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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Apr 10, 2018 14:34:48 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"Truth or dare!" He suddenly exclaimed boyishly, patting Florence's shoulder as he tried to look over it to share a smile with her, before popping back and pulling the mask tight.
"That is a fun game to play. When drunk, you see?" He hummed, his fingers still surprisingly dexterous despite his inebriation. If anything, his fingers moved with an almost dancing grace.
Like a puppeteer, he fastened the straps behind Florence's head and gave her crown a light pat, before swinging her hood up and around her head; though, intentionally, drawing the edge of it over Florence's eyes before pulling it fast around the lens of her mask.
"Yes, pick : Truth or dare?" He asked whimsically, in a foppish tone as he cocked his head to one side expectantly.
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The Tavern
Apr 10, 2018 14:40:16 GMT -8
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Post by Vanitypirate on Apr 10, 2018 14:40:16 GMT -8
Florence tensed, albeit the reaction was embarrassingly slow as she felt along the hood pulled over her eyes.
"Oh."
She relaxed and shifted the mask on her face as she concentrated on this next game.
"What is...-- what happens if one chooses 'truth'?" She queried, curious, and then remembered, "Are we not retrieving food?"
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Apr 10, 2018 14:51:07 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"O-oh... Yes." He hummed. His grip relaxing before he wrapped his arms around her and made to lift her up with him. He did so with a quick grunt, before backing up into the wall. He glanced back at it with a little surprise before stepping past Florence.
"No... Or... Yes." Lekalis made it a few steps before stepping back to the table and retrieving the wine. He was still fluid on his feet, but there was a watery wobbliness to it all.
"Yes we are retrieving the food. We can play the game and... walk."
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The Tavern
Apr 10, 2018 15:06:29 GMT -8
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Post by Vanitypirate on Apr 10, 2018 15:06:29 GMT -8
"Yes, walking. It is good."
Florence swayed some as she stood, before finding her feet and pushing back her hood enough so that she might see.
She gathered her satchel while he recovered the wine, and she made to go stand by the door and wait.
"How does one play 'Truth and Dare'?"
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Apr 10, 2018 18:27:25 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"It's... It's a game of respect, you see?" He motioned to the door as he approached, opening it now and almost slamming it into Florence before taking it slower, as well as taking a step back so she might go on ahead.
"I say Truth or Dare!" He whispered excitedly, staring ahead, then looked to Florence,
"And you pick : Truth, or Dare. Then, I ask for the truth to something, or I dare you to do something." He explained with a nod, his nose scrunching up, thinking on it some more, he raised a finger and wagged it poignantly at Florence,
"Demanding money o-or... Favors... Like se-- err. Intercourse, or fighting, or buying are very rude requests. You should never do the... The Dare if it involves either. Or both. No, it is bad. The person who asks you... Those things, they are not friends. They are very bad. You do not have to do those dares." He assured her with a huff, furrowing his brow like a veteran to a war.
Lekalis glanced to Florence expectantly, nodding for her to walk ahead.
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Post by Vanitypirate on Apr 10, 2018 18:56:24 GMT -8
Florence steepled her hands together as she devoted the rules to memory.
The game seemed to be very useful to get people to listen to her advice and wisdom. She only wished it were purely 'Dare', sans the truth; it would be more efficient that way.
In fact, to dare the recipient of The Dare to exchange money, favors, or fights seemed like a royal waste of time.
"I understand..." She nodded her beaked head and looked blearily to the stairs. Thinking, before her head snapped back as she walked.
"Truthordare." She spoke quickly, suddenly, so as to seize the initiative before Lekalis could.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Apr 10, 2018 18:59:14 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
He smirked cheekily,
"Dare." He declared proudly, boldly. Hardly one to step away from it, he had frightful confidence in the matter. Lekalis was proper brave in all aspects of idiocy on the matter, as he started down the steps of the Tavern, pausing on the last landing before the drinking hall proper to wait for Florence's Dare.
He was awfully curious as to what she'd request...
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Post by Vanitypirate on Apr 10, 2018 19:02:14 GMT -8
Florence's steepled hands began to wring themselves deviously.
"Oh, yes... excellent..." She whispered, delighted, as her plan began to fall into action. "This is good."
She watched Lekalis intently from behind her lenses as she walked up to him.
"I dare you to always maintain a balanced diet of protein, fruit, and vegetables."
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Apr 10, 2018 19:04:08 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"Done." He almost snarled back, leaning forward into her lens with pride before he paused... Then giggled back, shaking his head, motioning for her to follow him,
"Come, your turn: Truth or Dare?" Lekalis asked with an exaggerated haughtiness. The Tavern's din and glow was but a breeze as he listened intently to Florence; he gingerly pulled at her fingers for her to follow him...
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Post by Vanitypirate on Apr 10, 2018 19:07:44 GMT -8
Florence followed after him.
She expected only sensible instructions to follow. Truly, the object of the game was that 'Truth' was a distraction from what was most necessary.
"I choose 'Dare.'" She answered boldly.
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Apr 10, 2018 19:13:24 GMT -8
/Lekalis/
"I Dare you tooooo..." He extended the word until they were at the Tavern's door before leaning in conspiratorially, his whisper heavy and breathy, he didn't seem to actually have anything in mind... Lekalis was truthfully more used to his comrades trying to be clever and safe by claiming 'Truth'. He 'ah'd for a moment and squinted into Florence's lens.
Perhaps the issue was that there were so many dares to be had. But he hadn't the heart to be too mean to her, not after she'd asked such a simple thing of him...
"... I Dare you never bathe without me. Every week. Forever." He squinted at her testingly, like a merchant who'd proposed a dangerous deal, he waggled his brows as he slowly peeled open the Tavern door...
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Post by Vanitypirate on Apr 10, 2018 20:40:42 GMT -8
Florence's arms slumped with disappointment.
Perhaps this was the reason there was an option to choose 'truth.'
"That is less useful." She leaned her head to one shoulder as she explain, "And potentially inconvenient. What if I have a dire need to bathe, but you are absent? This could be unsanitary and dangerous."
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Post by Bloodtrailkiller on Apr 11, 2018 5:57:05 GMT -8
/Lekalis/ "The Dares do not have to be particularly useful... Usually they are supposed to be... Hmm, Funny." He explained with a roll of the hand as he pushed open the door and made to pass through, "Like, I dare you to run around with no clothes." He proposed with a small giggle and a dismissive wave of his hand, "Do not actually do that... Please." \Lekalis and Florence depart to Hamlet Streets.\ |
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Post by Kidney on Apr 14, 2018 13:43:17 GMT -8
The Tavern was as jovial as ever, and after a short time spent at the bar, giving long-lost dishes to Hook, and setting up a small tab, Tod had found a table of which to set down his meager meal of potatoes and soup. He immediately shoved a spoonful into his mouth, chewing the bits and swallowing with a groan of bliss. "Ah, I haven't eaten anything in literally 36 hours."
He laughed, before haphazardly shoving another spoonful in his mouth.
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Post by Outisakanobody on Apr 14, 2018 13:57:01 GMT -8
Ignis went about the process of removing her mask while she sat next to Tod so she could eat as well. "Why were you not eating?" she asked as she stirred her soup around.
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