Bite they little heads off! Nibble on they tiny feet!

[baedalites]

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Catenrat party.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Givdi the 22nd of Toidaren
Notes: The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread. When your characters are ready to leave, they'll be given a little wooden cheese, a glass fish, and a voucher for a big basket of snacks.
Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.

The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap. Above the doorway and wound through a few of the sets of antlers some enterprising soul has placed a garland decorated with little blue and green fish.

Comments

[norea]

"What is it?" The container looks fairly sizable, and she has to wonder--approvingly, mind you--how much Martha's put away. "Because if it's good, I might have to give it a try, myself."

[toldastory]

"I think it's jingle juice. I'm not sure really. But it's quite good and doesn't taste at all like alcohol. I've become a bit of an alcohol snob, really. But we can't get what we normally drink here and it's a bloody shame." When Martha was under a fair amount of liquor, she spoke rather quickly and giggley. It was a failing.

[norea]

Hasi does not seem to mind; in fact, she rather envies Martha's inebriated state. (But she's working on getting there!)

"Jingle juice it is. I know what you mean about the alcohol snobbery--except I decided I liked tequila purely to be contrary."

[toldastory]

"Tequila is one of the best drinks." Martha announced, and then she finished her drink and set it on the bar. "We should do some of those next yes, yeah?"

There was no way this could go wrong.

[norea]

"Yes," Hasi agrees, vehemently. "You don't understand, I've had the most ridiculous week at work, this is the first time I've been out in...I don't know, too long. I'm glad they have this holiday, though; I like it better than Christmas."

[toldastory]

Martha frowned and almost reached over and touched Hasi's arm, but stopped herself at the last moment. Baedal was starting to shear edges off her that the Barge hadn't, and random touches was one of those things. Well, most of the time.

Frowning harder when Christmas was mentioned, Martha just shook her head and forced herself to smile. "Shots. Tequila shots."