Where it all Started

[Oria Solstice]

"I thought you'd never ask," Oria smirked out.

She pulled away from the Zeltron, letting her hands linger on Herrith's hips as long as she could. She chuckled before turning to make her way over the kitchen, doing her best not to trip over herself. She took a minute or so to rummage around and find the alcohol requested of her. When she finally found the stash, which she was happily surprised by its size, she pulled out a bottle of spiced rum, popped its top off and took a swig before heading back over to her companion.

Oria passed the rum over before finding herself a comfy seat on on of the apartment's chairs.

"I know people say to not miss your liquors, but frankly I dont really care. Why only drink one thing when you could drink everything."

Her speech was definitely starring to slow and slur, but she was still making sense of what she was saying for now. From her seat she looked happily up at Herrith, a mischievous grin on her face.

 

[Herrith Hendarsin]

Herrith chuckled to herself as her companion stood up, staggering into the kitchen to retrieve the desired alcoholic beverage from her vast assortment of such in this particular place, reappearing with what looked like spiced rum and popping the top as she took a seat on a clean enough chair to slur out a sentence and take a sip, a smile on her face while the Zeltron pulled herself to her feet, rather shakily, and approached, falling down on the chair as comfortably as she could and getting close to Oria.

She reached for the bottle and shut her eyes for a brief moment.
"Just take comfort in the fact that I'll drink ninety percent of whatever you try to drink yourself to death with. Or something like that..."

 

[Oria Solstice]

Oria leaned back in the chair before letting her fall slightly over to rest up against Herrith's shoulder, a position she enjoyed very much.

"So, are Zeltrons really that's much better at..." It took her a few second to think of the right word in her drunken state. "processing alcohol than humans?"

She'd probably asked the question before in one of her drunken rambles, but the beauty of asking things while drunk is that you probably won't remember them the next time you drunkenly ask. Her eyes closed as she leaned up more against the pink lady. The exotic smell of alien pheromones filled her nostrils before she let out a sigh of relief.

"Because if so, a drunken Zelteon must really rack up debts fast," she said with a chuckle.

 

[Herrith Hendarsin]

Herrith got as close as she could to Oria, wrapping her arms around the woman as she let a smile fall onto her face. The blind woman really didn't hear about Zeltron biology as often as everyone else did? They could damn well drink everyone else to death, at least the very well-experienced ones. Well experienced meaning how much one drank at parties and nightclubs. Or in Herrith's case, drinking herself half to death in an apartment. Alone.

"Well, yeah. Never heard the stories or general run-downs of our biology?"

She took a sip of rum and kissed the woman after she finished her next sentence, squeezing Oria slightly as she thought up a reply. The Zeltron shifted lower in the seat as her head spun a bit and then giggled to herself.

"Yeah..yes we do..."

 

[Oria Solstice]

Oria made herself comfortable laying up against her Zeltron companion, before grabbing the bottle from her.

"To be fair, I did spend most of my life alone on a jungle planet so there wasn't much in the way of education. Though the things I learnt before and after that mostly centered around 'other' aspects of your biology," she other with a mysterious tone in her voice.

She giggled to herself before taking a small sip from the bottle. She definitely was going to hate herself for drinking so much when she wakes up tomorrow.

"And I have to say from my first hand experience, the story come no where close to the real thing."

With a bit of effort she opened her eyes to look up and into Herrith's. A large smile across her face.