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overbox2024-05-22 05:56 pm
ordainedbarkeep) wrote in overbox2024-05-22 05:56 pm
Never Ever (open RP post)
This is some kind of place between places. A land where anyone can meet anyone else, and friendships can form between people who would never have reason to meet each other.
At the moment, it's the resting place for the Laughing Toadstool, the bar that Iren owns and runs. Don't think about it too hard.
The place is closed for business tonight, as a more private gathering is occurring. At Iren's urging, the furniture has arranged itself into a rough circle of seating. In the center of the seating area is a snack table covered with various bits of finger food which Iren, being the priestess of the god of hospitality, spent all day making herself. It's all delicious. There is also an open bar for those who want a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. The seats are an eclectic collection of couches and stools and chairs and cushions and blankets. The whole setup is really very cozy and intimate.
A chalkboard has been propped up along the edge of the seating area, on which the rules of the game have been written:
STRIP NEVER HAVE I EVER
1: Each of us take turns listing something we have never done with the phrasing "Never Have I Ever _____".
2: If someone lists something they have never done and you HAVE done it, you must take off an article of clothing.
3: Socks, shoes, earrings, and other items that come in pairs must be taken off in pairs. No taking off one sock at a time.
4: We keep playing until everyone is naked (or we get bored).
5: Don't feel limited to only taking one turn, if things feel like they're slowing down too much.
6: There are a few spare beds upstairs, should anyone need them, for whatever reason. =)
No one who is invited to this gathering is a stranger to everyone else (If nothing else, feel free to assume you have met Iren before.). No one was forced to come against their will. Everyone was aware that this would involve naked people. Everyone invited is an adult. Iren prides herself as a hostess, and has gone to great efforts to ensure that only people who are actually interested in such an event were invited.
IN SHORT: Let's learn a little thing or two about each other while getting sexy in here.
At the moment, it's the resting place for the Laughing Toadstool, the bar that Iren owns and runs. Don't think about it too hard.
The place is closed for business tonight, as a more private gathering is occurring. At Iren's urging, the furniture has arranged itself into a rough circle of seating. In the center of the seating area is a snack table covered with various bits of finger food which Iren, being the priestess of the god of hospitality, spent all day making herself. It's all delicious. There is also an open bar for those who want a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. The seats are an eclectic collection of couches and stools and chairs and cushions and blankets. The whole setup is really very cozy and intimate.
A chalkboard has been propped up along the edge of the seating area, on which the rules of the game have been written:
1: Each of us take turns listing something we have never done with the phrasing "Never Have I Ever _____".
2: If someone lists something they have never done and you HAVE done it, you must take off an article of clothing.
3: Socks, shoes, earrings, and other items that come in pairs must be taken off in pairs. No taking off one sock at a time.
4: We keep playing until everyone is naked (or we get bored).
5: Don't feel limited to only taking one turn, if things feel like they're slowing down too much.
6: There are a few spare beds upstairs, should anyone need them, for whatever reason. =)
No one who is invited to this gathering is a stranger to everyone else (If nothing else, feel free to assume you have met Iren before.). No one was forced to come against their will. Everyone was aware that this would involve naked people. Everyone invited is an adult. Iren prides herself as a hostess, and has gone to great efforts to ensure that only people who are actually interested in such an event were invited.
IN SHORT: Let's learn a little thing or two about each other while getting sexy in here.
Calhir | OC
[ Flying is more fun. ]
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[ Those wings of his are way too big to use indoors, for sure. And... ]
Even if I tried to fly everywhere, a few years worth of running starts would probably add up that much.
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[ Hrm, well then. Even still. ] I don't make many far trips on foot, but I have to admit, some of the errands I've run have taken me further than that.
[ So, with a sigh, she goes to removing the next item of clothing. Which is, unfortunately, no longer including an easy to discard item that shows nothing. So the skirt comes off next. Maomao's inner shirt still covers the tops of her thighs, but this leaves the rest of her legs bare now as she folds the skirt and puts it with the rest of her clothes.
Still, it's just legs. She can survive this much. ]
Flying seems like it must be convenient.
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His somewhat dull expression brightens slightly at the almost-question. ]
Down in the flats it would be convenient. Up in the mountains it's indispensable.
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...I seem to be all out of clothes. What shall we do about that?
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I'm more than willing to go further.
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I think by the traditional rules, every time you lose a round you take a drink, but if you’d rather take forfeits you are MORE than welcome to do so
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Put something on you instead.
[ The words alone could be taken as a curt dismissal, but from the way his eyes follow her it seems far more likely he has himself in mind for to cover her up, as it were. ]
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You have something in mind to cover me up?
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[He's already naked, but he at least sees the logic here.]
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[ Ever so confident in the unlimited appeal of flight. ]
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Oh! The wings!
[Lin has done a hell of a lot of walking, so she’s going to take off her panties. She’s still got a shirt on, but that’s it.]
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[ He is, perhaps, being a little rude, but it's awfully rare that anyone thinks about his wings second. They almost always weigh heavy in people's impressions of him. ]
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[She distracted by all these hot people stripping around her! That's her excuse!]
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[Excuse her while she begins the process of getting her bra off around her own wings. There's stages, but even with A-cups, it's better than hanging loose as a habit.]
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[ Can't swim. Can barely fly? It's like something out of a tragedy. He's watching her undress closely but it is, sadly, mostly with an eye to figuring out if she needs his help with that. ]
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Dunno how it works for you, but most people with a human body-plan and wings in my world need some extra magic to fly. Or like, even bigger wings than me and my sisters have, that might work. But it takes a lot of effort to keep that up indefinitely, so I don't. I have been working on my endurance, though, and building up the muscles for long-range gliding like seabirds do. It's just been a process.
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The real answer is that she's a tabletop character and you can't take the Fly skill until level 11
[She coughs, suddenly remembering her nudity aside from a pair of panties by this point.]
I'm uh...still getting used to putting myself out there generally. Call this party advanced training.
I don't know, I guess I've got some complicated childhood emotions that I just kind of forget about when I'm actually flying now. There's really nothing like it, is there?
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I've walked for a hundred miles.
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I've walked hundreds. At least I don't have to remove something for every time I did the thing, I guess.