Drunk and Bored Club, the beach, after sunset

[what_the_shock]

It was a nice day out, not too hot or too cold or too windy, and Miguel had mentioned this to a couple people lately, so here he was on the beach with a twelve-pack of craft beer and a case of halfway-decent beer. If people showed up, they'd have a meeting. If nobody else showed up, it'd just be him on the beach with a lot of beer. Win/win, really.


[OOC: If you've ever been to the D&B club, had it mentioned to you, or met Miguel, you've gotten an invite and a note to bring alcohol if you can. If not, feel free to wander by and join in!]

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[died8yearsago]

There were very few traditions that Rosa supported without question or complaint. Drunk and Bored Club would always be one of those traditions.

And part of that tradition was bringing in a case of some impressively shitty beer to contribute to event, and a bottle of whiskey for herself.

She'd also argue that showing up and not talking to anyone if she could help it was just as much tradition as her showing up with the shitty beer.

[what_the_shock]

"Hi, Rosa," Miguel said, because he was a little shit and liked to make her talk.

[died8yearsago]

Ugh. Didn't she talk enough at home?

"Tightpants," Rosa.greeted back.

And took a sip of her shitty beer, and that was it, because if he was going to make her talk, he was also going to have to work for it.

[what_the_shock]

Nah, Miguel was annoying, not suicidal. "That's me," he agreed cheerfully.

[alwaysonguard]

The day had started out particularly rough for Dwight.... and the rest of the day, well it had not exactly been kind to him either.

There was a lot to process still, and while he didn't particularly want to be around a lot of people just then, he also didn't want to spend another sleepless night staring at the ceiling.

So, whether it was the best judgment call or not, he was there making his way along the beach, a few bottles of beer in his hand.

[1000yearstoolate]

New person? At least someone she didn't recognise.

"I don't think we've met," she said, smiling.

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight looked over from where he was sitting and gave a smile and a nod.

"I'm Dwight" he said. "Just move here a few weeks ago."

[1000yearstoolate]

"Seivarden Vendaai," she said, bowing a little.

Since it was a summer evening on the beach she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, not her Radchaai uniform, but naturally with a nice pair of gloves, these ones red and reaching to the elbow.

[what_the_shock]

"Hey, Dwight!" Miguel toasted to him with a bottle. "Over here."

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight gave a wave and a nod as he walked over and plopped down next to Miguel.

"Hey, Miguel. Been quite the week huh?" Dwight said with a chuckle as he cracked open one of the bottles and took a drink.

[what_the_shock]

"Eh, wasn't too bad except for Wednesday," Miguel answered with a shrug. "How've you been?"

[in_sidon_we_trust]

"Hello, there!" Sidon waved with the hand that wasn't holding a bottle that probably looked comically small in his claw. "Marvelous night to be drunk and bored, wouldn't you say?"

Sidon was, of course, neither of those things right now. He was just your friendly local nine-foot-tall giant red shark prince!

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight looked at Sidon, trying his hardest not to stare but knowing he was failing miserably at it. He had heard about Sidon but as of yet had not met him. He was definitely imposing if nothing else.

"Hey, nice to finally meet you. Sidon isn't is?" Dwight said, lifting his drink in acknowledgement.

[in_sidon_we_trust]

"Ah-ha!" Sidon barked an eager laugh at that response, his grin wide and sharp with delight. "So my reputation precedes me! Splendid! But yes! You are correct! It is I! SIDON!" Here, he pumped his fist in the air enthusiastically across her chest, flashing his smile so much, light shimmered at the end of a gang, even in the gathering dark of evening. "The Zora Prince! And it is incredible to make your acquaintence!

"So!" The thrill of an introduction out of the way, his grin settled into a beaming smile as he regarded this new.friend. "Who might you be? Tell me about yourself! It's so refreshing, to come back after all this time and see so many new faces!"

[1000yearstoolate]

After Wednesday being frustrating, Seivarden had been considering going home for a short visit, but in the end she had decided not to. Drunk and Bored Club seemed like a good idea. She had brought a bottle of arrack, that should be enough, and looked around to see who was there.

[what_the_shock]

"Hey, Seivarden." Miguel toasted her. "Just tell me you didn't bring something from the wine class."

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden shuddered. "No. I did bring some arrack from home though."

She held up her glass to return the toast. "You are welcome to try ot if you like, of course."

[what_the_shock]

"I'll try anything," Miguel answered. "Want a beer?"

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Was that a slowly building dramatic theme wafting over to the beach from the ocean in that twilight evening?

No, no. It was just Sidon, out for a late swim before returning to the docks for the night, but his keen eyes picked up some activity on the beach, causing him to reroute in an eagerness to check it out. A quick change of course and he was soon cutting through the water toward the shore and, when he was close enough, he kept out of the sea with a great splash of water, launching himself up in the air, throwing in a roll for good measure, until the mighty leap had him landing in the sand nearby with ease.

Then he straightened, shaking a little water off his fins a little, before turning a brilliant smile toward the gathering.

"Wonderful evening, isn't it?" he asked. "I am not interrupting some terribly clandestine meeting, now, am I? I daresay, if that's the case, one might be wise to consider somewhere a bit more secluded for next time!"

Just a little joke, of course! That, if his laugh was any indication, he thought was quite good, really.

[1000yearstoolate]

It wasn't that Seivarden hadn't seen Sidon before, it was just that his arrival was both impressive and uncivilised, verging on what could have been charmingly decadently uncivilised if you were Radchaai from a prestigious family. And a shark, which made it an oxymoron.

"Aatr's tits."

[in_sidon_we_trust]

It was a very dramatic entrance, even for a Zora, which made it quintessentially Sidon.

And he could have probably showed off a little more, too.

"Hello!" He greeted Seivarden brightly with a wave of his hand. "Room for one more?"

Which he also thought was quite funny, considering that he had grown enough that buildings now proved to be a unique new challenge.

But out here on the beach? Marvelous space!

[what_the_shock]

"Hi, Sidon." Miguel waved as if this was all totally normal. "Nah, this is the drunk and bored club. If you are or want to be either one, come join us."

[in_sidon_we_trust]

"I currently am not either of those," said Sidon, "nor do I think I shall become either in the course of the evening," he was both incredibly difficult to bore and get drunk, "but I would rather enjoy the company, all the same. Unless such is strictly forboden!"

[superjoanjett]

Did Miguel provide an invite to Jessica? Or did she show up with a bottle of cheap bourbon and found them all.

Either way Jessica showed up, sat down and started drinking.

"Sup?"

[what_the_shock]

"Hey." Miguel nodded to her. "If that's leftovers from Thursday, you better keep it to yourself."