Logs:Hot Seat - Revision history

K'del at 21:00, 9 November 2015

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Squishy at 07:33, 25 August 2015

2015-08-25T07:33:35Z

Jolie at 07:29, 25 August 2015

2015-08-25T07:29:26Z

Jolie: Created page with "{{Log |who=Jo, Edyis, Jo{{!}}N'rek, Jo{{!}}Tacuseth, Edyis{{!}}Akluseth |what=Ed's graduated from weyrlinghood and Jo comes out with a gift! Ed's really drunk and things get v..."

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 |what=Ed's graduated from weyrlinghood and Jo comes out with a gift! Ed's really drunk and things get very awkward for Jo as the day progresses. Also, as if things aren't awkward enough, the dragons decide to invite N'rek, too.
 |where=A Bar Down in Southern Continent
-|involves=Southern Area
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 |day=20
 |month=8

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−	"I can't stay sober for new ink, sorry. I did try." The last word emphasised by her sing-song ~~alto~~. "But impatience is one of my better virtues." Lifting her mug and taking a long pull. "I probably should have 'stopped' drinking a while ago but." She shrugs it off, grinning. "Feels good though, to wash my hands of weyrlinghood."	+	"I can't stay sober for new ink, sorry. I did try." The last word emphasised by her sing-song soprano. "But impatience is one of my better virtues." Lifting her mug and taking a long pull. "I probably should have 'stopped' drinking a while ago but." She shrugs it off, grinning. "Feels good though, to wash my hands of weyrlinghood."

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−	Edyis rubs at her face, another ''Fuck" echoed softly in begrudging acceptance. "Nothing good ever comes of that moony-eyed harper shit, why do you think half the songs end in tragedy?" Jo gets a very dirty look, almost accusing in its sharpness. "This, is your fault you know." The words lack the barb of real anger, yet they contain a touch of anxiety about them all the same. "Nothing good comes of talking about feelings; I've a pack of old love letters my mother and stepmother wrote that proves that point." Jo seems to be getting all sorts of things out of the scribe today Of Farideh she lifts a shoulder, "She isn't a bad sort, she's some growing to do, but don't we all?" The once-scribe muses. "You are a sucker for a pretty face and an hourglass figure, true enough, but Jo," Edyis says leaning in then. "I've ''never'', seen ''you'' blush about anybody before." It's the admission of talking that earns an expectant look from the young brownrider. "And?"	+	Edyis rubs at her face, another ''Fuck'' echoed softly in begrudging acceptance. "Nothing good ever comes of that moony-eyed harper shit, why do you think half the songs end in tragedy?" Jo gets a very dirty look, almost accusing in its sharpness. "This, is your fault you know." The words lack the barb of real anger, yet they contain a touch of anxiety about them all the same. "Nothing good comes of talking about feelings; I've a pack of old love letters my mother and stepmother wrote that proves that point." Jo seems to be getting all sorts of things out of the scribe today Of Farideh she lifts a shoulder, "She isn't a bad sort, she's some growing to do, but don't we all?" The once-scribe muses. "You are a sucker for a pretty face and an hourglass figure, true enough, but Jo," Edyis says leaning in then. "I've ''never'', seen ''you'' blush about anybody before." It's the admission of talking that earns an expectant look from the young brownrider. "And?"