@Zaveid Comet confined herself to the ring and allowed challengers to approach rather than have things go vice-versa as in the beginning. She'd face promiscuous women and drunken men and loud children; the day, hopefully, was coming to a close. If she could remember how to log out when ready. This readiness, however, wouldn't be "unlocked" until she lost or won the title among that hardest drinkers, or passed out in a blur. It seemed the latter would soon come to her for she could hardly stand up without falling back into the security of any nearby chair. Nearly falling on her face, the pink-haired woman fell into a male player's lap and was slow to notice her deed. "Huh?" she twisted her head around to meet the eyes of a man whom she sheepishly smiled at before realizing her mistake. "My bad..." Though it was noticed she shrugged and slid off without a care after subtly apologizing; bent on focusing for the game's continuation and her own sake, Comet drunk the ale carelessly. "Drink with me?" If not for the pink hue of cheeks an impossible ability to hide emotion in such a state could be deemed impressive. And though strangers weren't her thing completely after a few drinks had passed her system, friendly faces much more preferred with a dwelling fear of not being good enough around anyone else, an attractive passerby wasn't such a bad thing. Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 160 Thrown dice: 44 80 50 14 36 87 45 64 Win: 7 / Lose: 8
The rowdy tavern had drawn Zaveid in as he had entered its premises. Drunk people surrounded the tables as people drank one cup after another. The events taking place lit Zaveid's face up with a smile. He had heard about what was going down from the chatter outside, supposedly people were competing to see who could drink the most without getting drunk. Zaveid himself was a man who did not mind drinking, and took pride in harmless competition. Besides, it was a chance to see some women, which was an opportunity Zaveid would never give up. Finding an empty table he took a seat. I wonder if anyone will approach me. Please be a beautiful and seductive young lady.. His own expression was playful as he eyed various women. Every woman that Zaveid looked at tended to have rather large breasts. His eyes seemed to play around and stare at the chest of a specific woman until something landed on his lap. Gazing away from the lady he had been so keen to look at, his eyes landed on a fairly pretty girl. She had seemed to be rather drunk as the thing that gave her away was her slow reaction to having fallen upon his lap. The first thing he noticed when she got up, was the way her breasts bounced with each move. She was definitely plump, and Zaveid approved. Rather than concentrating on the fact that she took a drink carelessly. Amazing.. Zaveid nodded his head in a trance, agreeing to drink with the woman. It was not until she had finished drinking that his eyes averted to her face. "Well then gorgeous, I definitely plan on doing more business with you in the future~" Zaveid let out a wink before setting his first cup to his lips. He definitely approved of the woman, not only busty, but seductively beautiful and determined to do things with the way that she drank. Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 00 Thrown dice: 59 64 32 35 84 98 81 18 Win: 0 / Lose: 0 Roll: 471 +10 Drunkness
