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Worm · Posted 02-05-2018, 06:44 PM

Tennan clinked her glass against the three others, tenderly against Marco’s, as he was timider with his exchange. ”To the Cry!” As soon as gratitude was given, she let the mug tip against her lips and the sweet brewed nectar streamed down her throat. She was pleasantly surprised with its strength, when the glass was about half drunk, she slammed it down on the wooden bar and sighed. She shook her head with the sting of her drink. Without much time to recover, she finished up the rest of her drink. Luckily, her tolerance for alcohol was incredibly high.

”That’s a great brew!” She licked her lips, looking over at Marco who was struggling with his drink. So as he awkwardly lifted his glass, she helped him out by tipping the glass faster against his mouth. She could tell he was choking against the flow, which made her giggle a little bit. Oh, she couldn’t wait to exploit his boundaries.

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Ilan smiled as his passenger absorbed the beauty of space. ”Yeah. You should see the Faurian empire from space. They terraformed thirteen planets… Green, lush, and untouched by the Yingya.” He leaned back, letting his little yellow cruiser find its destination. ”Too bad ‘bout yours. Can’t say I haven’t seen it before.” He shrugged ambivalently and shortly after, a lightbulb lit in his head and his expression. ”Hey! So you’re basically like a space newbie then.” He leaned over his seat, behind his pilot’s chair was a bag filled with random oddities.

He dug into the bag briefly before pulling out a little baggy of some kind of green powder. ”This is Wie from the Faurians. They grow some of the best on this side of the galaxy.” He opened the little sealed package, and took a long whiff before passing it to Qi to smell. It was like a barrage of spices and wood. He then poured the powder carefully onto his extended dashboard and used a long metal finger to make precise lines. ”You can either lick it, or sniff it.” He pointed to the three rows of Wie. ”Go ahead and try it! It might help you feel a little better ‘bout your whole – situation.” Though he wasn’t entirely sure what that situation was, his attempts at empathy were usually just excuses to get intoxicated.

”Consider this is your initiation into space sailing! Welcome to the pirate's life!” He smiled warmly.

		#28	Worm Two Fish
Tennan clinked her glass against the three others, tenderly against Marco’s, as he was timider with his exchange. ”To the Cry!” As soon as gratitude was given, she let the mug tip against her lips and the sweet brewed nectar streamed down her throat. She was pleasantly surprised with its strength, when the glass was about half drunk, she slammed it down on the wooden bar and sighed. She shook her head with the sting of her drink. Without much time to recover, she finished up the rest of her drink. Luckily, her tolerance for alcohol was incredibly high. ”That’s a great brew!” She licked her lips, looking over at Marco who was struggling with his drink. So as he awkwardly lifted his glass, she helped him out by tipping the glass faster against his mouth. She could tell he was choking against the flow, which made her giggle a little bit. Oh, she couldn’t wait to exploit his boundaries. --- Ilan smiled as his passenger absorbed the beauty of space. ”Yeah. You should see the Faurian empire from space. They terraformed thirteen planets… Green, lush, and untouched by the Yingya.” He leaned back, letting his little yellow cruiser find its destination. ”Too bad ‘bout yours. Can’t say I haven’t seen it before.” He shrugged ambivalently and shortly after, a lightbulb lit in his head and his expression. ”Hey! So you’re basically like a space newbie then.” He leaned over his seat, behind his pilot’s chair was a bag filled with random oddities. He dug into the bag briefly before pulling out a little baggy of some kind of green powder. ”This is Wie from the Faurians. They grow some of the best on this side of the galaxy.” He opened the little sealed package, and took a long whiff before passing it to Qi to smell. It was like a barrage of spices and wood. He then poured the powder carefully onto his extended dashboard and used a long metal finger to make precise lines. ”You can either lick it, or sniff it.” He pointed to the three rows of Wie. ”Go ahead and try it! It might help you feel a little better ‘bout your whole – situation.” Though he wasn’t entirely sure what that situation was, his attempts at empathy were usually just excuses to get intoxicated. ”Consider this is your initiation into space sailing! Welcome to the pirate's life!” He smiled warmly.
	Posted 02-05-2018, 06:44 PM