After her match with the seaweed man, Alkaid was in for a realization that shouldn’t have been a surprise. Different body, different alcohol tolerance. Now, she wasn’t about to start spouting off the lines that annoyed her in real life, like “aw, I’m such a lightweight”, or anything along those lines. But she wasn't about to abuse being in a virtual world to entertain bad habits she already had in the real one, either. Certainly not. In the real world, once you passed a certain age drinking became less "the party animal" and more "a problem", so she wouldn't even think about reliving those days. Indeed, the rising count on her table and presence of snacks were not significant at all. Neither was the presence of a few half-naked (scratch that, one fully naked) men whose clothes were lying beneath her table, which just so happened to also have a tower of blocks resting near her cups. That tower almost fell when Alkaid saw a face she thought she recognized. Maybe? It was getting a bit hard to tell. “Hey hey! Halley, right? Don't just stand there! Come over here and drink with me! Well, unless you'd rather sit and enjoy the view..." Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 10 Thrown dice: 68 77 13 38 35 78 80 58 Win: 0 / Lose: 1 457 @Comet
She caught the daring eyes of another woman and felt beckoned over by their voice, despite the name used not anywhere near being close to her own. By now her vision had begun to blur and anywhere the challenge took place, that's where she would be. In the rawest form of herself, naked even while fully clothed, Comet almost tripped over her own feet for the millionth time of the night while heading for a chair. Leverage, sweet sweet victory of reaching the intended location through pockets of long, noodle-like hair block glossy, blue eyes on a face twisted into a mix of utter confusion and slight disgust. "I can do both?" she went to wink to pull off the semi-flirtatious hint of attraction; but instead of one eye, used both eyes. The slur of her words wasn't helping, either. What attractiveness the young woman held lay in her figure and natural beauty - tainted by alcohol. Comet pulled her hair back quickly, spun her head around as if being watched, and then became one with her mugs of ale at the speed of lightning. Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 120 Thrown dice: 7 8 60 35 44 1 78 45 Win: 5 / Lose: 6
