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[Darth Tiamat]

It was a pleasant surprise, with as flustered as Vahl got at times, her taking the initiative piqued Tiamat’s own curiosity to see just how far she would go. The woman grinned when Vahl laid heavy on her accent and she didn’t pull away as their lips met. Her fingers gently cupped the elven woman’s cheeks as she held her with a tenderness before running her hands down over her shoulders and then her arms, pulling her closely to her own body. As Vahl bit her lip, Tiamat pulled her back in, an arm wrapping around her waist to avoid being separated.

Tiamat kissed Vahl again, feeling the softness of her lips, another hand running back along her side and up her front. Even through the alcohol and the pool water, Vahl smelled amazing, she would try hard to remember to ask what conditioner she uses for her hair later. Her lips trailed down her chin, then along her neck, kissing and nibbling softly as to not leave her mark…yet.

“If you want, we can do more elsewhere…just come find me.” She grinned, before pulling away and brushing back her red hair over her shoulders. A quick glance to see what else was happening on the boat as the tiefling that licked Altair earlier was now stripping down.

@Altaris

 

[Altair Din]

Truthfully he had never considered professionally dancing like this, but he certainly added stripteasing as a potential side hustle idea. Altair was helping himself to yet another drink as he waited for Alex to do his dare. The tiefling’s eyes narrowed as the acolyte tossed his speedo towards him. Altair snatched it out of the air and decided to pay him back by casually ripping it to shreds and ensuring he had nothing to put back on after he was done. He snickered to himself as he watched Alex begin his silly little run. (@Tom)

Altair’s gaze flicked over to Tiamat and Vahliri and he was sure he was hallucinating. He shook his head and even slapped himself on the face as he saw the ladies lock lips. His eyes went wide and his jaw was visibly slack and he forgot about literally everyone else in the vicinity. Altair took a sip of his drink, his mind rapidly conjuring up images of his wrinkled old aunt in an effort to keep his body from betraying him very noticeably.

The tiefling didn’t miss the way they both glanced at him and they would see him standing there looking like a bantha in the speeder light. He blinked a few times, just vaguely aware of Alia’s dare. Altair briefly glanced over at her before looking back at Vahliri and Tiamat. After a moment, he walked over and grabbed the shitty ancient wine, took a huge gulp from it, and handed it to Caelian for his dare.

The tiefling jumped out of the pool and shuffled over to the hot tub next to it, jumping right in. He ensured he was the only one in it before glancing back at both women.

“I dare you both to give me a lapdance at the same time!” Altair yelled out to Tiamat and Vahliri. He grinned at them, wondering if they would take him up on the challenge or brush him off. Regardless, he would soak in the comfortable hot tub temporarily away from the crowds. He had given enough dances, he wanted to be the one spoiled for once.

@Altaris @GABA

 

[Caelian]

Dares continued to be offered and completed in rapid succession, with each becoming more and more frisky and liqueur induced. His own dare for Tiamat seemed to pay off dividends as the fiery delight descended upon and locked lips with Vahliri. Initially gawking out the corner of his eye, Caelian fumbled out a quiet "Oh shit" under his breath, before turning away, cheeks redder than before.

But if anything was going to turn Caelian religious, it would definitely be watching the magnificently built Altair taking up his dare to gyrate his perfect body against the likewise beautiful and flirtatious Nova. Caelian was within arms reach, but yet so very far away from heaven. Taking a moment for himself, he tactically slipped lower into the water to ensure nobody would be the wiser.

The other theatrics were amusing to watch, at least until Caer tried to offload some ancient wine that would probably turn to dust if left outside too long. Caelian winced at the dare, the earlier shot was tolerable as it wasn't a significant amount, but this was another story. The whole bottle mixed with the liquor that he had been downing would produce an unholy combination, something that wouldn't likely end well.

And then, like something straight out of a holovid, came his knight in shining armour in the form of Altair who swooped in to steal the brittle bottle and take a large gulp for himself before handing it back. He'd definitely owe the tiefling now, he thought. Looking dreadfully at the remaining liquid, Caelian lifted the rim to his lips and swirled its contents down his throat without attempting to taste it, absent a gag reflex.

By now Caelian was well woozy and feeling uncomfortable, but he tried to hold himself steady without much luck. Looking at Alex as he dared Wodan to bake (??) something as a dare, Caelian assumed this was some kind of spice related term that he'd misunderstood. He needed to get back at Caer somehow and Alex deserved something good after that, he pondered momentarily before declaring "Alex the pantless, I dare you to ride Caer as a chicken top, wading around the pool edge twice." Perfect, he thought, that'll teach him.

Caelian moved back towards the water's edge and tipped out the ice from an otherwise empty bucket before eyeing up Nova once more. Leaning in ever so close to her face, his free hand bracing her back, he whispered, "You can take the dare too, if you like. I just gotta freshen up first." before winking and pulling himself out of the pool. He tried to play it cool, but the bucket was just there in case he didn't get downstairs in time.

@Tom @LouJoVi @LadyRen

 

[Nova Trent]

Once she was back with the group, her drunk brain suddenly realized that she had missed a few good chances, because she was way too drunk to react fast enough. The image of @Caelian taking the lemon of her lips washed over her again...she could have pulled him close and savored the moment...

But unfortunately the moment had passed now and she was left hungry with a kind of insatiable appetite for more. Same with @Altair Din...she could have fumbled with the hem of his shorts, she could have grabbed his cheeks and pulled him closer as well, but she had simply been way to slow thanks to her fogged brain...But on the other hand she was completely confident that there would be more chances.

The game went on and the drunk brunette's attention shot towards @Vahliri Kahtal and @Tiamat who started something extremely hot. She had made out with girls before, solely for fun and and as she watched the redhead and the Half-Annfyn getting started she felt tempted to hop right in.

The boys seemed to enjoy the show as well, but unfortunately the show was soon over. It didn't get boring afterwards though, since @Alexios De'jaal started to strip down before he started his streaking. Nova laughed whole-heartedly at the scene, even though she highly admired his confidence. She had mistaken the younger acolyte for a shy wallflower, but it turned out he was brimming with confidence as well.

The next person stripping down was @Alia, also not ashamed at all which Nova admired just the same. Was everyone stripping down now? She was down to join anyway. However, before she could join any of the fun, she saw Caelian down the whole bottle of wine which was just as impressive.

What she didn't get was why @Wodan was sent to the kitchen to bake...that was kinda lame, sending someone into the kitchen, but @Arla confronted her with the next dare. She quickly looked around, thinking where the hell she put her device, but then her gaze landed on her bag and she let her it float towards her.

The bag swayed vehemently, but it somehow managed to reach her and she casually emptied it onto the pool's edge. "Everyone can have a go, I don't mind. Send your texts!" she replied to Arla with a shrug, but her answer was almost challenging while a big grin was on her lips.

She really didn't care about anything at that point and so she wasn't too worried about texts at all. Also, it was about time Arla joined the fun! "While you're at it, I dare you to call anyone in my contacts and start moaning seductively for at least a minute or until they hang up" she then added with a wink, dearly hoping that she was up for the fun. She did not consider possible consequences like what would happen if she would call someone from her contacts, she didn't even notice that she was nodding to her device.(@Phoenix)

She suddenly felt a hand on her back and as she turned around she realized that it was Caelian. She was somehow happy to see him back, but he didn't look too well right now. Even though he looked rather sick, his comment immediately made her smirk seductively. "Oh...gladly. Especially if you ask so nicely" she playfully teased back, immediately following him because she was in desperate need of freshing up herself.

However as Caelian held the bucket close, she somehow knew that he had to tend to himself first and so she softly grabbed his hand for a second to pull him back, enticingly whispering into his ear, "I'll be waiting in the hot tub for you...". She sensually let her hand glide down arm as she winked at him again before she moved into the direction of the hot tub as gracefully as still possible. She was heading towards a second hot tub in the back of the yacht as Altair was so rudely occupying the first one. Or should they join them right away anyway? At least it seemed like Altair was about to get lucky as well...

@Xorism @Phoenix

 

[Wodan]

Wodan’s back was slowly beginning to dry in the summer sun when his name was called again. He gave Alexios a look which quickly turned sour as he took in what the dare was. Pretty much what his fellow Acolyte was doing was kicking him out of the party to make the twat a cake. Either that or back down on a dare in front of the entire group.

Standing up from the edge of the pool Wodan downed the rest of his drink before turning away from the pool to find the ‘kitchen’, “Dick move.” he said walking past his fellow Acolyte. Though just as he reached the hatch into the interior of the Yacht, a moment of brilliance struck him. Turning on his heels he walked back up to Alexios. “I dare you to give Draugr a Naked Lap Dance.” He purposefully made the dare a little louder then others so all could hear and keep him honest as the Firrerrian went below decks.

It took him a few minutes to find the galley of the ship, it was well equipped, better than any kitchen the Firrerrian had ever cooked in. Luckily he didn’t need any of the fancy equipment, just a microwave and a few ingredients.

@PartySith

 

[Thel Xeros]

Thel began to feel that the party was passing him by. Since arriving, he remained sat in the corner. He hadn't
even finished his glass of water, let alone tried something stronger. I really should make more effort. Out of the corner of his eye, Thel caught sight of someone. They seemed slightly agitated. Thel didn't get a good look at them, but he could see that they were male. His interest piqued, Thel quietly followed the man out of the room.

The man found what he was looking for without too much difficulty: the kitchen area. Thel stepped into the kitchen. Stood in the doorway, Thel had not been noticed. The man was young, darker haired and in good physical condition. "Have you had a sudden urge to cook." Thel used as friendly a tone of voice as he could manage. He even forced a slight smile.

@Braden

 

[Darth Tempest]

While she certainly hadn’t expected things to unfold as they did, Vahliri took her time with that dare - feeling that rush of adrenaline that coursed through her body as she took the initiative. Her fingers curled possessively into the Sith Master’s hair like liquid fire, just firm enough to keep the woman close - lingering against her lips and the warmth of each breath. Just like Tia, Vahliri didn’t neglect to glance over towards Altair at one point or another - her amber gaze lingering on the Tiefling for a long moment before fixing back onto the Sith Master. The half-Annfyn felt the fingers that ran along her body, and her free hand traveled across Tiamat’s skin in return - manicured nails gazing upwards across her navel and front, before then sliding across the Sith Master’s lower back to tug her close. She exhaled softly through her lips, feeling as the woman nibbled along jaw and trailed lower.

Vahliri flashed Tiamat a playful grin, eyeing the redhead for a long moment. “Don’t go far,” She said, finally letting her hands fall away from older woman’s hair and proceeding to turn her attention back to the rest of the party. She didn’t miss the way that Altair gawked in their direction, and the half-Annfyn couldn’t help but laugh at the dares that were thrown out for the speedo-less Alexios.

Her eyes wandered the pool for only a few seconds more before flicking over to Altair, watching as the Tiefling made his way over to the hot-tub and shouted out his own dare. The half-Annfyn flashed a wide, devious smirk - fire dancing within her amber eyes as she observed Altair. Only a split second passed before Vahliri rose up from where she was sitting in the pool, extending a hand towards Tiamat, “Shall we?” She wiggled her brows a bit before making her way over to the tub. As she walked, the half-Annfyn reached out with the Force and summoned her NalPhone into her hands, swiping through her playlist and selecting a song that promptly began to blare over the yacht speakers.

Music​

Music began to fill the air, and even before Vahliri reached Altair, her hips began to sway and roll side-to-side to the rhythm - her body moving with languid, hypnotic waves. She hooked her finger beneath the waist of her sarong, allowing the white fabric to fall away and reveal the matching bikini bottoms she wore underneath. Sinking into the hot tub, Vahliri’s right hand rose up from her sides - manicured nails dragging across the Tiefling’s bare chest agonizingly slow before coming to rest on his muscular shoulders, gripping him firmly as she closed the distance. The half-Annfyn’s hips gyrated and rotated in circles with practiced finesse - flaunting some of the clear definition to her figure. She consciously kept to the right of Altair’s body in order to give Tiamat room for her own performance.

Her shoulders rolled back and undulated in perfect rhythm, her free hand shamelessly tracing up the curves of her torso as she danced. She hooked her thumb beneath the strap of her bikini top, suggestively tugging the fabric lower on her shoulder before releasing it back into place. After a few moments, Vahliri abruptly spun on her heel - releasing her grip on Altair’s shoulder and instead opted to dance with her rear facing towards the Tiefling - each roll and gyration of her hips contributing to his view and grinding against his upper thigh.

Even as she danced against the Tiefling, Vahliri didn’t neglect to turn her attention to Tiamat. Without ever slowing the movement of her hips, the half-Annfyn snaked an arm forward and around the Sith Master’s lower back - tugging the other woman closer for just a moment or two. Her torso undulated forward to grind against the other woman's skin, leaning in briefly to resume their kiss from earlier in full view of the Tiefling.

Only after holding that embrace for a moment did Vahliri draw back from Tiamat - her torso leaning forward ever-so-slightly as she bounded her weight between each foot in front of the Tiefling. Moving between both of his thighs, Vahliri dropped down to her knees in the hot tub without warning - her weight balancing on the balls of her feet as she squatted before Altair. Her head tilted back, almond-shaped eyes tilting back and up to never break their contact. A devious smile spread across her lips as she slowly rose up from the water, shamelessly grinding against the Tiefling’s lap and circling her hips as she came up to a full stand.

She glanced back at Altair just then, that sultry tone lacing her words as she spoke loud enough for him to hear, "Could've asked without the dare," She flashed a wink. For as long as the song lasted, Vahliri continued to dance right alongside Tiamat - promptly ignoring the rest of the pool or those watching as she flaunted for the Tiefling and spoiled him for once.

@Sreeya @GABA

 

[Soleil Altan]

Soleil looked over from the deck railing where he was when his name was mentioned by someone. He'd wandered off at some point in search of a distraction from wayward thoughts and distracting vibes from other people's emotions. Which was why, somehow or other, he'd gone to lounging on a bit of railing snacking on some bacon-wrapped shrimp and chatting with someone who was visibly high as all hell. Perking up like a cat that heard the siren call of pspsps, he grabbed his goodies and wandered back over with a slight drunk unsteadiness.

Sol quickly caught on to what the game was. There was .more than one instance of undressing, Altair seemed in a better mood, Tiamat and Vahl made out at one point, Alex was running around without pants, Alia leaped off the side without her bathing suit, Altair gave Nova a lapdance- Again? To be fair, he did a damn good lapdance. It was starting to look a lot like Korriban on this boat and Sol's shoulders shook with silent laughter. Although it felt weird that Wodan was assigned to the kitchen.

Soleil downed a shot of something as a late join penalty right about the time Nova (@LadyRen ) challenged him with a Truth. The half-Wrean looked like he took the question at semi-seriously, a thoughtful grin settling on his face as he looked around at the gathered Sith. Purely for fun? He didn't include men he knew to be totally straight out of respect.

He swirled a finger and with the Force pulled up a streak of water to form a rough question mark, arranged in the sunlight so the symbol shone with rainbow colors. Dude was an unknown, maybe Sol would ask later. 'Wodan? He's good with a spear. And Alia,' was openly projected with a mimicked sense of distance. The latter, Alia, he'd watched jump into the water with her blade-ended tail swinging here and there and an open offer to join her, somewhat fascinated.

Nova went off to another hot tub and Sol did something else entirely. He grabbed a drink and strode off toward the chair Alia'd jumped off of. Since he passed Altair's hot tub on the way and heard the lapdance music starting up, he added a dare in Altair's direction.

'Altair, I dare ya to serenade along,' he said with a playful grin before the dance started. (@Sreeya) The end result could only be good for their fun, he figured. Altair probably didn't even need the dare to add his own lyrics. Sol leaned over the railing to make sure Alia wasn't drowning or something, drank his drink, and dove into the sea after the Tiefling woman. Wreans lived and swam in the ocean with minimal clothes; bare skin didn't bother him too much while buzzed up.

The flexible half-Wrean deftly sliced into the water and curved his body to start moving in wide, lazy circles around Alia along the surface, not letting his head dip below the waterline. 'Heya' he greeted with his fanged playful grin still intact, pretty sure they'd heard each other's names without actually meeting face to face before half-drunk skinny dipping in the ocean. 'You'd be a very successful siren.'

@Wit @LadyRen @Braden

 

[Arla]

Arla hadn't been expecting that dare, but calling someone in the other woman's contacts and doing it? Oh yeah, she could do that. She grinned to herself and leapt on it before she could redact.

Deal, she said, snatching the comlink with the Force and calling it to her hand. She thumbed through a variety of contacts, having absolutely no idea who any of these people were before selecting one at random.

That random ended up happening to be Cheriss, Nova's master (@Sicadorito). She dialed and whether she got an actual pickup or a message, she didn't hesitate now.

Mmmm, she started, the sound very much indicative of the "activity" she was supposed to be engaged in. Uh... oh... oooooh, she went on, and proceeded to make good on the dare. A full minute as the sounds escalated. She closed her eyes and bit her lip seductively for good measure, giving anyone at the actual party watching a show as well. She resisted the thought of doing something even more inappropriate for the moment.

Her volume continued to rise until it reached its peak and then she let out a longer, more satisfied sounding sigh before hanging up. Her eyes snapped open and she once again grinned broadly, tossing the comlink back to Nova.

And that's how it's done, she said.

@LadyRen @anyoneelsewatchingtheshow

 

[Cheriss Ktrame]

“I’m going to have to ask you to think twice about selling this.” Cheriss’ lightsaber was dangerously close to the Nautolan’s throat.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I didn’t know the ship was yours. I’ll get it back, just give me a few da—” Suddenly, her comm began to beep, signaling an incoming call, and she scowled as she lowered her blade.

“Consider yourself lucky.” Taking it out of her pocket, she saw that it was coming from Nova. What did she want this time?

“Nova?”

The sounds that came out of the speaker echoed around the otherwise silent room, and it caught her by surprise so much so Cheriss could only stare, her face a mixture of fury, horror, and disgust, at the device. It went on for a whole minute before ending with a sigh that made even the Nautolan seem to lose his fear, staring dreamily at the ceiling before the call promptly ended and left the champion speechless.

“That was—”

“Shut UP!” Cheriss moved her blade back to where it was before, struggling to maintain her composure. “You will speak of this to no one, you understand me?” The Nautolan gulped, remembering where he was and who he was speaking too, and nodded furiously.

Nova, the next time I see you…

@Phoenix @LadyRen

 

[Darth Tiamat]

Tiamat had found herself a few more shots and threw them back in delight as Vahl had taken to the invite with enthusiasm and anticipation. She turned to watch as one sith in particular seemed to be speedo-less and her eyes widened before laughing at the sight, she wasn't too sure if it were a dare, her mind seemed to be spinning as she heard people call out from all around and the escalation of the dares seemed there were other inhibitions and desires at play. She didn't see Altair in the pool any longer, but quickly heard him call out to herself and Vahl about a lap dance.

The redhead grinned, not needing Vahl to ask her as she did her best to not stumble into the hot tub, her vision beginning to blur and double. Though seeing two Altairs and two Vahls, she couldn't complain too much. The music changed and it seemed to be just the right timing as Vahl started her dance before she even got into the hot tub next to Altair, finding she felt hypnotized by circling of her hips. It all looked so much fun, and Tiamat joined opposite of Vahl, sandwiching Altair between them. Her own hips rocked, her fingers caressing down her sides, joining Vahl's rhythm and mirroring her movements. The song naturally rolled through her hips and waist, fingers brushed along the Tiefling's jaw to direct his eyes toward her own gaze.

Vahl wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close and Tia shifted her attention to the half-annfyn's amber eyes, breathing in as their lips met again. Tia savored the brief moment before the woman dropped in front of the tiefling and Tia continued her own beat, hips gyrating slowly until Vahl stood, never giving Altair a break as she lowered. Hips ever so close, but never touching as the water splashed and rolled off their skin. She grinned, fingers tangled in her red locks of hair and rising slowly as she took her attention to Vahl. She reached behind her own back and pulled the tie of her bikini top, letting it fall in the water as she pulled the dark haired woman to herself.

@Sreeya @Altaris

 

[Alia]

Alia was enjoying a swim, the water was warm, there was a gentle breeze blowing, and she was just appropriately buzzed to take it all in. Eyes closed, floated on her back, her tail swishing slowly in the water to guide her, it was only when she heard the splash of someone else jumping into the water that she looked up to see Sol quite literally swimming circles around her. She chuckled at that thought, buzzed Alia was easily amused.

She flipped herself over, letting her feet sink into the water and floating with just her head above the water. "Oh?" She replied with a grin to his line, and started paddling slowly in the general direction of the ship. "Then why haven't you crashed and drowned?"

Letting out a chuckle at that, very easily amused indeed, she continued questioning him. "You use that line on every naked girl you run into in the sea, or just when you're buzzed?" A questioning wiggle of the eyebrows accompanied the question, but she didn't give him long to answer as she resumed swimming towards the ship.

"Come on, swimming always makes me hungry." She pulled herself back onto one of the ship's lower decks, and was greeted by shocked stares, the party goers present there not as comfortable with her lack of clothing as she herself was. Some were obviously suffered a complete mental shutdown.

"Maybe I am a siren." She said the words as much to herself as to Sol, and with a chuckle she scooped a bottle of what looked like rather expensive whiskey from the hands of a little Chandra-fan who was openly staring at her, and walked right through the gathering towards the door leading to the stairs.

She started heading back towards the upper deck, letting Sol catch up if he accompanied her. Along the way she ripped a curtain off a wall, and quickly draped it around herself in something akin to a traditional Induparan style. By the time she rejoined the party, she had managed to hunt down a server droid who was ready to take her order and bring her some food. But she stopped as she noticed Arla...enjoying herself. Really enjoying herself. For once the Tiefling acolyte found herself at a loss for words, this was completely different from the impression of the woman she had so far. When the droid reminded her to give it her order, she could just stare and say a few words.

"I'll have what she's having."

@Mr. Teatime @Phoenix

 

[Alexios De'jaal]

​

Attention was attention, and attention the boy received. Laughter sprung up around him, and he couldn't help but laugh with them. It was a silly thing he was doing; none could deny that, even if he was easy on the eyes. He was not so insecure to blush in embarrassment or seethe in humiliation-- he was having far too much fun, and he was far too inebriated. After his sudden plunge and dare, he'd simply tread water in the pool, not caring too much that he was bare. Back home, swimming in the nude was nothing special, and he treated it as such.

It was only when another dare came up, this time from the albino (@Xorism) that an eager grin found its way to his face again. He wasn't sure who he was talking about at first, but it didn't take much to figure out that the "Caer" he was referring to was the bleach skinned, knife eared boy (@LouJoVi) who'd brought the very, very old wine, and an excited giggle escaped the Brentaalan's lips at his recognition.

"What'd he do to get so lucky?" The bawdy aristocrat asked, slinking out of the pool with a grace that exceeded a typical drunk seventeen-year-old, making his way over to the much, much taller near human, the sway in his hips as much a result of his drunkenness as it was his desire to be playful.

"I don't think I ever thanked you for the vintage," He mentioned casually, cocking his head and grinning, fingers dancing up across his chest. That the boy was now completely in the nude didn't seem to bother him in the slightest-- though, doubtless, when he found out what happened to his speedo, he'd take revenge, suitably terrible to match the crime of shredding a 200 credit piece of designer clothing.

"I think a ride would pay you back, don't you think?" The boy asked, giggling a little, before offering his hand.

And that was when, not a moment later, Wodan's (@Braden) voice carried across the deck.

Draugr? That was the horned demon who'd... who'd tossed someone overboard not twenty minutes ago... and he hadn't climbed back onboard since.

Slowly, Alex turned on his heels. "That... that's not fair." He muttered. "That's not fair." He repeated, louder this time. "I sent you to bake a cake, and now you're sending me to d-" he almost shrieked, barely managing to cut himself off, not wanting the horned menace to hear him.

Alex had never really contemplated how he died-- he figured it was too far off for him to care about such things, yet Wodan had revealed himself to be a creature with as much beauty as he did venom and caprice, determined to send him to an early grave just because Alex was getting hungry.

Deus allbeing, if he survived, he would summon up a dare that'd make love nymphs blush or fire wyrms' blood to run cold.

But, before any of that, Alex had a few minutes to himself-- to himself, and to the tall, exceedingly handsome Xeno he was expected to mount... the shoulders of.

"...well, that was a little unexpected." The acolyte confessed, collecting himself before he looked back up at Caer. "C'mon-- I've always loved to ride, and you might be the last mount I ever take!" He declared, grasping the Anfynn by the arm and dragging him to the pool, diving in and waiting for him to join.

​

 

[Caelian]

Caelian kept the bucket held taut in one hand, his struggle extended by the radiating dark chestnut's touch. Time was quickly running out as the Echani broke off, and he continued beyond the pool side area, looking for the stairs down into the next level below. It took some time, where he passed by several pleasures, luxurious rooms and the curious smell of baked goods emanating from what appeared to be a galley.

At last, Caelian found an open suite and promptly entered, dashing for the bathroom with all haste. Sliding to his knees and lifting the lid, he felt the poisonous liquid return the way it entered. The flood gates of ick poured without pause, and the poor man became far more acquainted with the porcelain than he had ever planned for. Caelian's stomach muscles contracted tensely, as the last of it finally exited, leaving an unpleasant taste lingering in his mouth.

Picking himself up off the floor with a solemn posture, he closed the lid of embarrassment and flushed to eliminate the evidence. Shifting cautiously to the sink, he stared at himself in the mirror and saw the mess had encountered his clothes too. Still inebriated, he slowly lifted his shirt and his remaining clothes, dropping them to the ground below. There had to be some complementary hygienics somewhere, he thought, soon finding the draws with a tooth brush and mouth wash.

Subconsciously, he caressed his abdomen, tracing the outlines of a tiefling and silently imagining things to himself. His thoughts bounced back to a certain dare and with one finger, he softly traced the spilled drops of tequila around her navel before reliving the rest of the thought while brushing his teeth and freshening up. The curious thoughts were among the hottest things of the night, and yet the single most vital component of the rest of the night lay dormant. Caelian's jaw and hand opened simultaneously, causing the toothbrush to fall into the sink as he looked down in panic, staring at his feet.

Oh fuck, not again you idiot! His mind recalled the excessive amount of alcohol that he had been consuming, its sedative effect functioned too well, it seemed, impeding his imminent plans. Caelian immediately began splashing cold water on his face in an attempt to sober up. It did seem to work a little, but he could plainly no clear results. Oh god, a cold shower maybe? He dreaded the thought, but he was running out of options at this point. Switching the device on, he sheepishly flailed into the freezing stream of water, which sent shivers down his spine.

Standing silently in the shower, Caelian rubbed his face and body. C'mon do something. He tried to focus on the earlier thoughts while testing the waters. Was that a reaction? Surely. The cold water may have shocked him somewhat more sober, it also caused its own issues. Switching the shower off, he climbed out and reached for one of the hanging towels, taking care to quickly dry himself under the heat lamp. The warmth returned to his lower body and to his amazement there was a little stirring, not enough, but it was a start.

It had now been some time that Caelian had been away from the party, and he hoped his absence had been missed. While he still held out hope that things would return to normal au naturel, he knew he needed a plan b if he were to survive the night. But how he wondered, he certainly didn't keep those kinds of pills and couldn't expect that he could find some on this massive ship in a reasonable amount of time. That was unless...

Caelian returned freshened up and somewhat more soberly to the upper deck covered waist down in a floral towel. Taking a peek out, he casually walked across the deck, looking for a particular bag that may or may not contain what he was looking for. His excellent stealth skills ensured that he went totally unnoticed, allowing him to quickly search the contents of said bag. Grabbing what he thought were the pills, he grinned, palming a couple and chuckled, thanks Coffey.

At this point, he finally took an actual look at the absolute filth going on the top deck, his heart skipping a beat or two as he walked along. Spotting the usual suspects up to no good, he recalled an earlier conversation and began walking over toward @Nova Trent lounging in the hot tub. Without even looking at whether anyone else was in there with her, he dropped the towel, revealing his tighty-whities and pills next to it, before slipping over the edge to join her.

Sheepishly, he apologised, trying to come up a half decent excuse, "Sorry I uh... slipped in the shower and couldn't get it up, couldn't get up. I'm okay though, truly. You could say it hurt my ego more than anything..."

Crossing his fingers behind his back, assuming she wasn't ready to throw hands, he'd stare intently into her eyes, daring her to make the first move. Silently hoping that would be enough, oh god please be enough, he thought.

 

[Nova Trent]

The moment Nova had started walking she had already forgotten what her target was, as there was simply too much going on. Even though her vision was super blurred and her walk unstable, she zigzagged across the yacht floor, making her over to a yet unknown destination in the back of the yacht, but she soon slowed down as she was rather wanting to enjoy the show than to steer around cluelessly.

She was passed by the nakedly running Alexios, who, however, was done with his round. As Nova had been close enough before to hear the next dares, her gaze lingered on the young acolyte for a while, her lips graced by an amused smirk while she was waiting for him to climb onto the tall elven boys shoulders, but Wodan voice then unmistakably traveled across the floor.

Wow, how salty. Nova still couldn't help but to cackle while she was searching for Master Draugr, but she had no idea how he had managed to disappear. As she was still close to @Alexios De'jaal and @Caerllion of Cyfnos, she couldn't help but to step closed as Alex jumped in.

Her hand landed on Caer's (@LouJoVi) back, rather at the small of his back while she flashed him a smirk. "You better give him one hell of a ride" she teased playfully, wiggling her brows before she softly shoved him forward, so that he would land in the pool with a splash if he wouldn't react in time.

She then looked around, trying to remember what she had actually been up to, but it seemed like @Arla had decided on whom to call and so she spun around with a grin, watching her almost a little wide-eyed as she had mistaken the dark haired woman for a wall flower. After that convincing performance, however, the smirk on her lips had widened immensely. "That was impressive" (@Phoenix) she admitted contentedly, suddenly staggering to the right, forcing the brunette to sidestep as another suggestive song started to play.

The drunk brunette immediately knew what was going on as Vahliri and Tiamat had both not necessarily seemed averse and so she was almost sure that they would actually start making Altair the happiest man on this yacht. She turned around, watching the red head starting the dance with the Half-Annfyn, both beautifully in sync as if they had never done anything else than delightening Tieflings.

Nova watched the trio almost hypnotized, immediately thinking to herself that apparently Altair was not the only one that should quit with the Empire and start a career as a professional lapdancer. Nova would have paid all of them handsomely for how well they performed, but it seemed like all the payment required was just a few well placed words, concealed in a dare.

After a few moments, as Tia and Vahl were really starting to get into it, almost making it seem like the two of them did not even need the Tiefling's presence anymore, she suddenly remembered what she wanted to do: The hot tub. She wanted to do something in the other hot tub and so she reluctantly forced herself to start moving again, her hungry gaze however still not leaving the scene in the other hot tub.

Once she had reached her destination she stripped down confidently, not quite sure why but she was somehow assuming that hot tubs should be entered without unnecessary layers of fabric. As she stepped in, the pleasantly warm, bubbling water graced her bare skin while her spinning thoughts jumped to something else: Caelian.

Right. So this was the reason why she came here, yet the Enchani was nowhere to be seen. She furrowed her brows critically, trying to recall why he had wanted to go downstairs in the first place, but her mind was too foggy to comprehend anything logical. She closed her eyes for a few moments, enjoying her body floating in the hot, bubbling tub until she was suddenly woken byba familiar voice.

"Caelian" she greeted him with a warm smirk, not quite sure how long he had been gone since she had utterly lost track of time. She had no idea why he had repeated a part of his sentence, but she surely knew how to read and interpret the hungry look he was giving her.

Without hesitation she wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck, pulling him closer as if driving by an insatiable appetite that could only be satisfied by passionately pressing her lips onto his. While her fingers dug into his neck, her other hand was entangled in his hair and she was absolutely blocking out the fact that they were not alone on this yacht...

@Xorism @thecreeew

 

[Wodan]

The chime of the microwave, signalling the mug cake was complete. Opening the door he was shocked by the silent arrival of the dark haired human. “Fuck sake. Dude, don’t sneak up on me.” He shouted at the man whilst clutching his racing heart.

After a moment to gather himself, he stood up straight and pulled out the mug from the microwave. The cup itself was rather hot, forcing him to grip it rather cackhandily by the handle to avoid burning his fingers. “Nah, just a stupid dare.” He replied as he turned towards the door that Thel was blocking. “Now if you excuse me, I have to go watch a murder.” Wodan said with a smile as he moved past the door. “You are welcome to come watch, I am sure it will be delightful.” He continued with a cheery tone whilst waving to the man to follow him up.

Exiting out of the ship's hold, he felt the smack of the summer sun beat onto his skin. Flipping his glasses back on he gave the part area a quick once over. It seemed that it had perhaps moved into the more intimate part of the gathering, a few people paring off into their own separate areas.

Luckily the dare was not to cook Alexios something sweet, just that he made something sweet. Approaching the small crowd near the food area, he spotted both Alia and Arla, wow that would get confusing in a drawn out conversation. The latter caught his attention with the loud moaning causing the Firrerrians eyebrows and other parts to raise slightly.

Composing himself he headed over to the Dathmorian, holding out the mug cake in her direction. “Feel like you could do with something sweet to get your energy back after that performance.” He said with a smile. If she took the mug he would look around for a nearby drink for the pair, if she didn’t he would leave the mug on a nearby table for the soon to be departed Alexios and grab them a drink anyway.

@DMCK @Tom @Phoenix

 

[Thel Xeros]

The man's surprised reaction elicited a chuckle from Thel. "My apologies." The kitchen smelt quite strongly of disinfectant and Thel had no particular desire to linger there. He welcomed the man's invitation to follow. "A murder." Thel raised an eyebrow, giving the man a quizzical look. At any other type of party such a remark would be taken as a joke, but this was a sith gathering.

Stepping out of the hold, the sun immediately began its assault on Thel's pale skin. He grimaced, shielding his eyes from the sunlight. The heat was oppressive. He took the opportunity to slip out of his black cloak; not that it made a substantial difference. The robes and black boots he was wearing were not exactly light summer wear. He threw his cloak over an empty chair. I'll pick it up when I leave. Following the man, they ended up at an area where guests could help themselves to refreshments. He couldn't help but note that some of the guests were quite pleasing to the eye. Though he was feeling relaxed, Thel was aware that he perhaps cut an unusual figure. Tall, porcelain white skin, dark hair and dark sunken eyes.

The man had gone over to another guest and started speaking to them. Thel realised that it would probably be easier to ingratiate himself with the other guests if he had someone with him. He sidled up to the man he had followed from the kitchen, waiting as the man offered the mug to the other guest. Thel loomed over the man; he was quite a bit taller than him. "So, which one of these guests is going to be murdered then."

@Braden

 

[Caerllion of Cyfnos]

If Caerllion said that he wasn’t affected by Vahliri and Tiamat’s display, he would be lying. He thought that their kiss and eventual dance was hot, but he wasn’t going to demonstrate his appreciation. Or at least he thought that he wasn’t, because his ears became red and started to twitch constantly with the scene happening near him.

Of course, he would never admit that it was the half-breed who made him have such a reaction. No, without any doubt it was because of Master Tiamat. She was hot and far more pleasant than Vhaliri.

When he heard Caelian’s dare to Alex, Caerllion turned to look at them. Only now he had noticed that he had been staring at the two women longer than someone that apparently was trying to not show appreciation. He saw that the Brentaalan was naked and raised an eyebrow. Was it an attempt to punish him because of the wine?

Carrying the pretty Acolyte on his back wasn’t something that. If Cael really wanted to give him a punishment, he should have asked him to carry Vhaliri. Although after what he witnessed moments ago, it didn’t seem so bad. This thought surprised him. Of course it would be bad, she was an annoying half-breed! he thought, in an attempt to remember what the woman was behind all that hotness.

He smiled when Alex flirted with him, the boy could be a bit drunk at the moment but he wasn’t bad looking. “Of course, dear. I’ll happily accept this payment.” he winked at him, before moving his hand to accept the one that was being offered to him. He barely had grabbed the Brentaalan’s hand when Wodan had pronounced the dare that he wanted Alex to fulfill.

The Annfyn felt a bit sad for him. Lap dancing naked to Master Draugr could only end in death, and he had thought that he could talk better with Alex later. This would be really a shame.

“Then, better make it good.” he smiled at Alex, before helping the Brentaalan get on his back. He would start to move around the pool, while his hands were tenderly holding the human’s legs. “I hope that you like that. At least you are going to have a good experience before your doom.” the Annfyn said playfully, but he knew that Draugr would be pissed with what was going to happen.

@Tom

 

[Altair Din]

Altair knew as soon as the women walked over that he would get a show. He eased into his seat in the hot tub, a half grin on his face as he waited in between taking sips of his drink. He watched Vahliri as she stepped in and began to move. It was then that he had some vague garble pop into his head like some sort of intrusion. Altair blinked a few times before looking to the side to realize it was Sol attempting to give him a dare while he was clearly preoccupied. The tiefling glared in that direction, watching as the Wrean (@Mr. Teatime ) looked over the railing. Without a second thought, Altair gave a casual wave of his wrist, the intent to abruptly make Sol topple right over the edge and unceremoniously belly flop into the ocean in front of Alia. Altair gazed back at Vahliri and took a sip of his drink as if nothing happened.

He was transfixed by the way the half Annfyn moved, always impressed by how skilled she was at dancing. Unlike before, he gave no thought to his great aunt Gertrude, allowing Vahliri to know exactly what she was doing to him when she grinded against him. When she turned around and danced, Altair’s hand traced up along her thigh, running along her smooth skin. He watched Tiamat join in as well, forgetting the rest of the party entirely.

Altair watched as Tiamat casually tossed her top aside, shamelessly allowing his gaze to drink in sight of her. He finally rose up from where he was sitting, his arms snaking around the waists of both women as he tugged them to himself. First he leaned in to kiss Vahliri, his tail in the meantime dragging up along Tiamat’s thigh and tugging down almost teasingly against her bikini bottom but not quite. He drew back from the kiss and then met Tiamat’s lips with his own, getting a taste of both women before he pulled back and grinned.

“Why don’t we find somewhere more private?” Altair murmured quietly between them both, “Promise to have you both back to partying before sundown,” He winked at them. With that, he gestured towards the inner cabins behind the pools to briefly lead them away.

@GABA @Altaris

 

[Arla]

Things had certainly escalated all around the ship, and it was clear that inhibitions were low and desires were high. Not that she could really blame anyone given the fact that pretty much everyone here was on the better looking half of the galaxy. For that matter, she could think of worse things for herself, too.

You should have a fun time explaining that to her, she said to Nova, though she still had no idea who the "her" was, and she would have found it all the more humorous had she actually known.

As Nova headed off to her own fun, Arla's attention was pulled away to Wodan who offered her a cake in a mug.

Oh, that's sweet of you, she said, though his follow-up comment on her "performance" was too much for her to pass up.

I take it you enjoyed my performance then. Don't worry, I still have plenty of energy, she said with a mischievous smirk and a moment's wink at him before turning her attention intentionally toward the food he had given her.

She didn't fail to notice people heading toward cabins, and she certainly could think of worse things to do than that on an evening like this.

@Braden @LadyRen