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Post by S'kvari on Feb 8, 2012 21:54:10 GMT -6
The wine was easily downed and the Legate smiled. The bar keep filled the glasses back up. S'Kvari downed it once again before looking over and waiting for Raziah.
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Post by raziah on Feb 8, 2012 21:58:03 GMT -6
Raziah's tail was waving lightly as she drank her second glass of wine. She set the glass down onto the table with a noise of contentment.
"Damn good...." she commented, licking a stray bit of liquid that lingered on her upper lip. She waited as the bar keep filled the glass again, not even paying attention to S'kvari as she downed it.
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Post by S'kvari on Feb 8, 2012 22:00:21 GMT -6
S'Kvari downed her third glass and waited for it to be re-filled. The alcohol had even started affecting her, and her opponent was already drunk. The Legate knew she was going to take this one easily.
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Post by raziah on Feb 8, 2012 22:03:19 GMT -6
Raziah hummed gently, tail waving back and forth as she weaved a bit on her seat. Thank the gods she had the good sense to rent a room BEFORE starting to drink.
"Lord Sanguine dun fail me now..." she commented, drinking her forth glass easily, looking over at S'kvari with a drunk, mischievous grin. "You know... you've got nice tits for an uptight girl..."
The Khajiit nodded lightly as her glass was filled again, starting to down it.
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Post by S'kvari on Feb 8, 2012 22:09:01 GMT -6
"Don't flirt with me if you want to keep your ears." Came a short, simple reply as the Legate downed another glass. It was becoming increasingly obvious to everyone that the Legate was ahead. She hadn't even started acting buzzed yet, even after five, going on six, tankards.
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Post by raziah on Feb 8, 2012 22:13:10 GMT -6
Raziah hummed lightly, even as the world was reeeeeally starting to spin... there was a biiiig ole purse of septims on the line! She wasn't about to go down easily. Looking into her sixth glass, Raziah hummed softly, lifting the glass up to down it.
"Yooooou are sooo uptight... how 'bout we slip off to my room and I'll unwind you... I'll unwind you like the spring on a spiked door trap.... yeeeeah," Raziah said, nodding as she licked her lips, hiccuping slightly.
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Post by S'kvari on Feb 8, 2012 22:17:29 GMT -6
"How about you just keep drinking before I turn you into an ice-cube." The Legate again said calmly before downing her sixth, then seventh glass. Though it took all her effort, she refrained from Shouting at the other cat.
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Post by raziah on Feb 8, 2012 22:21:19 GMT -6
Raziah licked her lips before downing her seventh and then eighth glasses, slightly wondering why there was two of S'kvari... there had only been one before...
"Dun think I ever been a ice cooob a'fore...." Raziah commented, lightly gripping the bar as another glass of wine was put down before her. She blinked lightly at it with a determined look on her face, picking it up slowly and carefully, drinking it down.
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Post by S'kvari on Feb 8, 2012 22:36:02 GMT -6
After about 10, S'Kvari was starting to feel just a touch tingly. Nothing that hindered her though. She continued to gulp down the wine as if it was going out of style. Nothing was going to stop her from beating this thief.
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Post by raziah on Feb 8, 2012 22:40:43 GMT -6
Raziah let out a breath, biting her lip lightly. Yup... the word was all spinning. Raziah could barely lift her tenth glass.
"Damn...." was all she managed to slurr, only managing to knock the glass over as she slumped onto the bar counter, forehead hitting the wood rather hard in a drunken stupor.
The bar keep chuckled softly, taking the glass away and starting to wipe up the spilled alcohol.
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Post by S'kvari on Feb 8, 2012 22:49:24 GMT -6
S'Kvari gave a triumphant smile as she finished off her 11th glass and claiming her prize. "Moral of this story: Don't challenge me. I win." The Legate laughed, ordering her usual drink again and sipping it slowly, going back into her realm of thought.
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Post by raziah on Feb 8, 2012 23:50:57 GMT -6
Raziah groaned softly a few hours later, holding onto her head with a hand. She raised up, rubbing her forehead where it had connected with the bar.
"No moar Alto wine for a while..." she whispered. Kindly, the bar keep placed a cup of water before her, allowing the still rather drunk Khajiit to sip at it slowly. Her tail curled and uncurled as she drank.
She wanted nothing more than to head on up to her room, but had to wait for the world to stop spinning first...
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Post by S'kvari on Feb 8, 2012 23:54:58 GMT -6
"You put up a good fight, cat. Here." The Legate spoke softly, knowing that ther other Khajiit was bound to have a massive headache. She slid the septims that she bet over to Raziah and continued to sip her drink. "There's to trying."
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Post by raziah on Feb 8, 2012 23:58:36 GMT -6
Raziah blinked lightly, noting the large purse that had been slipped towards her, face breaking out into a large, drunk smile. She took it gratefully before flinging her arms around S'kvari, kissing her cheek swiftly in order to avoid further injury.
"Luvs chu..." she stated, standing slowly and wobbly. Humming lightly to herself as she weaved her way to the stairs to head up to her room and sleep off the inevitable hangover.
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Post by S'kvari on Feb 9, 2012 0:01:14 GMT -6
"Strange cat." S'kvari said with a sigh as she finished her drink. She bid the bartender good day, leaving him a large tip and set off back home. After all, she needed so rest before she went off to find more dragons.
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