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[Darth Tempest]

By the time that the game started to gradually slow down, Vahliri was already feeling heavily buzzed and warm in the face. While she certainly wasn’t a lightweight, the half-Annfyn didn’t share the hyperactive filtration system of her Tiefling companions, and the fact she had to drink for damn-near every question certainly contributed to her current state.

Despite her otherwise cheery mood, Vahliri didn’t miss the way that Altair excused himself from the group after one question in particular - and her own fluted ears almost immediately bended downward upon seeing the Tiefling’s tail drag behind him. She chewed down on her bottom lip, her gaze only breaking away to watch as Wodan followed the Tiefling towards the balcony.

No small part of her wanted to instinctively make her way in that direction, but the half-Annfyn ultimately decided against it - allowing the two of them their space rather than crowding in. Instead, the half-Annfyn merely allowed to gaze to linger for a long moment - flashing the Tiefling a tender, knowing smile before her attention was drawn towards Alia - watching as the Tiefling proceeded to cannonball into the pool, followed shortly thereafter by several others.

Vahliri’s brow immediately rose upon hearing the latest game announced, blinking a few times as her amber eyes drew across the suggested participants with an abundance of scrutiny. Her gaze first flicked towards the younger Acolytes, and she couldn’t help the way her face scrunched up the moment she spotted the coffin-dodgers Nova attempted to drag into the mix - especially considering the fact that one them was easily old enough to be her father.

The half-Annfyn had no desire to go straddling the shoulders of a fossil, and proceeded to aggressively roll her eyes upon spotting the seductive way that Nova tried to lure them in. At this point, she wouldn't be surprised if the Acolyte started sniffing around the veteran's homes.

Shaking her head, Vahliri threw back the rest of her drink - setting the red solo cup down before walking her way over to the pool. Her gaze flicked back towards the balcony where Wodan and Altair were still lingering. “You both coming?” She called out, flashing the Tiefling a smile before turning her attention back to the pool. With that, Vahliri stepped off the ledge - diving forward and allowing her body to slip beneath the water’s surface with a splash.

Deciding against climbing on Coffey’s back and likely putting out the dude’s hip, Vahliri swam beneath the water and towards the pools edge - rising back up to the surface just in front of Alia. While the rest of the participants sorted out their partners, the half-Annfyn gestured up to her own shoulders, flashing a grin. “I’m game if you are,”

Only once Alia was securely on her shoulders did Vahliri glance over go Draugr, flashing the Zabrak a smirk. “Sorry, Master Draugr - looks like I already have a partner.” With that, Vahliri began to wade her way towards the center of the group - her small stature only accentuated by how high the water up on her body.

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[Darth Tiamat]

There was a soft rumbling that Tia found difficult to interpret in her lucid state; it reminded her of a dysfunctional engine, but she didn't remember being on her ship. She rolled over on the cabin's cot and starred at the ceiling, suddenly realizing where she was, and what transpired in the last few hours. Her eyes widened as she wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, realizing she had been drooling in her sleep. Sitting up quickly, she nearly fell back over from the lack of blood to her brain, but it helped in her scramble to the deck.

Having arrived early, she felt she needed to reassure that captain Tihsllub had not left any sign of curses; after her thorough scope of the yacht, she had found a place to tuck away until others arrived. She wasn't too sure how long she had been sleeping, but she decided to join the party that was well on its way.

The door behind her slammed open as she made it suddenly her priority to unintentionally announce she was present. Dressed in a black bikini, a sheer black kimono cover-up, and sandals for comfort, Tiamat stepped out onto the deck. She headed straight to the bar to grab herself a drink, well, first some shots, since it was a boat party after all.

She saw many she knew, catching first the tiefling, Altair, Vahl, Draugr, Sol... that one acolyte, Wood? Wodan? Wodan... and others she didn't recognize right away.

 

[Caelian]

Quietly he surfaced from the water after his little slip with a slightly shy and bemused look. The warmth in the water rejuvenated his old bones and for the first time in a long time, his face felt fresh and youthful again. The pool sprung to life as the party shifted there, prompting him to swim to the edge and retrieve one of the inflatable pool balls.

Caelian found himself in high spirits amongst all these strangers, true they shared a bond as Sith but at least here, in this pool, it felt good to have time to relax and enjoy each other's company. He found the eye of another @Nova Trent staring his way as she suggested a game of chicken. Slipping further into the water he slid to the waterline, answering "Oh I'm so down, we can take 'em. But watch this first."

Turning his attention back to the rest of the party, he spotted Draugr's masterful backflip into the water and waited a few seconds to give the Zabrak a chance to get his sense back.

Dragging the ball underneath the water's edge, he primed it in such a way that it would launch out of the water at whomever was in its path. Not wanting to be a complete twit to smack someone in the face without warning, Caelian called out "Hey Draugr, think fast!" before releasing the ball with a cheeky smile on his face.

 

[Nova Trent]

Nova wasn't quite sure whether having Master Draugr involved in this fight was a good idea, especially now after Vahliri had picker a different partner, but she was curious to see how this would play out now.

She watched Alia with a hint of concern, but her foggy, drunk brain couldn't quite figure out to help her and so she directed her attention towards the Echani (@Caelian) who was just approaching her. "Oh sure we can take them all. I'm an expert in chicken fights" she replied with a smirk, winking at his remark before Caelian suddenly did something unexpected.

Had he seriously just hurled a bal, towards Draugr? Nova didn't even want to think about the consequences and so as soon as he had set the ball free, she grabbed him by the shoulders to position him right in front of her before she moved to his backside and waited for him to lower himself, so that it would be easier for her to hop on. "Vahliri is short and will have a hard time with balancing, so Alia is our first victim" she enthusiastically whispered into his ear, so ready to get started.

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[Wodan]

“Yea, i’ve seen the stuff flying around parties but never felt the pull. Maybe one day.” Wodan took the shot glass from Altair and after a quick clink of the glasses downed the shot. Luckily for the Acolyte the Firrerrian had a rather high tolerance for alcohol among other things, hopefully he had the ability to keep up with the Tiefling who also had an inbuilt tolerance to the stuff.

Wodan smirked at Altair’s comment, “He is definitely into you more. I think I heard him say he wanted a go on your horns.” The Tiefling had seemingly came out of his funk, so Wodan was confident that a little baiting wouldn't go amiss now. He shrugged at the man’s comment about getting whatever girl he wanted, although Wodan had some success with the ladies in the past, it was more success he had fallen into than something he had sought out himself. Behind the exuberant mass of confidence of the Firrerrian noble, he was actually pretty shy when it came to the opposite sex.

I mean there were a few he had his eyes on, Alia was cute and Vahliri had something about her which definitely intrigued the Noble. Nova seemed to have a dangerous edge which might be interesting to explore. “I would be honoured.” He replied with a smirk. “I would have to admit, Vahliri has been on my mind since our mission.”

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[Darth Draugr]

As Draugr had come up from under the water, Vahliri explained she had a partner already, which of course was fine. Draugr only needed to find a new partner. Easy enough he thought.

"That's totally fine Vahl-"

As he was speaking he was interrupted by a voice calling out 'Hey Draugr heads up' and then a ball would pop out of the water and head straight for him, with the buzz of alcohol rushing through him he would react slower than usual and the ball would smack him in the face. It wasn't painful but it was an annoying thing to have done to him. He shows a relaxed side of him for the sake of everyone getting a chance to bond with their superiors and now he gets balls thrown at him. Perhaps showing them discipline with leaders is till required is necessary.

After he got sight of the individual who sent the ball flying his way he gave a piercing glare of disappointment and anger. The yellow eyes refusing to blink as he grabbed the ball and throw it over the edge of the ship and used the force to ensure it flew over. Then he would wait for the girl to climb upon his shoulders. Once they were set and ready to battle in the chicken fight Draugr would return the favor.

"Hey Caelian.. heads up."

And with the force he would squeeze the Echani's knees together causing him to lose balance just before a strike would come from the opposition. This was to ensure the Champion would lose and maybe hurt him enough to not mess with his superiors like their Acolytes or equals. Draugr was a believer in praise and respect. It may be just fun to them, but to the Zabrak it was unprofessional. His position isn't to be friends with them, but to lead them. A bond can be built undoubtedly, but he hadn't known Caelian nor did he care to now. If your first impression with a Master is to hit them in the face with a ball you will not go unpunished. Hopefully that is the last time he must take matters into his own hands.

Draugr would then swim over by Altair and Wodan as he would climb out of the pool to speak with them.

"Altair, and I don't believe I got your name yet. Good to meet you."

Draugr would offer his hand to the Acolyte for a shake and greeting.

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[Altair Din]

Altair snickered at Wodan’s comment about Alex, “He seems the type to write fanfiction in his free time so maybe I feature in ‘em,” The tiefling looked over in his direction briefly before turning back to Wodan. When the Firrerreo mentioned Vahliri as an interest, Altair’s eyes went slightly wide. Damn, Vahliri was getting so much attention these days. He was sure that Varyn guy also had the hots for her, along with Asher.

“Don’t blame you,” He said, “She’s on a lot of dude’s minds,” He grinned at the Firrerreo. He gave a quick glance towards the pool right as Vahliri turned to them and invited them over. Altair grinned back and nudged Wodan, “That’s our cue,” He began to step in that direction when he spotted Draugr starting to head their way.

Fuck.

And this was after he just fucked over another Champion. Before the Sith Master could close the distance, Altair picked a sugary mixed drink off a passing tray and handed it to Wodan, “This is one of Vahl’s favorite drinks. When I look over next, her ass better on your shoulders, now go,” He bodily shoved Wodan towards the pool and turned to face Draugr as he approached, deciding to entertain him so Wodan could go do his thing.

“Master Draugr,” Altair said with a smile, “Nice to see you cuttin’ loose. What’s your drink of choice?”

He was momentarily distracted when a door slammed open. Altair looked in that direction and almost at once he choked a bit on his drink, some of it dribbling embarrassingly down his chin. He stared with wide eyes as he spotted the one and only Tiamat.

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Now this was an enigma of a woman. Everything about her oozed a casual confidence and fiery sex appeal all at once. She managed somehow to be the kinkiest woman he had ever encountered while at the same time one of the most brilliant and analytical minds that ever existed. The blue eyes and the tousled, red hair was her trademark, her slender and supple frame almost an insulting illusion to transpose above the devastating queen that both survived Raze as a master and the Eternal mask, all while changing the face of fleet warfare across the galaxy forever.

She was the woman that could embody the demeanor of a fierce rancor and Lothcat kitten all at once, all while weaving a sensual draw that could make any man or woman weak and bring them to their knees. She was the one that could jerk him around by the horns, push him against a wall and leave a dent, leave marks all over his rigid skin, twirl her hair and bite her lip coyly as if she wasn’t one of the most horrifying things in the galaxy, but at the same time keep him coming back for more. She decided whether he could be a lion or be reduced to a mewling kitten. She was the late night calls, the rendezvous that made you feel thoroughly used and left satisfied like a drug you never wanted to leave your system. That you kept going back to even if you knew what it did.

Tiamat needed validation from no one. She danced to her own tune. And she didn’t care that so few understood the depths of her brilliance.

Altair wiped his chin off and cleared his throat, giving Tiamat a feeble wave to invite her to join them if she pleased from where he stood before turning his attention back to Draugr.

Fuck.

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[Wodan]

He tilted his head to the side slightly when Altair mentioned she had a lot of dude’s interested, it seems he had some competition. As if on cue the women in question signalled for the pair to join her in the pool. Wodan watched as she slid elegantly into the pool before arriving on the other side near Alia.

His eyes still on Vahliri, Altair appeared at his shoulder, a sugary coloured drink in his hand. Wodan peared over to spot the approaching Sith Master. “I owe you one.” He replied to the Tiefling before taking the drink and getting out of dodge and before he became another of Draugr’s playthings. Moving across the yacht the Firrerrian grabbed a mixed drink for himself and took a large mouthful for confidence.

He arrived at the side of the pool where Vahliri and Alia were assembling their human combat machine. Noticing that the Half-Annfyn was almost drowning herself in the shallower side of the pool, Wodan placed the two drinks down on the side and slid into the pool next to the pair. Looking over at Alia he smiled. “Do you mind if I cut in?” Offering her the drink he picked out for himself as compensation before turning to Vahliri. “Perhaps we can fight on more even terms, you and me?”

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[Thel Xeros]

Thel arrived late to the party. He disliked such gatherings and, more pertinently, he loathed alcohol. It weakened the mind and dulled the senses. There would inevitably be excessive amounts of drinking at such an event. He had quietly taken a seat in the corner of the area where the main group of revellers had initially gathered. Sitting with his legs crossed, Thel peered around the room. The partygoers were a strange assortment of individuals and they were drinking as much as he expected they would.

Thel had only attended the function in the slight hope that it could perhaps lead to an encounter with someone who might one day become a useful asset. It seemed unlikely that this was the right type of occasion. Sat quietly in the corner, Thel appreciated that he did not blend in with the others in attendance. He had eschewed casual clothing and instead chose to wear his usual black robe. The glass of water next to him also differentiated him from the others.

 

[Darth Tiamat]

Tiamat held her glass of champagne gently by the stem of the glass, seeing Altair give her a small wave, she waved back and took a sip as she headed in his direction. She also saw Draugr approaching Altair as Wodan seemed to be distracted with some of the gals in the pool, probably lucky timing on his part from being sandwiched by two sith masters. One thing about these social events that always surprised her was how many sith present looked like any other civilian in the galaxy. Walking on the streets of Taris or Corellia, one would find difficulty in deciphering that they were warriors under the Sith Empire.

"Hey Altair," she greeted, almost sing-songy, which even surprised herself as a finger found a thin lock of her red hair, twirling it subtly around her finger. She turned her attention to Draugr, "Did you get chaperone duty, Draugr?" she asked, recalling the last social the two of them had attended. "Its nice to see so many here, a lot of new faces...or they've been around, and I've been in my lab too much." she hummed to herself thinking about her own open thoughts as she took a longer drink from her glass.

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[Alia]

Alia replied to Vahliri's offer with a smile and jumped on, though not literally, not wanting to dunk Vahliri underwater. "Let's go!"

Giving Draugr a not entirely genuinely apologetic shrug and a smile at Vahliri's comment, she turned her attention to their first challengers. As Nova and Caelian approached, Alia did her best to stay on Vahliri's shoulders. Before the match had even begun she cupped both hands in front of her as she called out to them with a grin. "Ready?" She pressed her palms together, and a stream of water shot from her hands, aimed for Caelian's face. A playful gesture, nothing more, just to set the mood before the game began. It just so happened that Dragur responded to Caelian's earlier prank at just that instance. And if Caelian toppled as Draugr had intended, all witnessing the game might think that the harmless squirt of water had managed to take him and Nova down.

Alia laughed at the win, maybe a little smug, even though she had heard Draugr and knew there was probably more to Caelian going down than some water in his face. But, a win was a win, however it was earned. But before she could celebrate the win further with her partner, they were joined in the water by Altair's golden skinned friend. Noticing the drink he brought for Vahl, and the offer he made to her, she smiled and dropped off Vahliri's shoulders. As she straightened up she leaned in and let out a soft "Ooooooohhh!" in her ear as she waded past her and took the drink that Wodan had offered her.

Taking a sip from the drink, she leaned back against the side of the pool. "A week's pay on my friends here!" She shouted out a challenge as she pointed at Wodan and Vahliri. "Any takers?"

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[Darth Draugr]

As he was there with Altair Draugr would just remember him being a spotlight for teenage girls to get upset over, now it seemed to all chill out. Girls still wanted him the same though they learned how to handle it. Just when Draugr was going to offer to get drinks, it seemed Altair was already on it,

"Well, any rum almost. Or a nice strong whiskey. I like it when it burns. Makes the horns grow ya know."

Draugr would try to make an elbow gesture as if to point out the joke. Then he noticed the slobber falling from the boy's mouth and the face he was making. Draugr took a look where he was looking and noticed Tiamat coming their way. His eyebrows would raise and his head ever so slightly tilt as he also caught a glimpse of what the boy had seen.

"Ahhh hot for Lady Tiamat huh?"

He would say it to where only he and Altair could before chuckling and then greeting the woman himself.

"Lady Tiamat, good to see you too. And you wish. I will gladly give you the title of chaperone. Acolytes give me headaches."

He would smirk as conversation continued. The music playing brought to groove to him as he would moving his body in a casual rhythm to the music. She was one of the people among the Sith he liked enough to be genuine with, he had once wanted her romantically but now he has returned to professionalism in the work environment. Seemed the Champion was now seeking her as a love interest or maybe something alternate knowing his history.

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[Caelian]

Caelian lowered himself into the water as Nova grappled his shoulders and climbed on, allowing him to stand back up. The pair made a ferocious chicken, watching carefully for their first victim as Nova whispered of her expertise. Together, they wade towards Alia and Vahliri, a tough opponent for sure but one that could be bested with a little Sith trickery.

Standing a few feet away, ready for battle, Caelian pulled a face at Alia, who in turn playfully shot a small stream of water which properly plonked him in the face. Before he could even react, the Echani heard his name being called by a familiar voice from the water's edge.

Instantly, his knees swung together and taking away any semblance of balance. Caelian wobbled and fell forward, disappearing under the water in front of their opponent. Caelian couldn't believe it, that kriffing Draugr cheated in the match before he could!

What a party pooper and anticlimactic end to their reign of pool based terror.

That being said, in light of what happened earlier, at least he wasn't doing acrobatics over the side rails.

Caelian surfaced and swam to the water's edge by himself, annoyed with the L but more so nursing his pride. Maybe, he thought, a few more drinks would help with that.

 

[Nova Trent]

Nova was indeed overly enthusiastic about this first fight, especially because she was fully confident that they could handle the two ladies, but little did Nova knew it wouldn't even come this far. He had allowed her to climb onto his shoulders and she was facing Alia with a feisty smirk before, however, Master Draugr started his counterattack.

Together they both lost before the match had even begun. As Caelian toppled forward, Nova landed in the water almost horizontally with a huge splash. Great...so much for an actual match. She swallowed quite a bit of water and came back to the surface coughing. After she had caught her breath she shot Draugr short, angry glance before she simply shrugged it off.

She immediately noticed that @Caelian was indeed a little annoyed and so she followed him, a rather playful grin on her lips. "How about a few shots to numb the pain of the loss?" she suggested playfully nudging him, before she looked around to check on more uninvolved bystanders. "Caer? Alex? Are you joining us?" she called over to them, nodding into the direction of the bar.

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[Altair Din]

Altair had to chuckle a bit when Draugr mentioned the horns growing from whiskey. It sounded like one of those jokes his Pa used to make and he found it endearing. The tiefling swiped a coconut rum mixed drink since he couldn’t spot any top shelf whiskey and handed it to the Zabrak. Altair clinked their glasses together as he took a sip. His face flushed when Draugr commented on how he looked over at Tiamat.

“Just didn’t expect her to be here is all,” Altair said truthfully. He didn’t see her arrive so what the hell was she doing already in the cabin? The tiefling looked over as Tiamat walked over and greeted him in a sing-song voice. He especially noted how she twirled a strand of her hair. Damn. That was downright cruel because it generally prefaced them doing unspeakable things to each other. Altair cleared his throat and shifted a bit where he stood, “Hello Master Tiamat,” He said with a polite nod.

This was not ideal as his pupils were dilated and he was pretty sure Tiamat could tell he was spiced up and drunk at the same time and the hair twirling meant his head was completely in the gutter. Altair would make polite conversation before he decided the two Masters could probably occupy themselves and it’d distract them from throwing any other Champions or Acolytes overboard. The tiefling raised in his glass in cheers to them both before slinking away towards Nova’s call for shots.

“Count me in!” Altair walked over towards the edge of the pool and grabbed a shot glass. With a grin, he tossed back the shot and shrugged out of his tank top. His shiny, charcoal skin was highlighted by the sun, the contours of his defined physique on display as he casually splashed into the pool next to Caelian and Nova.

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[Alexios De'jaal]

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Alex had initially intended to join the game, but as it turned out, there'd been an odd number of participants, and the boy had barely surfaced from the water when the other four managed to pair off. No matter-- the only thing more fun than a game of chicken was watching it, and he had a front row seat on the edge of the pool. Hopping back out, the boy leaned back, amused and reaching up for a shot off the tray of a passing serving droid. There he'd sat, reclined back with one hand, a knee propped up and the other leg hanging in. At the angle he was sitting, the sun bounced off his skin, soaked as it was, like bronze-- and somehow his hair hadn't changed its shape at all.

There he sat as the game played out, laughing along as water was splashed and "Combat" was fought. The water cannon from the horned girl won an audible applause, and when the white-haired guy (@Xorism) and the scarred girl (@LadyRen) fell, he let out a cheer. "Hail the conquering heroes!" He called, raising his shot glass and downing its contents. He'd already started to feel the alcohol's effects, and it was only going to get a bit more intense. Polite mannerisms and aristocratic reservations would seem foggy and distant within his mind.

When she asked him if he wanted to join them the boy let out a chuckle. How could he? There was only the five of them, right? She'd called another name when she'd glanced over at the bar however, and his eyes widened at the sight of a partygoer he'd had yet to see (@LouJoVi) The boy was tall-- very tall, actually-- and he made the pale looking near human from earlier look swarthy in comparison. That didn't detract from the fact that he was absurdly handsome, rivaling even the grey incubus who had made his way back over at the call for shots.

"I'd be down for a ride on his shoulders for a round or two." The boy chimed, looking over his shoulder and flashing a grin at the sharp eared near human. "Assuming he's got time between getting shitfaced and sunburnt." He teased, before nodding towards the pool and slipping in with a surprising level of grace for an obviously inebriated teenage boy. The Brentaalan would figure out the logistics of getting on the pale Anfynn's shoulders after he finished his quick swim, gliding through the water with ease.

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[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

Caerllion had sat on a chair near the pool, so he could watch what was happening in the water. He saw how some of the partygoers were starting to climb on the shoulders of each other in some type of game. The Annfyn wasn’t sure what they wanted to do with it, but since there was even a Sith Master playing, it could be a good opportunity for him to learn how this type of party worked.

A smile appeared on his lips when he saw Caelian and Nova falling on the water. While the game seemed a bit silly, Caerllion thought that perhaps he could give it a try. It seemed to be fun, even with the silliness, and with Vahliri being in the pool too, he could use this game to embarrass her.

However, before he could leave the chair and enter the pool, Caerllion heard Nova asking him if he wanted to join her and others in the bar. The mention of drinks made the Acolyte remembered of something. “I think that I have a better idea.” he said, before picking a bag that he brought with him to the pool.

Someone could think that it was strange for someone to carry a bag to a pool, but Caerllion needed a way to bring his sunscreen while still being fashionable. With the fair skin that he inherited from his mother, being in the sun without any protection would end making him turn red.

“I brought this.” he showed the other Sith a bottle. “This is a typical Annfyn Wine, aged to perfection for 500 years.” since his species had long lives, they found ways to make some of their alcoholic beverages to age like them. “It came direct from the Cyfnos Vineyard. Perhaps you would like to taste some of it?” the truth was that he never tasted it himself. Since his father never allowed him to drink wines aged more than 200 year, he had stolen this bottle. To be honest, he wanted the one of 1000 years, but these things were so rare that his father would noticed if he took one.

He had freedom to do many things, but his drinking habits were some that his father still put rules on. Something about him needing to be over 75 to drink this type of old wine. It was so annoying sometimes.

While he waited for their answer, Caerllion saw Altair approach to take a shot glass. “Hey, Altair! Would you like to join us in trying this one?” then he turned to look at the human boy that had teased him. “You are invited too, but I don’t know if you have the age to drink anything beyond a glass of soda.” he smirked, wondering if the boy would even be capable of drinking such old wine.

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[Brekis Rath]

Things were once again moving far too quickly for Brekis and his lack of experience with these sorts of parties, to realistically keep up with. He allowed Arla to drag himself and possibly Lu over to the rest of the gathered Sith. Brekis had absolutely no clue what drinking game they were playing and everyone seemed far to involved with their own drinking to bother with the 3 new comers. So Brekis just decided to get further into the party mood and downed his sweet sweet drink and opted to switch to whatever whiskey was on display.

Everyone seemed most interested in flirting of all things. Not that Brekis could deny that those gathered were in fine form and looked appealing, none of the gathered beings suited his fancy. The Teiflings were probably the closest to drawing his, but being a Kaleesh meant he found their lack of scales off putting. He would lean over to Arla and Lu, more obvious due to his height, "Hmmm I'm assuming the alcohol get's the...labido going at these functions. Interesting but all the skin here is too smooth for my tastes. No offense." He would offer to the two humans.

He would simply people watch for the moment and quickly the game fell apart, most likely in part to the the already copious amounts of alcohol being consumed, and turned into a party in the pool. Now that Brekis could get behind. He shrugged off his shirt and downed another shot of whiskey before dashing for the pool, swearing he heard somebody mention a race. He dove into the pool. He didn't know if Arla or Lu would follow but he figured it was a good a chance as any to get more involved in the festivities.

The next game was also short lived and Brekis would chuckle as the Sith master got the upper hand. He would swim over to the edge of the pool, the whiskey lighting his mood a bit and finally introduce himself. "Greetings, a fine game. I'd be up for a round after some more drinks. I'm Brekis by the way a pleasure to meet you all." He did his best to smile behind his Erkuush mask.

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[Darth Tiamat]

Altair went into a more professional mode when she arrived and he greeted her, seeming more awkward than she expected, and assumed having Draugr nearby maybe added to the nervousness. As the zabrak master greeted her also, Altair took his opportunity to join others, specifically as someone called out for shots. She didn't miss a beat as Draugr offered to hand her the chaperone position.

"Absolutely not." she waved her hand, watching Altair join for shots at the pool. Her smile dipped for a moment as her thoughts seemed to wind tightly, reality fading as she thought about Altair. But then quickly she realized she was still conversing with Draugr. "At least if we decide to throw anyone out, their landing will be a bit more...comforting instead of a mountain side." her smile returned, "You have an intimidating glare, you just need to look in the general direction of an acolyte and they will knock it off." Tia smirked, thinking how nice it would be to have that intimidation factor.

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[Caelian]

Caelian chirped up immediately as Nova suggested doing shots "You read my mind, let's." He subtly moved as to brush shoulders with her before picking up a pair of shot glasses from the edge of the pool, knocking each out in quick succession. He could feel the pained loss slowly slip away as the liquor burned its way down his throat and the return of a happier, party buzz. It didn't take long for the rest of the gang to show after 'shots' rang out.

From the corner of his eye, the unmistakable charcoal visage of a Tiefling appeared and joined them in the pool. They hadn't been formally introduced, hell, not even informally if this evening's drinking game didn't count. With a small head flick he introduced himself "Sup, Altair right? Name's Caelian." Caelian tried to play it cool, but there was little hiding the tieflings physique put his own out to shame. There was just something otherworldly about it as if they had been a hand carved work of art, his eyes quickly averting back toward Nova to avoid staring at the one person too long.

Caelian saw Caerllion and Alex eagerly join them. Caerllion pulled some kind of old, fancy looking wine bottle out of his bag and seemed quite excited about his haul. When he asked if they were interested in trying any, Caelian barely let him finish his sentence before agreeing enthusiastically and holding out his now empty shot glass. "Fill her up, man. Let's see."

Turning his attention back to Nova, he playfully offered to clink their shot glasses together before downing the offered wine.