ℙ the fourteenth;

[eternityalone]

[The sound comes quickly, a nearby journal being knocked to the ground and the sound of immediate laughter fills the air of whoever is listening. It's loud, clearly whoever is around this now open book is having far too much fun.]

-- that's not even half of the bottle!

[There's a definite empty bottle skittering across the floor, that sound is unmistakeable.]

Wait!! I wasn't even done with that! [The voice could be Katherine's or Elena's depending on who you were familiar with, since it didn't seem anyone had mentioned to the public that Elena was gone.]

I'll finish it. Just give it. [There are fingers snapping and more laughter, even more bottles being pushed aside.]

Give it. [Ladies and Gentleman, this is Dionysus - at its finest.]

Comments

[wastheexample]

[As camp counsellor, Haymitch is vaguely aware he should probably be stopping these kinds of shenanigans.

However, he'd much rather sit here and get quietly drunk in a corner and if he pisses off his cabin mates, no one is going to hand him his booze. So he'll just watch and wonder why his life is so much suffering]

[impetuous]

[ If Haymitch is half-hiding in a corner, Gwaine is front and center. He'd accepted the drink handed to him without complaint. He had told himself he would only have one. It's not like one could do anything to him. One had become two, had become three, had become four, had...

Holding his hand to his face, he snickers. The other hand holds a bottle out of Katherine's reach. ]

You haven't said the magic word...!

[eternityalone]

[She would stand up, but the floor is nicer, except for all the bottles around her.]

Give. [Also, she pouts. Pouting works. It has to.]

Wait! [Her hand grabs a bottle that has a bit of slosh to it still.] This's still with - [She'll just drink this one. HA.]

Oh... that was not. Not good.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia sneaks behind Gwaine to try and nab that bottle from his hand!

She drinks more wine than water anyway. This is weak stuff. Totally. Only she doesn't know what a straight line is anymore. ]

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo arrives!! And here's Haymitch! She should've known. She'll come sit by him for a bit and just watch all the Tom Foolery.]

Have you been handed enough this evening?

[wastheexample]

[He offers her a crooked smile, raising his glass]

Sure, looks like I picked the right cabin. People understand the importance of a drink around here.

[huntersdaughter]

It does seem to be filled with people fond of drinking. I see most of these people at my bar.

[precede]

[ Oh, he hears a doppelganger over the journal. They all have that distinctly endearing rasp, don't they? Lurking lurker will just lurk for now. ]

[eternityalone]

[Go away, Klaus. No one invited you to the party!!]

[scinlae]

You sound like you're having fun. [ She's a little jealous, just a touch. It's been quite a while since Morgana last enjoyed a fine bottle of wine. ]

[eternityalone]

Morgana! [She glances around. Wait. Where is Morgana?]

You should come over. If you're not already here... [LO' WHAT IS THIS? Katherine knows Morgana? Gwaine's worlds might have just imploded.]

[impetuous]

[ WAIT. WAIT. WAIT.



WHAT. ]

[scinlae]

[ And they're obviously on friendly terms! Oh my! ]

It is certainly tempting.

[eternityalone]

Forget temptation, it's the wise choice. Go with wisdom.

[huntersdaughter]

Wow. You know, I thought that I would've at least gotten an invite to this soiree. Serve alcohol for a living and people just figure you don't need an invitation.

[impetuous]

Jo! ...Where are you, Jo? Jo, why aren't you here? Jo...! I need you on my team!

[huntersdaughter]

[DAT ICON.]

There are teams and drinking?

Alright. Where are you guys being rowdy?

[impetuous]

Diosarus. Dios...diosss... [ He stretches out the s sound as he thinks. ] Name's too complicated. The good cabin! It's the good cabin! You will know it when you see it! Ow! Ha, ha, ha!

dictated...

[20thcentury]

Your cabin sounds loads better than mine. [She's stuck with a bunch of "heroic types," it's really depressing.]

[eternityalone]

You could come over.

[20thcentury]

I don't know, it sounds like you lot might be dry before I make it there.

[echivoc]

Feel free to stop by.

[20thcentury]

That depends on when the orgy's slotted to start.

[echivoc]

Anytime, sweetheart. The sooner you get here, the better.

Later...

[eternityalone]

[Katherine is seated at the foot of the wooden steps that lead up to the cabin. Her hand clings to the bottle of wine, not being shy about the healthy swallows she takes. Her emotions are all over the place and the alcohol isn't helping. The cool air is good for her, the overheard conversation... not so much.]