House of Masks 005a

[3/7/2013 9:49:40 PM] Josie: Caspar turns back up in the main room with you guys and Ulisse in it. [3/7/2013 9:50:08 PM] Trystan: "You want to come, too?" [3/7/2013 9:50:36 PM] Caspar: Where? [3/7/2013 9:50:43 PM] Arwen: "Alcohol." [3/7/2013 9:51:10 PM] Caspar: Alright, then. [3/7/2013 9:51:31 PM] Trystan: "So... the basement, huh?" [3/7/2013 9:52:57 PM] Trystan: "Where is it?" [3/7/2013 9:53:17 PM] Caspar: Why are we doing into the basement? [3/7/2013 9:53:22 PM | Edited 9:53:40 PM] Josie: Ulisse: We're not. Too dangerous. We'll head to one of the rooms with a liquor cabinet instead. [3/7/2013 9:54:24 PM] Trystan: "We'll DEFINITELY have to clear it out later, then." [3/7/2013 9:54:50 PM] Josie: Ulisse wobbles a little bit, but goes up one of the big tall stairwells, slowly, so that you guys can follow. [3/7/2013 9:55:02 PM] Arwen: Arwen follows [3/7/2013 9:55:15 PM] Trystan: Trystan follows too [3/7/2013 9:55:50 PM] Caspar: Caspar limps along after! [3/7/2013 9:56:09 PM] Josie: You head up the steps and down the corridor of another floor of the east wing, into a little room that's fitted out more or less like a tiny bar, complete with stools and a mirror in front of which are dozens and dozens of bottles. [3/7/2013 9:56:27 PM] Josie: Ulisse wanders back behind the bar. "So. What'll it be, o lovely customers." [3/7/2013 9:56:43 PM] Arwen: "Something strong, preferably." [3/7/2013 9:57:09 PM] Trystan: Trystan finds a seat where he won't be reflected by the mirrors so much. "Same." [3/7/2013 9:57:39 PM] Josie: Ulisse picks a bottle and pours Arwen something in a tumbler. It's clear. He pours one for Trystan too. [3/7/2013 9:58:16 PM] Caspar: I think I'll pass. [3/7/2013 9:58:27 PM] Caspar: Caspar settles down on a stool, carefully. [3/7/2013 9:58:30 PM | Edited 9:59:15 PM] Trystan: Trystan takes the tumbler gratefully. It's sharp going down and burns, but damn if the buzzing that starts up isn't relaxing. [3/7/2013 9:59:10 PM] Arwen: Arwen takes a sip...and then decides its best to just take a big gulp [3/7/2013 9:59:45 PM] Caspar: ((Brb again, dinner's ready.)) [3/7/2013 10:00:06 PM] Josie: Vodka. [3/7/2013 10:01:08 PM] Arwen: "It's been a while since I've had Vodka. Almost forgot about the burn." [3/7/2013 10:01:16 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Tastes like paint thinner. [3/7/2013 10:01:51 PM] Trystan: "Now that we've got the buzz... what do we have that's tasty?" [3/7/2013 10:02:35 PM] Josie: Ulisse leeeeeeeeeeeeeers. [3/7/2013 10:02:52 PM] Josie: ... but can't quite keep a straight face, and snrks instead. [3/7/2013 10:03:13 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Wines of every possible type. [3/7/2013 10:03:30 PM] Trystan: Trystan snrks too. "Gonna take a bit more of that, then." [3/7/2013 10:04:44 PM] Josie: He eyes Caspar. "So, you and Illa." [3/7/2013 10:05:14 PM] Caspar: Yeah? [3/7/2013 10:05:16 PM] Josie: Ulisse grabs a corkscrew and uncorks a bottle of wine, and pours it into four fresh glasses. [3/7/2013 10:05:48 PM] Josie: Ulisse drawls, "Share and share alike, I always say." [3/7/2013 10:05:56 PM] Caspar: Right. [3/7/2013 10:06:22 PM] Caspar: She says you're acutally really nice and that you try to get people to dislike you on purpose. [3/7/2013 10:06:23 PM] Trystan: ((After enough booze, Trystan is going to decide it's a good idea to share with Russet...)) [3/7/2013 10:07:01 PM] Josie: Ulisse: ... so she lies a lot, then. [3/7/2013 10:07:47 PM] Trystan: Trystan chuckles [3/7/2013 10:08:22 PM] Arwen: "Ulisse *nice*?  Are we talking about the same Ulisse? THIS Ulisse?  You probably have your facts turned around there." [3/7/2013 10:09:31 PM] Trystan: "You're nice enough when you have a mind to be, cos. I know that much." [3/7/2013 10:09:38 PM] Caspar: I'm just saying that's what she told me. [3/7/2013 10:10:31 PM] Josie: Ulisse: I'm nice enough to girls who wear short skirts. [3/7/2013 10:10:45 PM] Arwen: "Or nothing at all..." [3/7/2013 10:11:39 PM] Trystan: "You're tolerable when people tolerate you, that's all." [3/7/2013 10:11:57 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Especially nothing at all. [3/7/2013 10:12:05 PM] Josie: ((Man you guys do not SM enough.)) [3/7/2013 10:12:31 PM] Caspar: ((Or we're just defaulting to 'not trusting him'.)) [3/7/2013 10:13:06 PM] Caspar: Caspar sips at his wine. [3/7/2013 10:13:47 PM] Arwen: Arwen takes a sip of her wine...and then spits it back into the cup and pushes the drink away. [3/7/2013 10:14:05 PM] Arwen: "Can I just get another vodka?" [3/7/2013 10:14:23 PM] Trystan: ((Ok, SM... 6!)) [3/7/2013 10:14:44 PM] Caspar: Caspar winces and holds his leg. "I think I broke something." [3/7/2013 10:15:30 PM] Trystan: "Go to Karid? I think he said he was talking to Lissa..." [3/7/2013 10:16:40 PM] Caspar: Caspar finishes off his wine. "I can wait.  Just complaining." [3/7/2013 10:16:54 PM] Josie: Ulisse pours Caspar another glass! [3/7/2013 10:17:10 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Just don't let her break you *too* hard. [3/7/2013 10:18:13 PM] Trystan: Trystan finishes his off, too. [3/7/2013 10:18:30 PM] Trystan: ((How long does it take someone with 10 CON to get drunk?)) [3/7/2013 10:18:43 PM] Josie: Someone who's built like a stringbean? Not that terribly long. [3/7/2013 10:18:48 PM] Josie: Ulisse refills that glass too. [3/7/2013 10:19:31 PM] Trystan: Trystan is rapidly getting drunk, then. [3/7/2013 10:19:40 PM] Caspar: Caspar pushes the glass away. "I'll tell her you said that." [3/7/2013 10:20:10 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Feel free. [3/7/2013 10:20:38 PM] Caspar: So, what's in the basement? [3/7/2013 10:21:18 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Not a clue. Probably a wine cellar but I've no idea if there's anything there to eat us. [3/7/2013 10:22:20 PM] Trystan: "Hey, do you think Russet would like this stuff?" [3/7/2013 10:22:47 PM] Josie: Ulisse: ... possibly? [3/7/2013 10:22:58 PM] Caspar: Do badgers drink alcohol? [3/7/2013 10:23:16 PM] Trystan: "He's not a badger!" [3/7/2013 10:23:39 PM] Trystan: Trystan pulls the sleepy weasel out of his pouch and puts him on the bar. [3/7/2013 10:23:52 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Do sleeping ferrets drink alcohol? [3/7/2013 10:24:26 PM] Trystan: "He's a weasel." [3/7/2013 10:24:46 PM] Trystan: Trystan offers Russet some wine. He licks at it, little beggar that he is. [3/7/2013 10:24:58 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Oh well, I salute my brethren, then. [3/7/2013 10:25:15 PM] Josie: He holds up his wine glass and then lowers it. [3/7/2013 10:25:34 PM] Trystan: "He needs a shot glass or something..." [3/7/2013 10:25:49 PM] Josie: Ulisse drags out a shotglass and sets it on the counter, rightside up. [3/7/2013 10:26:35 PM] Josie: Ulisse: So. What d'you *want* with Illa, anyway? [3/7/2013 10:27:35 PM] Caspar: I think I'm gonna quote you here. 'None of your business'. [3/7/2013 10:27:54 PM] Caspar: Though between you and me I'm gonna harvest her organs. [3/7/2013 10:28:07 PM] Trystan: Trystan pours some wine in the shot glass and gives it to Russet, who licks it up as they both watch. [3/7/2013 10:28:14 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Really? Shame, you'll never get to the good parts that way. [3/7/2013 10:29:07 PM | Edited 10:29:44 PM] Arwen: Arwen looks a bit disgusted at the idea of organ harvesting, but then regains focus on her wine glass, still full. [3/7/2013 10:30:25 PM] Josie: Ulisse: If you know what I mean. [3/7/2013 10:31:20 PM] Josie: He waggles his eyebrows. [3/7/2013 10:31:54 PM] Arwen: "That's sick!" [3/7/2013 10:31:57 PM] Caspar: Caspar rolls his eyes. [3/7/2013 10:32:46 PM] Trystan: Trystan looks knowingly at Russet, who snorts and drinks his wine. [3/7/2013 10:33:31 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Well, ask her what she thinks. [3/7/2013 10:33:58 PM] Caspar: About what? Organ harvesting? [3/7/2013 10:34:22 PM] Trystan: Trystan is getting his own drinks, meantimes... Are you supposed to drink spiced rum straight? [3/7/2013 10:34:32 PM] Josie: Ulisse: I don't know. What were we talking about? [3/7/2013 10:34:56 PM] Caspar: I think I'm defaulting back to 'none of your business'. [3/7/2013 10:35:23 PM] Josie: Ulisse: You could *make* it my business. [3/7/2013 10:35:28 PM] Josie: He waggles his eyebrows again. [3/7/2013 10:36:54 PM] Caspar: Caspar snickers. [3/7/2013 10:39:14 PM] Trystan: Trystan eventually falls asleep on the counter next to Russet, who is also out for the count, despite the entertainment. They're surrounded by empty glasses, some of them shot-sized. [3/7/2013 10:40:03 PM] Josie: Ulisse: ... I have got to teach that kid to drink. [3/7/2013 10:40:11 PM] Arwen: Arwen snickers [3/7/2013 10:40:18 PM] Caspar: And the weasel, while you're at it. [3/7/2013 10:41:44 PM] Trystan: ((Best part? At midnight, you get HUNGOVER SPELLCASTING!)) [3/7/2013 10:41:59 PM] Caspar: ((Woot!)) [3/7/2013 10:43:14 PM] Caspar: ... I like her, to answer your question. [3/7/2013 10:43:46 PM] Arwen: "Aww how sweet. Love in a haunted house." [3/7/2013 10:44:27 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Love, really? Already? [3/7/2013 10:45:03 PM] Arwen: Arwen rolls her eyes [3/7/2013 10:45:20 PM] Caspar: I like her. I'd like to get to know her better. That's all. [3/7/2013 10:46:05 PM] Josie: Ulisse: ... good. [3/7/2013 10:46:25 PM] Josie: He looks directly at Caspar for a moment, and then goes back to looking all over the room, lazily. [3/7/2013 10:46:42 PM] Josie: Ulisse: And that's my cousin. And a drunk weasel. [3/7/2013 10:46:51 PM] Josie: ... should we draw on his face? [3/7/2013 10:47:16 PM] Arwen: "How juvenial." [3/7/2013 10:47:36 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Well I'm not suggesting we dip his hand in a bowl of warm water. [3/7/2013 10:48:52 PM] Caspar: Because *that* would be juvenile. [3/7/2013 10:49:03 PM] Trystan: Trystan looks even younger asleep. ((It's worth noting that if he were human, he'd be about 15.)) [3/7/2013 10:50:04 PM] Josie: Ulisse: It'd be messy. [3/7/2013 10:51:03 PM] Trystan: ((With him out, I'm off to bed too! Night, all. You have permission to draw on his face and such.)) [3/7/2013 10:51:12 PM] Caspar: ((Well, it's no fun, now.)) [3/7/2013 10:51:37 PM] Trystan: ((Sorry, it's midnight here!)) [3/7/2013 10:51:46 PM] Caspar: ((I mean, now that we have permission.)) [3/7/2013 10:51:57 PM] Josie: ((Ni!)) [3/7/2013 10:52:07 PM] Trystan: ((... There is so much else you could do.)) [3/7/2013 10:52:36 PM] Josie: Ulisse: We should bring him to bed. [3/7/2013 10:52:56 PM] Caspar: That would be the decent thing to do. [3/7/2013 10:53:12 PM] Arwen: "It's the least we could do." [3/7/2013 10:53:33 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Well, I'm not doing it. Do I look decent to you? [3/7/2013 10:53:56 PM] Arwen: Arwen scoffs [3/7/2013 10:54:03 PM] Arwen: "Well fine then. I'll help." [3/7/2013 10:54:10 PM] Caspar: Caspar nods. [3/7/2013 10:55:12 PM] Arwen: Arwen tries to drag Trystan off the bar. [3/7/2013 10:55:23 PM] Caspar: Caspar helps! [3/7/2013 10:55:24 PM] Josie: Ulisse watches. [3/7/2013 10:57:23 PM] Arwen: Arwen takes the lead on dragging/ carrying Trystan back to his room. [3/7/2013 10:57:53 PM] Caspar: Caspar limps his way after her! And puts Russett on Trystan's chest. [3/7/2013 10:59:11 PM] Josie: Both of you drag poor Trystan back to his room and put him to bed! [3/7/2013 10:59:18 PM] Josie: ... but not, like, in a creepy way. [3/7/2013 10:59:40 PM] Arwen: (( yay for not creepy things! )) [3/7/2013 11:00:18 PM] Caspar: Put him, *and* his weasel to bed. But not creepily. [3/7/2013 11:01:07 PM] Josie: Ulisse waits in the hallway for you. "Well, now what?" [3/7/2013 11:02:08 PM] Caspar: We have a seance or something at midnight. I'm going to see if I can get my leg healed up. [3/7/2013 11:03:19 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Is that what they're calling it these days? [3/7/2013 11:03:53 PM] Caspar: I don't think anyway calls it that. [3/7/2013 11:04:36 PM] Arwen: "Oh just let him get his leg healed and stop messing with his brain." [3/7/2013 11:05:34 PM] Caspar: Actually, I'm just wondering which 'it' he is referring to being 'called' by 'they'. [3/7/2013 11:05:41 PM] Josie: Ulisse: I never get to have any fun anymore. [3/7/2013 11:07:54 PM] Josie: Ulisse: Use your imagination, science-boy. [3/7/2013 11:08:22 PM] Caspar: Fair enough. Have fun you two. [3/7/2013 11:09:30 PM] Arwen: Arwen eyes Ulisse suspiciously. "Fun. Uh-huh...okay.Not my first pick for fun..." [3/7/2013 11:09:52 PM] Caspar: Caspar wanders off to track down the cleric!