings shut without even a second glance from Katherine. While brushing bits of fallen snow form her hair and shoulders she glances around. Ah, a familiar face. Katherine strides dutifully towards Pi. Hopefully over the thrumb of the crowd she might be heard, "Hail Psylenith's rider!" Better that than Pi, somebody might think dessert was on the way.
The bartender glances up and quickly strides over towards the brownrider, "Aye, right over here my dear, this is just the kick we've been waiting for! I'll be right back with a tall mug for ya." And with that the tall redheaded fellow with the beard strides proudly with the barrel in hand and behind the bar he vanishes as the counter begins to crowd with patrons.
Pi gets to startle at the rather loud greeting she recieves, luckily not spilling her precious drink though the liquid splashes quite close to the glasses's edge. Twitch. Here she was expecting not to run into anyone she knew, that was half the point of deciding to take a peek at the party.
Kadesh wiggles her self back over to her previous table and begins to walk around it, examining her previous project and debating the best method of dismantling it. Tall glass mug pyramids are fun but so is having more glasses for more drinks to go around! She tippitytaps her fingers on red lips and raises a questioning brow. With a shrug, she climbs on the table top and takes them down on by one, handing them to the barback that came for collection. Bouts of laughter break out from the corners of the room, it's beginning to get a little too friendly but where's the harm in that? Good moods are contagious and it continues to spread about as stories of work, family and wing antics come to light along with table pounding and cheers.
Leona raises an eyebrow at Katherine, snickering idly at Pi's reaction, as she leans back against the bar. "Not a bad little place." she comments idly, glancing at the candles critically. "Karell would like it. He's fond of this sort of atmosphere. I come for the people. And the ale. The people and the ale." she grins, then continues her scan of the room, settling on Kadesh and the pyramid of glass. "Need a hand there?" she asks, though not moving yet.
Oops, it seems that maybe Katherine has comitted a social faux paux. Now comes to mind is stay or go. Well go some where else. She'll just lift a hand in a wave and vear off to some other direction, pulling up a stool at the bar, after nudging a few blokes abourt, "Excuse me, but this seat is taken, thank you. Scoot now, go." She waves the pair of men off then turns to the bar. Waiting.
Pi is just a very confused person actually, not really Katherine's fault. So now the greenrider is peeking around trying to find out who the heck greeted her. She's not easily recognizing anyone yet though, so this is a problem. After all, last time she saw Katherine was quite some time ago. Leona is spotted though, that's a somewhat familiar face.. blink. And she downs her glass. The barmaid.. or whomever that is climbing on a table gets a bit of a grin.
The door swings open by one chucking bluerider and he grabs it to partially close it an open it again as if he was undoing the slamming of the door. The joys of having something to drink…quite a few somethings but the nights still young! D'ion clears his throat and runs his fingers through his hair to straighten out his appearance as eyes glance about the room, checking out the ever changing scene. "This place seems more and more lively by the minute, I think we're going to be here more often," he says with a chuckle. A larger heavy set man in full enters, clearing his throat and grinning wider at the bar. "Aye Dee, there first, eh?" Who else is here since the door is being held open still?
The stairs are not a vacant place here, staff walk guests up and down as they settle down from celebrating life a little too much. The rooms upstairs are constantly being refreshed by the barmaids, running up and down themselves with fresh linens and pillows, sometimes even mugs of klah to help the road to recovery be a little more warm this night. Especially since rider's off duty frequent this place between drills and missions, best to keep the egg rolling.
Why, there's no one else than Milowyn who's come along that's behind D'ion. She's just a bit… slower. And a tad more stumby, too. The brownrider enters with a grin, giving the door a nudge with her foot to force it in towards the closed - Dee can let go, now, yes. "Hi," Milo greets Fen breathlessly, rushing forward to catch up with her 'mate. "In a hurry?" she asks Dee good-naturedly, with a little wink as she presses up to the bluerider and wraps an arm around him.
Vougay makes his way down the stairs , looking all spiff and clean with his long thick hair is pulled back and secured with a wide black band and his clothes washed and pressed. Well, except for the jerkin and boots. Wouldn't wanna press leather and all now. He survey's the crowd and then smiles, his eyes taking in male and female alike with a look of interest. "It's gonna be a fun time at the Weyr tonight."
The door that the heavy set man left open does indeed have someone else walking through it, behind Milowyn that is. The brownrider from Reaches walks into the bar, and runs his own hand through his hair as he gives a small yawn. "I still don't see why I had to come," mutters K'tai as he glances over at D'ion and Milo. "I didn't even get to bring Tasha." He lets out a small sigh as he then looks around the bar, possibly someone he knows is here?
Katherine seems distracted by something then decided she slips off her stool and heads out the door.
Leona tilts her head idly at Pi, then shrugs. "You come here often?" she asks her fellow Istan, with a grin. And again she eyes the pyramid of glasses, before turning to the bar to find her drink is ready and waiting for her. "Oh!" she says, grinning wider. Well, /somebody/ is in a good mood. "To Karona!" she calls out, to the tavern in general, raising her glass in a toast. To Karona, her just-turned-twelve daughter. "May she have every success in her new craft, whatever it was, and not come home for turns!" … What a wonderfully supportive mother the brownrider is.
Pi gets spoken to and blinks a few more times. Maybe she drank the fruity drink a little too fast? But the empty glass is placed down on the bar after she spins back around to face it. "Ah'll have another… or somethin' like it." Is said to the bartender befores she actually concentrates on Leona. "Nah.. ain't never been here… jus' was at the weyr an' heard tha' there was a party so.. thought Ah'd check it out." Then the brownrider gets a blink at her toast, but as the new drink is placed down in front of her she shrugs, raises it, and then drinks.
Vougay gives a broad smile to the bartender, flirting shamelessly even as he orders up a nice mixed drink. "Tis a shame you're still working." he murmurs softly and then turns his attentions to the others. His gaze stopping upon Pi "Hello, my sweet little thing."
Leona downs the rest of her glass, then smiles. "I've not actually been here before, either. Sure, I've made deliveries to Fort, but not to here specifically. I usually had my younger brother do my ale deliveries, but he's gone and got himself a kid now, so he's been too busy." she snorts, and rolls her eyes. "Still, doesn't matter how it gets there, right?" she turns back to the bar, and calls for a refill. As for her odd toast, she does explain a /little/. "Karona's my daughter, just turned twelve a couple of days ago, or a week ago, or something like that. She's gone and joined some craft or other." Yep, mother of the turn, right here.
The large man glances about and puts his hands on his hips as he frowns, "Squirt! Gitin'ere and be social. There's also some business to take care of." Business? What kinda of business could a bunch of Vintner's be doing in a Tavern? Who knows? "Eh, Fen. I'm moving as fast as I can. Why couldn't I change and come in me decent attire?" The thinner man stops his hollaring from outside and then straightens up his…wherry costume? Guests and other patrons pause and simply glance curiously before the Journeyman responds with hands on hips and head held high, "This is me best suit, the other was dirty." Cheers and laughter pick up once more and the night goes on. The 'Wherry' is called to the bar and offered a seat for friendly conversation. "Come on, brownrider. Ye need to learn to live a little." And with that, Tai is motioned out onto the floor. Mingle!
Kadesh walks about with a tray of fresh sweets, cookies and plates of pies, offering to any takers. "Hey folks, just thought a little sugar would sweeting up our evening, am I right?!" She grins and strides her way across and over to the bar. She places a pie before Pi and adds a little wink to it, "A little whipped cream for you my dear. You seem like you need something to get you a little pick me up."
K'tai glances over at Fen and laughs a bit. "I've lived enough for today. I'd rather just sit down and rest." From the looks of him, he has had a rough day. There's even straw in his hair and there are scuffs on the rider's clothes, dirt and maybe some blood as well. He looks at the dance floor and then he looks around once more at the people he came with. He looks back at Fen oncemore, catching the Wherry suit and he rolls his eyes as he then starts to walk to the other side of the room.
D'ion snugly holds Milowyn close and kisses the top of her head as he guides her inside, but not before whispering to Fen, 'Get me a wine list,' got to know your competition it seems? "So, where do you want to go my dear? The bar or another more…intimate setting, like that corner there." That corner he points out of course has the most louded and rowdiest crowd, playing poker and laughing as they enjoy the ale just brought in.
D'ion's entourage merits little more than a glance from Milowyn. The antics of the two other journeymen are, well, no longer quite so novel for her. The reactions of the tavern's patrons, however… well, if she weren't a bit drunk already they would probably be worth watching and noting. Especially that odd one… who serves pie with beer and ale?? Crazy people. Milowyn's eyes follow D'ion's finger and she raises a brow. "That corner looks cozy and quiet," she agrees with a little snicker. "But it's really up to you."
Pi has a Leona on one side having interesting mother-of-the-turn conversation, and Vougay on the other, calling her a sweet thing. Taking another gulp of her drink she just grins a bit. "Ah ain't all that sweet." is her response to the man with a bit of a smirk before she turns to the rider from her own weyr. "Ain't ya got another kid though?" She does remember things, sometimes.
Vougay chuckles a little "I can nibble a little and tell you for sure whether you are or not." He's a terrible fellow. He knows. He's gotten over it. "Might be tasty with a bit of that pie and cream." he adds softly. "But even without I wouldn't doubt you're as sweet as berry wine."
Another round of drinks goes around and the bar is finally caught up with the orders so the rush begins to die down to a more managable pace. The barkeep begins to stand up on a stool and lifts up a wooden panel, pulling out a large amber hued squared bottle and places it down on the table top. Kade turns her head and raises a brow, "Well, you've been holding out on me now haven't you?" That's right, shame on you. Hiding booze from your favorite boozehound. Tsk, tsk. She giggles and turns on heel to skitter out towards the door. "I'll get you a little something for it!" Uh ohs, what is outside that the barkeep could possibly need?
A goat?
A sheep?
A geep!
Naw, got enough of those…and a man in a wherry suit.
Leona nods at Pi, and shrugs. "Yeah, a boy. Leonell, or something." she shrugs, and reaches for her refilled glass. "Teething." she wrinkles up her nose, and shakes her head. "One was more than enough for me. There won't be a third." she shrugs slightly, and takes a swig of her drink. "Karell likes them, he's a real good father." Well, that's a good thing. "But he's thinkin' of heading back up to Harper Hall to get his Masters knot. Y'know anyone who might want to look after a little boy? We're gonna foster, if Karell does go." And she drinks a bit more.
A shoat?!
D'ion, for once, is now going to be one indecisive person and stand there with fingertips tapping across his lips in thought. "I think I need to hit the bar really quick and then we could pick a more…vacant spot to settle in." That's right, he shares his woman with no other man! Milo is given a smooch and the bluerider heads a little closer and behind Fen. "Anything good or worth mentioning?" The rider is given a glass of wine and the scrutiny begins! "Don't spill it, Dee. Good stuff."
A what?
A crusty old goat!
Pi isn't entirely sure what to make of the man who is attempting to figure out what she tastes like. Give her a moment and she'll decide weather to be disturbed or not. Leona gets a quick headshake though. "Ah got one of meh own.. well, a cousin, though Ah hope he impresses… though Ah guess Ah am missin' there bein' more than' just me in meh weyr." Pout. Finally… eyes wander back over to Vougay and she smirks, leaning towards him just a little. "Ya'd be suprised, Ah've got a bit of a bite." She even throws in a wink before downing the rest of the drink she's been sipping on… utoh.. too much alcohol is /not/ a good thing for Pi.. luckily she hasn't reached that. yet.
Be disturbed. Very disturbed.
"Yeah, we can get more drinks first," Milowyn agrees. As if either of the pair needed /more/ to drink. Or their friends for that matter… silly wherries the lot of them. Milo tags along with D'ion up to the bar, though despite living with a vintner and being around his friends all the time, the brownrider orders herself a light ale. Sometimes ales are better than wine, really. Heh.
Kadesh slips back in and props the door open for anyone who might want to linger in and out at the moment. She tilts her head from side to side, letting bones and joints pop and crack at the movement before she winds up and theres the pitch! A…snowball?! Yup, thrown clear at the barkeep and barely missing him as the frosty bits spray out. D'oh. Ah well, nothing wrong with having a little ice, no?
Leona snorts at Pi, "If you want someone else, you can have my son. As I said, we'll be looking for someone to foster him soon. Karell is really obsessed with making Master." she wrinkles up her face in a kind of half scowl, half pout. "I might've made master, if I hadn't impressed." she comments, frowning at her glass. Half-full, or half-empty? Well, Leona seems to think it's half-empty at the moment, though it'll soon be /all/ empty.
Vougay meows as he definantly looks Pi over "I like a bit of a bite." he murmurs and then he lifts his drink up in the air "Lets hear it for the girl! She's got bite! Woo hoo!" He has no shame. Indeed he doesn't. He glances over at the wherry covered guy and grins "Ain't it grand? Keepin' warm in that suit are ya? I must say. I ain't ever been with a wherry before. What say you and me have a little fun on the side?"
Oe'lly meanders in, a late comer to the party, and a stranger to the group. It's not often this Southern born man is haunting Northern Lands, but what fun is only keeping one's self to one continant when there's so much going on elsewhere. So, into this charged atmosphere heads the bronzerider, and right to the bar to fetch himself a drink.
Squirt rests his head on an empty table and pulls out a chair for himself before taking a seat. One of the barmaids brings out a plate of food for him and a tall glass of ale to wash it down. She giggles and earns a little nod of the head and grin from the feathered, langly Journeyman and he raises his mug before calling out to the bar, "To wherries and how good they be tastin!" There's laughing and cheers as well as a yell from upstairs, "Hey, you eatin yer ma!" Oooooh, them sounds like fightin words.
Kadesh giggles and wanders over to the bar, raising a hand and cheering along with Vougay. It's nice to see people really living it up without a care in the world. Being uptight takes too much effort. She wanders over towards an empty seat and holds it out for the new guest. "Well, good evening bronzer. Have a seat and a drink will find it's way to you shortly!" All said with a wide grin as she hops her way back around the bar for another bowl of fruit and other things for guests to nibble on.
Squirt peers over and blinks. "Fun? What kinda fun be that, laddie?" The langly man peers over with light eyes and a curious stare. He reaches up with a feathered hand and begins to rub the top of his shortly cropped red hair. Best be lookin good. "Eh!? This not be me mother, this tastes better!" Fen turns and just about dies of laughter, D'ion tries his hardest not to spit out his glass of wine as he turns and covers his eyes with his hands. "But she does taste good, right Squirt!?" Dahaha.
What's that about biting? Milowyn turns about to look for the source of that remark, or at least some context to put it in. After glancing at the other tavern occupants she looks back to her own drink and takes a sip, then gives D'ion a little nudge. "You got bite?" she asks softly of the bluerider, grinning slightly before looking away, snickering… though at what? Squirt and the wherry costume? Or just the men in general? Ahh, who cares, it's good mood time.
Fighting words? Leona raises her head, glancing from her glass to the … wherry? Blink. Blink blink. How did she not notice /that/? Blink. The brownrider subconsciously takes a defensive posture. Protecting… her ale? Of course. But, a better way to protect it? Drinking it. Which she does. "What's with the … wherry?" she asks the tavern in general, with a frown. She's also a little slow to react, it seems. That'd be the alcohol, though she boasts of a much higher tolerance than she's displaying right now.
Vougay chuckles merrily "Been tasting yer mother have ya? My goodness. That's something else indeed. But as to what kinda fun. Well no. There be many a kind and all, and not all meant to be mentioned in front of the ladies." he gives a little wink even as he orders up another drink after having finished the one off. Course, his eyes roam over to the bronze, a curious look coming into his eyes as he notes the features. Or lack thereof. Still. Not all that bad lookin though. His gaze wanders again and settles upon one ragged looking brownrider. Ordering up another drink he saunters over towards K'tai. "If anyone could use a drink, you certainly are one that looks it. Course, get rid of that straw and all. And I think you'ld be quite nice looking." he murmurs sweetly even as he reaches for that bit of straw…
Pi isn't wearing anything special really, so she's not much to look at compared to some others here but she does raise an eyebrow to the looking over. At least she doesn't seem annoyed, right? "What, plannin' on tellin' the whole place? Lessens yer chance ta get flirted with, ya know." She was oblivious to the wherry-person before it was mentioned and blinks, definitly distracted there. Stare. "Not that yer not flirtin' with anyone as is." if finally managed back to Vougay with a smirk. And there he goes, so she sits up straight again and flags the bartender with another drink order.
K'tai looks around and finally spots D'ion and Milowyn in the corner of the room and he mutters, "How'd I not guess that they'd be there." He weaves through the crowd of people and he gets closer to the table. Loud enough for D'ion to hear, K'tai says, "I wonder if the Lady in Red will show up tonight, hm?" But, when he gets closer, he extends a hand to Milo and says, "Would you like to dance, Milo?"
D'ion rises from his seat and takes another drink over towards Squirt, only pausing to glance over his shoulder when he hears something about the lady. Aye, does he know that lady well indeed. He chuckles and doesn't complain. Tai is good people, his woman is safe. Too bad the same can't be said for the poor rider who offered her to dance. "Here, something a little stronger for ya." Squirt takes it up with a sour look on his face, "I didn't eat me mum." And he takes a drink before holding the glass /away/. "Aye, that be some stuff!"
Leona glances about at the crowd, and settles in quietly to watch the people around her. Yep. Gettin' drunk and people watching, is there any better way to spend ones free time? "Y'know, this reminds me of a time at Ierne." she says, hinting at some story behind her casual-seeming remarks. "Lakareth, it was about. Yep." Something happened at Ierne, about Lakareth? Probably in the local tavern? Interesting…
Crash and burn. Vougay just stares in bemusement as K'tai just walks on away without even an acknowledgment. Dang. He blinks a little and then just shakes his head a little at the brownrider and then ponders. "Perhaps he's just playing hard to get?" he murmurs softly to himself. Strategy time. He wonders back to the bar for the moment and then grins at Squirt. "Nah. I'm sure you didn't. You'ld not be treatin' your dear ol ma that way now would you?" He states and then settles down next to Pi again. "Miss me, love?"
Milowyn follows D'ion on his drink delivery. She is, after all, sort of attached to the bluerider at the hip. Or somewhere thereabouts on her body. For his failure to acknowledge her earlier question she leans over to gently bite D'ion's neck. Bah! That'll teach him to ignore her. Or… something. K'tai's greeting is met with a grin as she, for once, releases her hold on the bluerider. "The lady in red had to wash her hair tonight," she informs the other Reachian brownrider with a grin, "And her dress." And since D'ion's not acknowledging that last pass she made at him… "Let's get the harpers to play a good tango for us, hm?" As she departs to go dance with Tai she gently kicks at D'ion's calf. Harrumph.
Pi wasn't following Vougay's path so she didn't recognize the rider who ignored him quite yet… what, she's not supposed to be all there after two drinks, right? As the flirter returns she sips her third drink a bit before responding. "Ah dunno… yer a little flighty fer meh tastes." Yup, scorned.. at least for the moment. Instead her attention drifts back to Leona, almost pointedly. "What happened at Ierne? Ah ain't ever been there."
K'tai chuckles softly as he says, "Aw, I missed her. She was a good dancer last I had the pleasure." He looks over to the Harpers and nods slightly as then he looks back at Milo and he whispers in her ear before he pulls her onto the dance floor. The music for their dance being brought up within a few seconds.
"She's an excellent dancer," Milowyn agrees, "But she said she couldn't come until she was all washed up. So I don't think she'll be here tonight. I'll pass along your request next time I see her." It's a little brownrider conspiracy here as they get prepared to show the others how the dance is done. As the beginning bars of a nice and spicy number come up, Milo giggles and nods her head. "You lead?" The way it should be done. All very proper and showy.
Leona grins at Pi. "Well, not long after graduating from weyrlinghood at Telgar, Lakareth and I took off for Ierne, to see the dragonhealers about his leg. Anyway, we were there a while. Often in the tavern." she snickers, shakes her head, and continues, "Anyway, Lakareth is an odd dragon. Someone made … a comment against him." she frowns, then shrugs, all in the past, "And… a brawl ensued." she adds, with an almost-drunk kind of grin. "Next day, Lakareth … did the thing he was … the thing the brawl was over. Took his sharding time over it." she snorts. But she doesn't elaborate on what the brawl was about, not yet. Someone would have to buy her a drink for that to happen. Tanner's Friend of course.
Oe'lly nods ot the barkeep as he takes up his dark, hoppy brew into hand. He follows the next natural motion, taking the first sip, he turns to look around and gather in the sights and sounds. And someone in a wherry suit? An amused eyebrow quirks as he smiles to himself. That'll be a story he'll have to get later, when he finds someone to converse with. But for now, he's content to lean against the bar and people watch.
Huh!? Looks like Dee is going to be sleeping on the ledge tonight! Ah well, the bluerider shrugs and will do something about it a little later. First, business is business and currently…his hands are empty. Right. So! Back to the bar he goes and he mutters an apology as he lightly brushes against the Istan greenrider while waving down the bartender for another order. Might as well ask for a bucket and a whole bottle! Save the poor folk from his elbows and attractiveness. Then…it happens. The music kicks up and it's something he's all to familiar with! D'ion turns around and watches as the harpers play that saucy little number. The mood is set, can Tai keep up with /his/ partner?
Vougay smiles brightly at Pi." Alas, me wandering heart will do me in yet once again." Course it's the hunt and not the catch that tends to be the most fun. Perhaps why his eyes are on K'tai, still plotting. I mean. You can't let yourself just be brushed off like that. "Tell me my dearest love. Do you prehaps know, yon brownrider over there?" he asks as he motions towards K'tai.
K'tai chuckles slightly as he says, "Sure, I'll lead." As in on cue, the music starts up. A nice steady tempo for a tango and K'tai starts to swing Milowyn across the floor. Seems like the brownrider has been practicing since weyrlinghood.
Pi is quickly lost in Leona's story it seems. Doesn't help that the teller is a bit on the tipsy side at least, and Pi's on her way to drunk at some point tonight if the signs are pointing the right direction. Vougay's motion is followed wavering before she grins. "Yeah, K'tai.. beastcrafter with meh." and then, at the music she abruptly beams and hops off her stool. "Ah wanna dance!" Yes, that was announced in general to the room, well, anyone close enough to hear.
K'tai may have been practicing since weyrlinghood and been taught by the best, but Milowyn was one of the teachers and is, therefore, the best. All around, Milo just is the better brownrider in all respects. That's just the way the bubbly crumbles. And well, K'tai can't keep hold of his partner for too long. At some random gal's announcement that she'd like to dance, Milowyn twirls away from Tai and sashays over to grab Pi's hands for some dancing. Milo will lead this round.. until Pi is able to pick up the steps on her own. Rawr!
Leona grins, and nods at Pi. "You go do that, dance, thing. I'm gonna have another drink." She does pout a little, she was /trying/ to milk a free drink out of her story, but no-one seems to be falling for it. She does eye the dancing couples, and wrinkles up her nose. "Karell likes to dance. He's not good at it, he's /terrible/, but he likes to do it anyway." she snorts, contemplating pulling herself away from the bar, to dance… But the bar wins out, and she stays where she is.
Vougay hmms a little as he watches the brownrider dance and whistles softly "Look at them moves." he tips his head a little to one side and licks his lips. "He's got some nice packaging too." he murmurs "Beastcrafter huh?" he asks even as he watches Milo sweep on in. Well, now's as good a time as any. And so he's up again and moving in on K'tai "Shall we dance, mon amie?"
The dance floor opens up as patrons help to move tables further towards the edges of the room and lines them up along the walls. The tango continues across the floor and Kadesh cheers before slipping off towards the bar. With more stools open, she takes a seat carefully down and pulls on her leather skirt to situate it decently before spinning around. She glances towards the bronzer and nods her head in greeting. "I hope things are pleasant for you here while you join us. If there is anything you need, please let me know. I'm Kadesh, the local bar pet for the evening." All said with a wink and little grin of course.
Pi does go do that dancing thing as she finds herself whisked off by some girl she's never met before. Not that she seems to mind. In fact she has no problems getting up close and personal as she follows the other's lead… luckily she's gotten turns of practice at this point and manages to fall into the steps quickly enough. "Mayhaps Ah should ask yer name… huh?" She's trying to soak in the surroundings as they move about, don't mind her waver slightly. "Okay.. lookin' in yer eyes works better, ya know? Cause.. then… less blurrin' room and the like." So she does exactly that.
Milowyn bats her eyes coyly back at Pi, grinning at her new found dance partner. Mrrow? When it becomes apparent that the greenrider is more or less comfortable, Milo moves in to get closer for the dancing. Good beat, no? And then it's time to kick it up a notch and be a little more showy - on Milo's end at least, unless Pi picks up a few moves from Milo. "Milowyn," she replies to the greenrider. "And you?" After a beat she adds in, "You can dance well." Surprisingly well for a stranger. Not often you come across another person who can tango so skillfully.
K'tai glances back at Vougay and arches an eyebrow as he says, "Fine. Can't say I didn't warn ya." He grabs Vougay's hand and with a chuckle, he swings him into a tango. Being a weyrling along with Milo and D'ion, you learn not to be affected by your dance partner's gender….unless your love is in the room. Then you are screwed. "So, what's your name?" asks K'tai in a clam tone.
Course, you can still get screwed, but that's another matter entirely. Vougay follows along like a duck takes to water. "My name is Vougay, mon bel amie. And you are K'tai. Or so you're most sweet and delectable fellow beastie said." he murmurs "Though, I do think you might be a bit tastier. You certainly can move most wonderfully. Course, many a rider can perform some amazing twists of the antomy."
Pi isn't able to get as flashy as Milowyn of course.. but she's at least somewhat skillful if not 'so' skillfull. She's had practice picking up dance moves.. and for all we know has done the tango once or twice before.. or more. "Thanks, Ah practice as much as Ah got time fer." Which is mostly true, she hangs out at the club lots after all. "M'name's Pi." And with that, introductions are done, but after a twirl she adds in "My dancin's shabby compared ta yours." Maybe it's good she didn't end up dancing with Vougay… then you never know.. luckily she's missing most of what he says, yup. She might be offended that she's not as tasty after all.
Oe'lly smiles easily enough to Kadesh, "Well met, I'm Oe'lly," His well educated Southern accent speaks something of breeding, but there's little mistaking the merriment in his pale eyes. "I was considering dancing….." He looks out across the room to the dance floor, "You wouldn't happen to have much in the way of interest in that, would you?"
Leona randomly finishes her story, for no good reason. She didn't get that free drink she was hoping for, and she's not /entirely/ drunk yet, though she's certainly getting there. "Lakareth doesn't chase. Sharding weird, if you ask me." Funny, nobody did. And she orders another ale. "There was another flight the other day… Lakareth just sat nearby and -watched-." she snorts, and shakes her head.
Oe'lly is given a warm smile and a nod, "Why, I would most definately be interested but I might be a little out of step. Would a kind gentleman such as yourself show me the way?" Kadesh bows her head courteously and holds her hand out to him as she settles on her feet. Good thing her knee high boots allow for comfort during dancing.
Fen clears his throat and begins to relocate his spot on the bar. He waves for another bug and settles down beside the brownrider. "Another drink for the lady here, and lass, I can watch you all day." My, seems like the Senior Journeyman has no problem with being quite the social type, as Leona is given a friendly nod.
"Aw thanks," Milowyn replies with a modest blush. "I learned from Dee. We taught everyone in our weyrling class." Why that is essential weyrling knowledge no one knows, though it was for that group. And hopefully they will get a chance to educate future generations and keep the new found tradition alive. "Nice t'meet you," Milo chirps up before sending Pi off on a gentle twirl, directed on a trajectory to go find a new partner. This may not be a ho-down, but it is a party, and the whole goal of a party is to mingle and meet others. And then Milo's off to find someone else to dance with, after tossing a glance over at D'ion. Pfff. Stuffy bluerider.
D'ion simply stands there…with arms crossed and one sour look on his face. What's this, is that jealousy? Is he having a gay old time with the green eyed monster there? "Dee, whatcha doin with that face," Squirt calls over. He has green eyes…but he doesn't count.
K'tai grins slightly as he laughs a bit at what he hears coming from Vougay. "I am K'tai, brown Ixeneth's." From outside, there's a croon that could possibly be heard. K'tai laughs a bit more as he says, "I'm sorry to say, but I'm taken." He spins off and takes the hand of another person in the room and left him with another guy. He glances over at D'ion and hms softly as he swings by Milo and whispers something into her ear as he passes by her.
Leona blinks at Fen, and blushes slightly. Aww, is the brownrider not used to that sort of talk? Seems not. "Y'know, for a Harper, Karell is /terrible/ with words." So, that's a definite no, then. "But I'm not much to watch." And there goes the blush again. "I don't like to /watch/ really, I prefer to /do/. Direct and to the point, no fussing about." Alright, but does she realise just what she's saying? Probably not. Though the Journeyman tanner turned rider grins at the Senior Journeyman Fen.
Right when Squirt rises from his feat with the shake of the head he turns just in time to catch a twirling greenrider. "Uh, hi there. I be-" "Go SQUIRT" HRMPH! Either way, the man in the wherry suit guides her back onto the floor and begins to fall in line, guiding her to the tune of the Tango! Weyrlings aren't the only ones who know how to make all the right moves.
Pi audibly squeaks as she's twirled off, she's not used to that in dancing. People breaking in yes.. but not twirling off across a crowded floor. Off the crowded floor and right into a rather sulky looking teacher of dances. At least the greenrider is facing him when she lands against him.. or does that just make it worse… hands against his chest… well, crossed arms and face a little close. Blink. BLUSH.
And Pi has green eyes! Ahem.
Alas, he's left high and dry once again. Vougay gives a low whistle as he watches teh brownrider head off. "They don't ever have to know?" he asks hopefully, even as he swirls off with the other partner. "Hello, my sweet little shish-ka-bob" he murmurs sweetly to the the tall skinny guy. Brownrider is forgotten in the heat of the moment. Gotta love spontaneous dance partners, just so long as they don't spontaneously combust.
Any sort of sour expression worn by Dee, as well as greenriders that may be getting up close and personal with him, are not noticed by Milowyn. Tai's whispered comment in passing earns a nod, but no real glance or look for the subject of that little private chat. Instead she is far more interested in finding herself a new dance party. Even if that means cutting in and stealing Vougay from his current dance partner. "Hellloooo," she greets brightly. The partner who Milo displaced quickly find another one - the dance is spreading. It's like some sort of crazy disease.
Dee stands there and blinks owlishly. "Well now, it seems like these dancers need some proper instruction!" And with that, the bluerider takes her hand and begins to guide her about on the dance floor. In dead center as a matter of fact. Other residents begin to clear the floor short of a few other pairs but no matter. The lights dim a bit courtesy of the bartender and the harpers begin to play another saucy tune. "Are you ready my dear? Just follow my lead and let's show these folks the true dance of romance." And with that he begins to stride out there.
Love is a social disease. "Helloooo" nurse. Vougay lets his eyes wander along Milo and smiles. "Lovely. Simply lovely, my dearest love." he murmurs as he takes the lead. "I ache for the touch lips, dear." Oh yes. He's something different for them all. Keeps life fun after all.
Pi blinks as things are going a little too fast for her addled mind. Some of that pink in her cheeks is from the alcohol too you know. And she's dragged off again.. while guided but it ends up being the same thing. The greenrider follows though, not entirely sure what's happening but cooperative. "Ready?" There's a glance around and she blanches slightly but after a moment, tilts her head and grins. "Sure, why not… Ah'm up fer anythin'." Which.. is probably a rather uhm.. bad thing to say. But that's okay!
But more, for the touch of your whips, dear. (re Vougay)
Oe'lly is given a warm smile and a nod, "Why, I would most definately be interested but I might be a little out of step. Would a kind gentleman such as yourself show me the way?" Kadesh bows her head courteously and holds her hand out to him as she settles on her feet. Good thing her knee high boots allow for comfort during dancing.
Milowyn is not entirely immodest, and she does blush at Vougay's smooth talking. "Why thank you," she demures. "You're not too bad yourself." Compliment for compliment, there. And oh look at that, D'ion's going to steal the show. Gently Milo leads her dance partner away from the center to clear space for the showy bluerider. And, when the moment allow she obliges with a chaste kiss on the corner of Vougay's lips. Hah!
K'tai breaks away from his dance partner and starts to sidle along the edge of the dance floor, hoping to Faranth that no one sees him trying to sneak out of the room. But, he has to get home to the one he loves. Sneak….sneak….sneak.
Pi is guided out onto the floor and leaned back in a smooth move, where Dee is pretty close to her chest but no worries Milo. He still has eyes for yours even though his face is mere inches away. Back on her feet the poor greenrider goes and he steps back, taking her hand and kissing it gently after the flower is removed from his mouth. When the pair are toe to toe once more, the blossom is placed in her hair and he turns to glance over to Milowyn with a little wink.
Vougay is in love, well, his form of love at least. Oh yes, that chaste little kiss has him smiling for sure and he'll likely walk on water for Milo now. Least, so long as the dance lasts. Or, least tell he catches a glimpse of the flashy blue rider. Hmm. "Now he's something isn't he?" he asks Milo as he watches D'ion. "Talk about a set of legs." Okay, so he never learned to not extol the charms of others to current partners.
K'tai succeeds in sneaking out. In a flash, he's up on his dragon and the sounds of beating wings can be heard, along with the loud crooning of a dragon.
Pi is a little unsteady at first, though hopefully it's not too noticable for those that are watching. Her hands just clench a little tighter as she's leaned back. Part of dancing is trust, and she does not know this guy. But, she relaxes quicklike, thanks to the alcohol. There's a smile at the flower though it seems partly out of amusement. "Yer showy ain't ya." is murmered to the other, best not to outright talk, ruins the um.. show or something.
"Is he now? With a woman such as yourself, he must feel shamed to be at such a level. I would gladly climb higher for the woman of my dreams. Those beautiful eyes of yours lass, I could dream about them when I close my own and they'd be sweeter than any wine I've ever had the pleasure of." Fen's own glass is eyed and pushed aside. "Doing. Ah, yes. There's nothing worth doing it ye can't do it with your own hands and get it right the first time. Let me assure you my dear, I'm not known for blundering." The Vintner grins widely and wiggles a brow.
"Mmmm, yeaaaaah," Milowyn agrees with her dance partner. Nothing like flirting with someone and then talking about another person, hmm? "He's a looker, isn't he?" she giggles, pausing only briefly in the dance to give D'ion a looking over. Hehehe. Then the dance resumes, though D'ion clearly gets the showlight. "What was your name again?" Isn't it about time for a patner change nowabouts?
Oe'lly straightens up, offering her his hand, "I would be honoured, ma'am." Once Kadesh has joined him, he rather neatly leads her out to the dance floor. "You'll have to forgive that I'm not properly prepared, and haven't a flower to start out with." The bronzer all but asks his partner of the moment.
Leona blinks at Fen, then blushes as the meaning, or at least her interpretation of it, seeps through her alcohol-addled mind. She snickers, though, leaning back against the bar, trying to play hard to get, although it's obvious she's enjoying the attention. "There's nothing more satisfying than feeling the skin beneath your hands…" What? She's a tanner… Question is, is she putting her foot in her mouth now, or is she doing it on purpose? Earlier, that was an accident, but /now/? Now, she's sipping slowly at her drink, a far cry from the eager gulping earlier in the night. Trying to play it cool. But blushing rather a lot.
Kadesh blushes and nods her head, "The thought alone is is so kind and I am definately flattered." She lets herself be guided and positions her feet onto the floor, awaiting to be guided this night. She brushes back waist long coal black strands to uncover her eyes to see the handsome sight before her.
Vougay hmms softly "Yes, most definantly." Cough. "Oh, my pardons, my most divine partner. Tis Vougay. Nothing less, but perhaps a whole lot more." he murmurs as his attention is riveted back to her. "But alas, I fear what more I may have, may not be enough for you, though I wouldn't be adverse to trying, my dearest one."
Rawr. This one… this one is a keeper. Smooth talker, entertaining… definite keeper. Milowyn grins at Vougay and leans in to brush another chaste kiss against his lips before she whispers, "Let's see your best try then," she fairly purrs at her dance partner. The beat changes for the next song, same style though merely slightly different, and then she picks up the pace of the dancing. Try what, now? This girl's innocent, really…
Oe'lly lets the music wash over them for a moment as he rather visibly drinks in her beauty. He even goes so far as to lean backwards while he's running his eyes up and down her form slowly to be certain that he gets the full sight. "You know, I take that back, I'm not sorry. A flower would feel plain in your presence, and it's just not fair to have a thing end it's life in such dissapointment." Following this there's a rather formal bow, right before he spins her closer to him, so that he can have a more….personal examination of her eyes.
What is this?! The music finally comes to an end and Pi is carefully adjusted onto her feet as the bluerider /peers/ over towards his weyrmate at her 'partner'. "That's it! I'm taking this upstairs!" This? What? Pi is then draped over his shoulder and up the bluerider stalks with one scowl on his face towards Vougay. Of course that scowl turns into a little smirk for Milowyn before he vanishes up those steps. "Up and to the left is vacant, last room! Anyone else has to share!" Yay for barmaids who knows whats going on.
And D'ion is quite lucky that Pi has alcohol in her… more than normal for that matter. She isn't aware of what's happening right off the bat, and her head getting whooshed around by being drapped over a shoulder makes that even harder. Her mind might catch up at somepoint though there's the vague thought bubbling into her mind of 'glad I'm not wearing a skirt', but that's about it.
Vougay follows along with the pace, with only a slight hesitation, course the light little kiss may have something to do with that. "Tis a beautiful think to have a partner who can move as elegantly as yourself. You'ld sweep the dew off the flowers." he murmurs as the dance leads them around, that is until it ends. Course the end was rather abrubt in a way as he watchs D'ion carry off the tasty Pi. Hmm. Now there's an idea. He eyes Milo thoughtfully.
A short skirt would have been nice.
Oh whoa, what's this? Milowyn stops dancing as well, holding onto Vougay to help stop her dance partner from continuing. A light blush starts across her cheeks at Vougay's compliment, though. The brownrider peers after D'ion before she smirks at the man opposite her and winks, "C'mon, let's go get him," she encourages, releasing one hand from Vougay's grasp but tugging at him with the other hand. Come along… there's fun /elsewhere/ to be had. Or at least a really good bicker to be witnessed. Either way, something is going to happen, and Vougay might as well be a spectator or participant in it. Heh.
And so would some white t-shirts.
Short skirts… aaaa nummmmm
Wet shirt contest WITH skirts.
SCREW THE CLOTHES
Screwing clothes isn't fun…
Kadesh is for a loss of words, she just lowers her head and offers a little blush. Normally she is far from being lady like but being treated with such sincere kindness is enough to melt this girls heart. She glances up into his eyes and smiles warmly, sinking into their depths as though they were endless.
Leona glances over at the stairs, frowning slightly to herself. She turns her attention to Kadesh and Oe'lly, entirely ignoring, well, everything else. Except her ale. Mm. Ale. She's gone quiet now, though she seems to be … arguing, silently. Probably with that big brown dragon outside, otherwise known as Lakareth.
Oe'lly's smiles broadens just a little. Every woman, no matter how strong or rugged deserves to feel that little thrill of being recognized as though she were in fact, a woman. As if he had been born to the rhythm of this particular song, on the next beat he dips Kadesh deeply, right elbow tracing along the side of her left arm and then hip. And then brings her back up on the second beat.
Fen orders a bowl of fruits and begins to silently nibble on the pieces while taking a sip of his wine. He licks his lips and nods his head, "Now thats one good body!" he says all to greatfully. The glass is raised and tilted from side to side so he can see the colors in the light. The best way to tell if wine has been made good and proper. Of course the others think it's a toast and then there's the sudden yell of, "Aye! To the brownrider lass over there with the one good body!"
