The Night of Seasons [Dragon Fighters RP DLC |OPEN]

[yarricksrevenge]

Bartimaeus

Realizing he had pushed a little far he readily backed off with his head more than a little fuzzy. Normally he only had a single drink during festivals but this time had a bit more knowing he was more relaxed around people when he was inebriated. Bowing low he carefully backed off and let them eat in peace while he hung around the performers. He actually knew several of them from his local festival so he had no issues fitting into their performances before bidding them a good evening when they moved on. Sitting down he asked the waitress for a small bone for the dragon before sitting and trying to get his eye to stop throbbing. Subconsciously he rubbed it before, embarrassed, he dropped his hand. Watching Cerunnos gnaw on the bone, he began to hum his mother's lullaby before he realized it. While it may not have been warmly recieved he was rather proud that he'd worked up the guts to ask the girl to dance. as it was he was already aware of how many girls were pointing and whispering with frowns from the moment he'd arrived at the festival. At least now they had a reason to laugh at him. From the next table over though there arose a comment, soft enough to not raise attention everywhere but just loud enough to be heard at the table, that made him turn red with frustration and sadness. "Poor freak must not have realized he didn't have a chance with her." he immediately put his hood up and tried to hide his flushed face.  

[Dokuro Togiretogire]

Taim Carver

Taim looked at them both for a moment. It had turned odd, no matter how merry he'd be would he ask Rosaline for a dance. Maybe a race or arm wrestling but not a dance. What had struck Bartimaeus must have been the alcohol. There was also something with the dragon. Taim took another drink from his cup and started to eat his food. It was delicious indeed. "Barti, sit and eat. It's a grand feast this." He'd had invited them both out so it felt upon him to break the awkwardness that had appeared and go back to the previous.

"Rosaline here is not really a lady. See her more as you would me. One daring and dashing adventurer that doesn't dance. Had she worn her regular outfit and not this very fancy dress. You may have not realised that she punches harder then me." Taim smiled at his own joke and hoped that it would take the evening forward. This was a balance since with the new found courage everything could happen, according to his mother that's what the ale did to a man.