Never Have I Ever [Sio/Ceela/Kekoa/Yva]

[Zen]

Yvinka

At the long table lined with drinks of all sorts, Yvinka let go of Sio and Ceela’s hands to grab a full bottle of white wine. She hadn’t had wine very often in the past, but she’d snuck a glass here and there, and she found she enjoyed a sweeter white wine to a red, which tended toward a bitterness she didn’t generally enjoy so much. Bottle in hand, she spun to face her companions, getting a little ahead of herself, “So there’s this drinking game I’ve played but once before….”

It had only been a few months before she’d come to the Weyr, actually. She’d gone off with some hold kids around her age at a gather and they’d gotten their hands on not one but two bottles of wine, though of course there’d been more of them too. Then one of them had suggested the game. She’d gotten quite drunk from it and there had been an earful from her father when she’d finally showed back up at his ship, and that was the start of him keeping her closer because she was getting ‘too out of control’ or some such nonsense.

“It’s called Never Have I Ever…,” she continued after her dramatic little pause, wondering if any of the three had ever played it before, and continuing with the rules regardless, “So basically the first person goes never have I ever… gotten drunk, or something that you’ve never done before, and anyone that has done it has to take a drink! Pretty simple, and a great way to get to know people… if you can remember anything after.” She giggled, because she hardly remembered anything from her first game. She’d never been drunk before that and her memories from it were hazy at best… a few from the beginning were fairly clear but that didn’t last long.

She grabbed a glass from the table, raising an eyebrow as she looked the three of them over, “So, d’you wanna play?” She wiggled the bottle at them as if that would somehow entice them to say yes, her warm gaze settling on Sio and narrowing in a playful challenge for her specifically, “Or are you afraid I’ll outlast you?” She had very little tolerance, in truth, but they didn’t know that.

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[kevna]

Siorreya – Green Amagetith

A drinking game? They had been led to the table full of drinks, and Siorreya bit her lip in thought. She had never drunk alcohol before. She had seen how it affected people, made it seem like they felt lighter, had more fun, and it had been tempting. But the memory of a child is long, and she remembered a drunk G’der coming to their weyr, her mother leading him behind her curtained sleeping area. Then he would leave, and mother would tell him he could always come back, that he had a family here. He never did unless drunk or under the lust of dragon mating.

The small blonde listened to the game’s rules. It did sound fun… Though the way Yva giggled at the ‘if you can remember anything,’ had her raise an eyebrow. Just how much could she forget? She doubted alcohol would inhibit that much memory, at least not from her. She just wouldn’t let it. The wiggling of the bottle and then the challenging look her dark haired friend threw at her solidified her decision. “Hah, we’ll just have to see about that!” She smirked and then giggled at her own confidence. She had no idea how she would react to alcohol!

She grabbed a glass for herself and looked around for an empty table and pointed out an acceptable one. “Shall we?”

Kekoa – Candidate

He didn’t think he minded following behind them, getting to watch their dresses swish, and their smiles towards each other whenever one looked at the other. When the dark goddess pulled them to a stop in front of the drink table and grabbed a bottle, and offered her suggestion for the kind of mischief they could get into, he couldn’t help but chuckle. This would be just too easy. Just looking at these smaller ladies made him sure this would be a piece of cake. Though the tidbit about forgetting made him raise an eyebrow. He would just have to try and avoid getting Yva too inebriated. The last thing he wanted was her to forget their night together. Now the game was rigged in her favor and she had no clue.

“Oh, I am in.” He offered, and grabbed a glass and another bottle of wine, just in case of course, and made his way into a seat after Sio pointed out the table. He could let the ladies choose who sat next to him, though he hoped his two favorites, Yva and Ceela, would sit next to him. He was only slightly disappointed when Sio plopped down next to him, though maybe he could fish out of her the man who she had mentioned when they had first met. He filled his glass and then filled Sio’s glass as well, ever the gentleman. Looking to Ceela and Yva as if openly and challengingly questioning which of them would take the last chair next to him. He caught Sio nodding her thanks and she gave him a pretty smile. It was enchanting… “So, who’s first?”

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Ceela;

Ceela looked over the drinks, pursing her lips thoughtfully as Yvinka described the game. She’d played the game before, but her siblings had replaced her drink with a non-alcoholic drink the one time she’d watched them play when she’d been younger. She’d seen her brothers get wasted and act differently – and then surprised her little mind the next day when they said they didn’t remember the game she had watched. It wasn’t until she’d been older that she realized it was the alcohol in their drinks. It’d never occurred to her as ‘fun’, she’d felt like she had just as much fun with her friends with drinks that she had. It didn't mean she’d never drank at all, just sips here and there – this… would be interesting…

She giggled at Yva’s challenge to Sio and grabbed herself a drink of water; she was thirsty after dancing and remembered her sisters saying something water water being good with drinking, but not directly connecting it about dehydration not mixing well with alcohol. “You guys will all probably outlast me.” Ceela giggled, and then took a sip of her water before skipping to the table. Her eyes met Kekoa’s at the silent invite, shrugging and plopping unceremoniously in the open seat, glancing where he had split his attention to – but Yva had pointedly taken a different seat.

At Sio’s question her attention diverted and wiggled excitedly. “Me, me, me! I’ll warm us up.” Ceela said in a sing-song voice, her head tilting side to side as she thought about what something she had never done. “Hmmm, it’s a lot easier to think about things I have done than I haven’t.” She said with a chuckle, pursing her lips and shifting her seat restlessly. “Okay, okay, Never have I ever…. ever… uhmmm,” she played with a few strands of hair, twirling it around a finger and getting an idea, “oh, oh, oh! Never have I ever cut my own hair!” She liked her long hair, her sisters had forced her to trim her hair every now and then, but she’d never seen a reason to cut it. Maybe without her sisters at Mavros to force trims on her, she might need to trim it herself one day, but for now it was something she’d never done.

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[Zen]

Yvinka

Siorreya didn’t disappoint her in taking on the challenge, and Kekoa was willing enough as well, which she honestly wasn’t certain whether he would be or not. She didn’t know enough about him outside his flirtatious nature and he could have very well gone either way. She was pleased he would be playing with them, though now she would have to watch herself. He was too charming for his own good, and for her own good, more importantly. She could only imagine that the pull to end their chase and give into him would become harder to resist the more she drank. Ceela grabbed water, and for a moment Yva was worried she wasn’t going to play, but she simply seemed to admit she was a lightweight and then seemed ready enough to play.

Sio pointed out a table for them and Yva hesitated before taking a seat. Kekoa’s silent invitation was difficult to resist, but she had better keep a little distance between them to be safe, so she sat on Siorreya’s other side instead and poured herself a glass of wine, leaving Ceela to take up his other side. She was tempted to take a drink already, her fingers tapping lightly against the glass, but she resisted, or what was the point of the game? She was about to claim first turn, as Kekoa asked who it would be, but Ceela beat her to it. All the better, as she couldn’t drink on her own turn. She shifted impatiently in her seat as she waited for Ceela to come up with something. She wasn’t exactly expecting what her friend did come up with.

She had to think about it for a moment, but then sighed, sitting back in her chair and giving her glass a longing look, “Not me.” Her mother had always cut hers, though now she supposed she might have to learn to do it herself… or perhaps a friend could help? She cast a vaguely suspicious glance at Siorreya, unsure if she should trust the older woman with the task. She liked pulling pranks too much, she’d probably do something ridiculous. Ceela would probably be safe enough? Her warm gaze traveled to Kekoa for a moment as a small, teasing smile pulled at her lips, “Suppose I’ll have to find someone to help me fulfill my needs.”

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[kevna]

Kekoa - Candidate

Ceela offered to take the first turn with her sing-song voice, which snapped the harper’s attention onto her as he considered the tone and effort. It wasn’t bad, obviously untrained, but attractive. He wouldn’t mind shaping a voice like that. He chuckled at her musing, tracing her freckles with his eyes until a spark of an idea came to her and she offered it up with her fingers in her hair. He smiled and shook his head, raising his glass to his lips and taking the first sip. After his mother had passed away, and especially once he had ventured off on his own, it had been up to him to take care of himself. He took pride in his looks, and his curly hair needed to be maintained monthly.

He caught Siorreya raising the glass to her lips from the corner of his eye and wondered at her own familial situation. But Yva’s comment had his attention diverted, and an eyebrow raising. “I know someone in close vicinity to you that would love to care for all of your needs.” He offered suggestively, winking. It really was too bad she had decided against sitting next to him, he wouldn’t mind caressing a hand, or arm…

Kekoa heard Sio giggle at his comment, and he turned and winked at her. He still had his suspicions that she was taken, but flirting was always free game. As was her free will. “My turn then? Never have I ever…” He considered, and then smiled widely, “known my father.” He put his glass down and leaned back, allowing himself to stretch his arms above his head. If he couldn’t sit next to Yva, he could still show off.

Siorreya

She hadn’t minded the taste of the wine, it had been fruity, almost like juice, but with a bit more kick to it. She hadn’t had anyone to cut her own hair, and for the most part it was why she kept it long. But she regularly cut her bangs, and when she had been much younger she had happened upon her mother’s scissors and had had quite the… makeover. She winced in memory and put her glass down. Yva’s flirtatious remark was obviously a call to the man next to her, to which he responded readily enough. Her own responding giggle and roll of her eyes couldn’t be helped, they should just get a room. His main attention seemed to be on Yva this night, with brief intermissions for Ceela. She didn’t mind. After Podrell’s rude dare, she really didn’t need a man tonight.

Kekoa’s never issued forth a groan from her, and she muttered, “Lucky you.” As she raised her glass and sipped again as Kekoa chuckled and shrugged. Well he couldn't understand, but he had it better off. She swallowed the wine, it really was a pleasant taste. At least she had been able to avoid G’der for the most part of this night. If only she could continue to do so. She waited and watched as the other’s took their sip, sure they must feel the same way about their fathers. Men were all the same, controlling, obnoxious, and always leaving.

Then it was her turn she supposed. “Never have I ever lived in Southern.” She raised her glass in mock salute to Ceela, a small giggle escaping. She was pretty sure the younger blonde had mentioned living somewhere in the south at one time or other, the woman was an open book for the most part. She overheard Kekoa’s longing sigh, and he raised his own glass, taking a sip. “Ah, how I miss those beaches.” His murmur was as longing as his sigh. Well, that was a tidbit of knowledge she hadn’t known.

[tovaana]

Ceela;

Success! Two out of three gulped down their drinks and she giggled, finishing her water and filling her cup with the wine.

“Oh, you two.” She said, chuckling at the obvious flirtations between Yvinka and Kekoa. “Yva, you can sit here, if it’s too frustrating over there.” She teased, patting her seat on the side of Kekoa.

She hummed, looking over at Kekoa with a thoughtful look as he chose his challenge. He said it with a smile, but she wondered if he was actually happy or just glad because he knew that the rest of them probably had known or did know their fathers. Ceela had known hers, even if it had only been a little. She sighed, glancing at Sio and her tart remark – it was interesting the broad spectrum of feeling of family. She didn’t really want to think about family, it wasn’t a lighthearted conversation – not for a party. She took her first fruity sip, feeling the tingle over her tongue. She puckered for a brief moment and sighed, her eyes lifting to Siorreya and her dark look.

Ceela gasped with faux horror, a hand going to her chest, as if she’d been struck. “Oh, is that how we’re going to play is it?” She said, her eyes narrowing as she pursed her lips, nodding as if ruminating on mutinous thoughts. A hum escaped her lips, as she glanced at Kekoa and groaned. “By Faranth, me too – oh, you’re come Southern?” She giggled and shook her head. “I shouldn’t be surprised I guess.”

Her giggles subsided with a sigh and she took another sip, a playful last glare at Sio at she took her second sip.

Zen kevna

[Zen]

Yvinka

Kekoa’s return comment elicited a giggle from her, her voice all feigned innocence, “Mm, I wonder who that could be.” Yes, it was definitely a good thing she hadn’t sat next to him. She imagined she’d have a difficult time keeping her hands off him and well, that would just be awkward for Sio and Ceela, wouldn’t it? Ceela’s offer was met with a bright laugh. They were probably already being obnoxious enough with their flirting without putting them even closer. “Mm, no, that would make it far too easy for him to catch me. If I’m a gold in flight as he said then I ought to give him some challenge, right?” She giggled once more as she recalled again the many compliments he’d rained down on her during their dance.

Kekoa’s never had her making a displeased sound in the back of her throat. As if she wanted to be thinking about her father right now. But at least now she could drink, small mercies, and her father was a decent reason to do so as well. She cast a quick glance at Sio at her comment, as she drank as well, and couldn’t help but agree, “Yeah, lucky you.” She wondered if Sio’s father was also a controlling prick, but hardly wanted to ask. They were supposed to be having fun not talking about their sorry excuses for fathers.

Sio’s never was clearly directed at Ceela, though it gave Yva pause. Did the couple weeks at a time she spent in Southern every few months count? And did she mean Southern Hold or Southern Weyr? Hm. Ceela mocked betrayal and seemed to be possibly plotting her revenge when Kekoa made his wistful remark. Southern really was a fun place to visit. It didn’t matter what time of the turn she’d been there, it always felt about the same, warm and inviting.

She giggled to herself, “Well I’ve never stayed there long but I have technically lived there for short periods of time?” She took up her glass and went with a small sip, just to be safe, because she wouldn’t want to cheat now would she? Or she just wanted an excuse to drink more wine. “We ought to make a trip to Southern’s beaches at some point. Since we have a wonderful dragonrider friend who can take us,” she grinned at Siorreya, “Can Ama carry four?” She knew the green was on the smaller side for her color but she had no idea what the limits for passengers typically were for dragons.

“Hmm….” Now it was her turn to come up with something. “Ah. Never have I ever been to a Hatching.” Obviously Siorreya had been or she wouldn’t be a rider, and she knew Ceela was not a first time candidate, though she was about as new to Mavros as Yvinka was herself. Kekoa was the only one she didn’t know. Had he already been here when she arrived? She couldn’t remember, and even if he hadn’t been he could have come from some other Weyr.

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[kevna]

Kekoa - Candidate

Ceela’s offer to switch seats was amusing, but he didn’t mind Yva’s rejection of her offer. He could see her just fine from where he was, and sometimes all he needed was a little eye contact. “Oh, I’m not concerned, you can stay right where you are, all the better to look at you.” He murmured, his voice low as he allowed his golden-brown eyes to meet hers and a slow one eyebrow raise to occur. It was a winning seductive move he had found, and all he wanted was a blush or a stammer. Yva didn’t seem like the inexperienced girls that had given him those blushes or stammering though, and he didn’t mind putting in a little work when it came to wooing a woman. He could go all night.

Siorreya’s turn seemed pointed toward Ceela, who noted it with her own challenging look; but meaning or no, he took a sip. He had been born in Southern and lived most of his young days there. Yva sipped as well, and his smile broadened. It should come as no surprise that his two favorites had lived in his favorite area. Even if the dark eyed beauty’s comment was unsure. Kekoa turned to Ceela nodding, “Aye, born and lived there most of my young life before the harper halls. Travelled all over the southern continent with my mother.” He felt a tinge of sadness thinking of his free-spirited mother, but she was a free-spirit now, nothing to mourn, and the sadness was gone just like that.

Siorreya - Green Amagetith

Ceela’s eyes narrowed at her, and her pointed question had Siorreya’s lips twitching. “What?” She asked innocently, shrugging. Kekoa and Yva both drank, and Sio pointed, her innocent façade still somewhat intact, “See, they drank too! It was just a good never for me.” Kekoa’s stint in the south did seem to make sense-with his golden dark skin and dark hair, more commonly found in the south. He also seemed so casual in everything he said, about family, his life. The only time he seemed less casual was when he was seducing a woman. Poor Yva, she wouldn’t last against those eyes.

Yva’s question brought her attention on the darker haired woman, and Sio giggled, shaking her head emphatically. “If they were all small women like ourselves, maaaybe. But not a strapping man and three others.” Although Ama might disagree, she did like a challenge. “I guess we’ll just have to leave you behind Kekoa.” She tried to sound disappointed, but just ended up giggling again. Goodness, she did seem to be giggling a lot. Kekoa placed a heartbroken face on for a moment, his hand on his heart as if wounded. “At least you called me strapping. Well, I’ll just have to find another ride-you can’t think I’d let three beautiful women go to a warm beach and play in the water without me, do you?” Siorreya rolled her eyes at him, but he really was such a smooth talker. But he was a man, plain and simple, and probably also just a tease.

Yvinka took her turn, and Siorreya rolled her eyes, her lips upturned in a smile and her nose scrunching, lifting the cup and taking a sip. Kekoa, she noted, didn’t. “I guess I can’t complain, since I got a dragon out of it.” She shrugged and giggled again. She was feeling really happy. This was the most fun game ever.

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Ceela;

A gold in flight? Ceela simply giggled and shook her head. Oh, Kekoa, thou heart strummer. It seemed like she had missed a conversation between the two – and Yva was playing hard to get, though… not that hard, from the way she taunted him openly.

She was surprised that others took up cup after Sio’s challenge, thinking it would only be her. It was nice to think her home was appreciated and known by others at Mavros, it surely deserved it, even if she had run away. Kekoa’s life sounded wistful and interesting – and it sounded like he didn’t have any siblings from the sound of his childhood lifestyle.

Her eyes flicked back to Sio as she feigned innocence, but it would be a warm trip between before Sio was actually innocent of something she claimed untrue. The rumors of tricks that were played by a certain green dragon and her rider ran wild in the kitchens, but Ceela didn’t complain – it made her chores more interesting, and she assumed they were usually Siorreya and her green.

“Oh yeah, suuuure, Sio. You were just lucky.” She clucked her tongue at the hard ‘k’, but she was smiling.

Her face lightened even more, a grin on her face. A trip to Southern? “Oh, that sounds lovely. Oh, please, can we?” Kekoa’s comment had her shaking her head and giggling. “As long as you promise us all a dance on the beach.” She said with a smile and laugh. And at the same time, it was ironic she had gone through the trouble to run away from Southern, and in the blink of an eye could end up back. She should probably let her family know how she was fairing, but it had been easier to not think too much about them. Her mother had been fine – as had everyone else, but herself. Now she could be herself without any labels, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t let her family know what she had done. She pursed her lips, eyes flicking to Yva with a sigh.

Yvinka’s challenge was similar to the one she had been thinking of for Siorreya, and had her thinking she’d need to switch hers up. Perhaps something more personal? Ceela had never slept with a man...that would certainly be an entertaining challenge. She wasn’t sure if Yvinka had slept with a man either, and she didn’t think Kekoa had that sort of interest… But she wasn’t sure if Sio had either. It didn't seem like the sort of revenge on Sio that she'd want. Perhaps that topic would be even more amusing after a few more sips of wine. Ceela sighed, biting her lip before taking her cup up in her hand and swirling it gently as she considered her turn that was next. A third sip, and she let more slide down her throat than the last two. It wasn’t like she hadn’t three sips of alcohol before, but she didn’t remember the last time she had finished a whole glass before. A sip here, a sip there – laughing, socializing, but never drinking to drink – or to game, in this case. She eyed her half filled cup, wondering what would be on the bottom, or the result of finish it - and possibly filling it up again.

“Alright, alright, my turn! Never have I ever…been to the Northern continent.” She glanced casually at Sio, but let it slide to the others, playing with her glass with two hands as she watched who would and would not be drinking. Ceela smiled lightly, but she was thinking how that would change once she had a dragon. The idea of traveling around and having that freedom to go and come as you please – well, for the most part anyways.

[Zen]

Yvinka

The look Kekoa gave her only made her giggle and she leaned forward just a little, enough to make it just that much easier for him to see certain… assets of hers, flashing him a wicked grin, “Well I do hope you’re enjoying the view, Kekoa….” It was much easier to return his flirting at a safe distance. Being close to him, held in his arms as she had when they were dancing, at the mercy of his touch, had left her quite vulnerable. He was quite talented with those hands of his and she was not used to being touched by a man that knew what he was doing. While she was looking forward to letting go and losing herself to those talented hands, that was for later. Right now, she had no desire to lose her head over him. She was determined to lead a good chase.

Kekoa had traveled a lot? Something else they had in common, it seemed, though by different means. She wondered if it was fun, traveling by land. It seemed like it would be slow… but there would be more to see than just seemingly endless water all around. For a moment her mind wandered off in a daydream of exploring Pern with Kekoa, all they places they could see, and all the places they could explore each other. She giggled suddenly to herself as she shook her head. What a silly thought. It wasn’t like either of them were looking for anything so long term, but it was certainly a romantic idea.

Yvinka laughed as Sio denied that Kekoa could accompany them. To be honest she wasn’t sure if she wanted him along or not. A girls only trip sounded just as fun, and less distracting. But Kekoa hardly wanted to be left behind. Ceela’s offer that he could come if he gave them all a dance on the beach only had her thinking back to their dance here. Shells, she didn’t know if she could take that. Being in his arms on a warm beach, with the sea breeze and the waves and… no, she’d be completely at his mercy. “Are you going to chase us all over Pern, Kekoa?” she raised a brow slightly at him and looked over at Sio, “I suppose we can just keep our plans a secret so men don’t intrude on our ladies’ beach trip.” She couldn’t help teasing him, a sly smile pulling at her lips, “Kekoa will just have to stay behind and let his imagination take him with us.”

Siorreya and Ceela drank at her never, as she had expected, while Kekoa did not. Hm, she was going to have to think of something to make him drink next time. Apparently they had far more in common than she had imagined. Ceela’s never had her happily reaching for her glass to take a drink, and she cast a look over at her friend, “You’re not missing much really. The Southern Continent has far better beaches.” The North had their beaches, of course, but few as inviting as the South from her experience. She couldn’t speak as to what might be worth seeing farther inland, she’d only ever been to coastal areas.

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[kevna]

Siorreya - Green Amagetith

Siorreya just continued to smile innocently at Ceela’s lack of belief. She had definitely targeted the girl, but she didn’t need to know that. Her companions were settled on going to Southern, and she couldn’t be more thrilled! She had been dying to see the warm beaches and swim in a warmer ocean. Amagetith could care less about the chillier waters, but the small blonde found swimming during the winter months excruciating.

Sio nodded excitedly. “I know Ama is in.” This seemed to catch her green’s attention, her presence filling in her mind and discerning what they were talking about. Pleasure and excitement in turn filled her in an intensity that had her curling her toes.

Oh I am, I am, I am. I can carry a man. She said petulantly and Sio inwardly rolled her eyes at her. Of course you can, my love, but not three women and a man. We wouldn’t want to strain a wing muscle. Her green merely grumbled, her attention shifting to whatever had had her mind occupied earlier, and their connection dimmed.

Yvinka was prodding Kekoa, and Siorreya nodded in agreement to Yva’s idea of secrecy. Men could be such an pain in the sharding Between. She allowed her eyes to wander, seeking out-she snapped her attention back to her companions, drawing her eyebrows in in anger. She had been looking for Podrell. Suddenly she giggled, her confusing feelings and thoughts flowing away. She covered her mouth and looked around, realizing, and hoping they would just think she was giggling at Kekoa’s come back. Why was she giggling? But she question in her mind only had her swallowing another giggle as Ceela offered up her never.

Mock anger infused her face as she lifted her wine and sipped again. “So that’s how we are playing it?” Her mocking tone matching Ceela’s. She stuck her tongue out at Ceela, scrunching her nose, though her lips were already pulling up in another smile. What was wrong with her? It was like she couldn’t control herself at all.

Kekoa

It was such a shame he sat so far from her, even if it did give him a better view. Especially when she shifted forward. He let out a soft noise, almost a growl as he let his eyes shift momentarily to appreciate her womanly beauty. Kekoa hated leering though, it was so unrefined, and he shifted his eyes back to her face, recovering himself as well as he could with an easy smile. “I’d enjoy it more if we were alone.” He said with a chuckle, shrugging smoothly.

It seemed like the southern trip was on, and he briefly wondered if it would feel as it had when he had been younger. If the heat and humidity would be the same, or if his childhood imagination had run wild with it. Yva’s teasing brought an eyebrow up, and he merely cocked his head at her. “I only go where I’m wanted. I’d hardly chase without the desire. It loses it’s appeal immediately if truly unwanted.” That was only half true. There were women who made his advances out to be barbaric-but he could usually tell when in truth the woman was in denial, under some pressure to ‘be good,’ and in need of someone to break that silly mantra. Those women were usually his favorite, fierier than others.

He nodded his agreement to Yva’s statement about the southern beaches, but raised his glass and offered, “Though the north makes far better wine.” Especially Benden wine. Shards, he could just drink a whole Benden just to enjoy the taste. He drank from his glass and put it down, musing for his turn was next.

He smiled widely, and easy one that would get them all drinking, and he was pretty sure by Siorreya’s incessant giggles she was already reaching her limit. The sooner the game finished, the sooner he would be chasing Yva out the door. “Never have I ever had hair past my shoulders.”

Siorreya

She turned her mock anger to Kekoa. “Shards, you’re all against me. This is a coup!” But a giggle followed on her words, and she took a sip. Her glass was actually in need of a refill at this point, had she had one turn where she hadn’t sipped? Maybe she needed to take smaller sips. She refilled her glass, and then considered her own never statement. If they were all against her, what could she do to get all of them? It was hard to think, especially with all the giggles she kept emitting. She drummer her fingers in thought.

“Never have I ever… had dark hair.” Kekoa’s never had given her the idea, and it at least targeted two of her three targets. Her next turn she would focus on Ceela.

[tovaana]

Ceela;

Ceela did her best to glaze over the flirting between Kekoa and Yvinka, mentally filing away the moment to remind herself later when Kekoa tried flirting with her again, because she didn’t doubt that it would indeed happen again. What she was more interested in, was the idea of going on a trip to Southern, though she was slightly surprised at Yvinka trying to push Kekoa out of the plans. She liked a girls trip, too, but she also liked the idea of dancing on a Southern beach, somewhere when he waltzed her through the surf, her feet didn’t tingle from the numbing waters like it had earlier. And wasn't she flirting madly with Kekoa? Wouldn't she want him along? Or was she doing that thing people do when they like someone, push them away or pull on their hair?

First she giggled at Sio’s reaction to her challenge, shrugging innocently. She also shrugged off the comment Yva made about Northern – the idea of a colder climate didn’t appeal to her, but there had to be things she hadn’t seen or experienced. Her mind wandered briefly at the thought of being able to soar with a dragon low, close to treetops and exploring more than one could on just two feet, or even in a boat. “Mmmm, I wanna fly.” She sighed, her words slipping out mostly to herself as she ruminated on the topic of exploring the world.

Ceela sighed somewhat dramatically at Kekoa’s ‘Never have I’ and took another sip of her wine, finding the taste was more and more appealing with each sip.

“Why, that wasn’t a bad one, Sio.” She said, playing with her own light hued locks with her cup-free hand. Then she shook her head to let her hair show off her wild loose curls and felt dizzy after a moment so stopped, and then started to giggle. The giggles faded and she blinked, almost taking another sip automatically from her cup and then stopped, “oh, I don’t have dark hair.” She giggled again and turned to Yvinka, blinking rapidly and putting the back of her hand under her chin, “Your turn Yvaaa~” she said in a sing song voice, realizing that her world was started to get a bit tipsy, and hoping she’d be able to slip by a few more of their challenges.

[Zen]

Yvinka

Her slight shift had the desired effect, the soft noise it elicited from Kekoa gave her a tiny thrill. She held no delusions that he certainly had the upper hand in their flirtatious back and forth, so it was particularly satisfying for her to get reactions out of him now and then. She doubted it would last when they were alone. She giggled softly and sat back again at his comment, but bit her lip to stop herself saying anything on that subject in front of her friends, despite how very difficult it was. She certainly hoped he would do more than look if they were alone. Recalling his soft caresses from their dance sent a chill of anticipation down her spine and she really wished she could take a drink of her wine to distract herself.

Siorreya’s giggling distracted her instead. Though Yvinka was starting to feel a bit warm, the beginning effects of the alcohol taking hold, she hadn’t had as much as Siorreya yet, who she was pretty sure had sipped with every never but her own, lucky woman. Though it appeared her friend was quite a light weight, as Yva didn’t think she’d ever seen the older woman quite so giggly before. When Kekoa spoke again, of the north’s superior wine, she sighed fondly, “Mmm… Benden has the sweetest whites….” She’d sampled plenty of different wines in her travels and that was by far her favorite. She felt no loyalty at all to Tillek’s brand of white wine, which had a far sharper taste in comparison.

She glanced over at Ceela curiously as she said something about wanting to fly. The couple times she’d ridden a dragon thus far had sure been exhilarating, so she could relate to the wishful sentiment. The more she flew, the more she started to seriously think she might like to be a rider, her uncertainty about it slowly fading. She wasn’t afraid of being a rider or anything, she had just accepted Search initially as a chance to get away from her father before he started pushing marriage on her, which would have happened about any day according to her mother. Now being a dragonrider was starting to seem like a real future she might want.

Kekoa’s never had her flashing a grin his way, drawn back from her thoughts of dragonriding as she took a drink from her glass, “Is that how we’re all going to play this now?” Her gaze darted toward Siorreya and Ceela as well, but just then she was deciding on a never that would certainly force Kekoa to drink. It seemed Siorreya was of the same mind, though Yva didn’t care at all that it took her down with him. She giggled as Ceela did, when the other girl nearly drank before realizing the never did not apply to her after all, and took yet another drink, finishing her own glass and reaching to refill it. Her head was starting to get just a little fuzzy feeling.

She hummed softly at Ceela’s prompting that it was her turn, debating whether she should try to make them all drink, or continue with her original plan to target Kekoa specifically. There was a small chance it would also affect Sio, due to Ama’s rising and women riding male dragons, but she doubted it would get either of her friends. She summoned a sweet, innocent smile, her eyes on Kekoa’s, “Never have I ever been… intimate with a woman.”

kevna tovaana

[kevna]

Siorreya - Green Amagetith

Siorreya looked to Ceela at her dreamy comment, a dreamy smile coming along her own lips at the thought of flying. It was quite magical, being able to fly, watching the ground move by, and the air in her hair. She snorted. “I’d take you now, but I feel a little…” She giggled, and shrugged, “funny… I can take you tomorrow if you’d like. And Yva too, because she'll probably need it.” Sio snickered, throwing Yva a wink. She really wouldn’t mind a short flight, maybe work a bit on their endurance training (which hadn’t gotten them anywhere really). Amagetith loved flying, but it got monotonous for the green unless she was doing tricks and flips, which wasn’t really the point on endurance training.

She raised her cup in salute to the other blonde’s response to her Never challenge, smirking a bit and giving a wide smile. “I thought so to.” She patted her hair, remembering in annoyance the updo it was in. She shouldn’t have put it up. She should have just allowed her wisps to remain free, shard it all. She merely smiled and commented, “Seems fair since all I’ve done is drink.” Ceela distracted her when she made a move to drink anyway, and her silly ‘duh’ moment sent her into another fit of giggles, tears peaking her eyes. There was definitely something funny about how lightheaded and happy she was feeling. Way too happy. Happier then her normal happy, which was saying something.

She nodded, wiping her eye that had leaked happy tears and turning to the musing Yva. She grabbed her glass and lifted it, prepared to drink. Who knew she would be so experienced? She blinked, letting out a loud “Aha! I haven’t,” While wigging in her chair. She put her newly filled drink down a little too hard that it sloshed a little, getting her fingers wet. She made a face and licked at her fingers, a silly satisfied smile on her lips.

Kekoa - Candidate

His gaze sharpened in on the dark beauty’s comment on wine, his smile broadening. “A woman after my own tastes.” He murmured lowly, thinking about how a good Benden white would taste off her lips.

Ceela’s random dreamy comment of wanting to fly had all sorts of comments pop in his head. Like ‘how he would gladly try to make her feel like she was flying,’ or something like ‘I’d gladly make you feel high anyday.’ For a moment he felt torn between his sun sprite and the dark goddess. Women usually didn’t like to be shared, for attention to be split, and his main goal tonight was Yva. He had already promised himself her… He flashed her a smile and let the comment go to Sio, who promised the girl the actual flying she was probably wishing for anyhow... As well as one for Yva. He raised an eyebrow and a small smile tugged at his lips as he measured Yva's reaction to that.

He saluted Yva proudly with his own glass before taking a drink, which was starting to get low. “Dark hair couldn’t suit anyone nearly as well as it does you.. “ He murmured to Yva as he refilled his glass and passed it down to anyone else in need. He found it amusing that the two of them were being targeted-probably because of their flirting. Not that it bothered or dissuaded him or his intentions in any way.

Yva’s Never was most definitely targeted at him, and with practiced ease he swirled his wine. A crooked smile overtook his lips and without missing a beat, his golden-brown eyes on his dark goddess the whole time, he took a long sip. He definitely had experience in that department, and he found no shame in it. He would use every single thing he had learned to get Yva into his bed and keep her there for as long as possible. Siorreya’s silly comment hadn’t distracted him for a moment, he had eyes only for the teasing young woman before him. “I don’t mind being singled out.” He put his glass down, and leaned back, his eyes still on Yva.

[tovaana]

Ceela;

Her mind that kept wandering, but felt lassoed back in as surprise laced through her – causing her eyes to widen a little at Yvinka’s challenge. Intimate with a woman? Her eyes followed her gaze to Kekoa, who the ‘Never’ had been for specifically. She wondered idly if Yvinka could read her mind, or were their minds so alike? Not that had been the specific one she was going to use, but she wondered if it was too similar, though hers would get Sio for sure. She assumed she knew what Yva meant by intimate, but… how intimate? However Kekoa had interpreted it, she wasn’t surprised that he took a sip of it, saying quite confidently that he didn’t mind being singled out.

Ceela giggled at the blonde who finally slipped by one of the challenges. She fingered her cup, but didn’t move to drink, since she had not either, and started to hum as she reevaluated what she should do. Not having dark hair or intimacy with a woman had gotten her though a whole round without drinking, but even though she didn’t consume more, her world felt fuzzy and she felt lightheaded as what she had started to effect her mind. Still, she didn’t need to refill her glass yet, she had a sip or two left before she’d need to do that fortunately… which got her wondering, what was the goal of this game, anyways? Was there one, or was it to just have fun? Her mind started to wander when she felt eyes on her - oh right, her turn. 

Perhaps it would be interesting to clarify Yvinka’s, and target Sio again. “Nevvvvver have I had…” And she leaned forward, feeling a little dizzy, like she had spent the whole evening dancing. “Sex,” she whispered with a grin and then leaned back, glancing at Sio who undoubtedly would have because of being a greenrider…but then she thought of what Kekoa had said about Siorreya’s man. She wasn’t the most open person, though it had never bothered Ceela, though she was curious. “And since we have a greenrider with us – I’m not talking about the dragonlust kind.”