Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 6, 2014 13:33:49 GMT -5
"Boy..." Lucas was shocked out of his words. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the half-dragon. And slightly ashamed. It was true. He was lucky he wasn't sent into that kind of dangers. He drank the rest of his mug and started pondering if he shouldn't pour himself another. Maybe half wouldn't hurt. He'd been given a lot to think about. Too much... He cursed himself mentally for being such a fool.
I am a Pathfinder. I will do what everyone else thinks below him, because someone must do it. Call me dishonorable for it all you want. I serve justice, not honor. And Demacia, ofcourse.
Post by The Half-Dragon on Jan 6, 2014 15:09:18 GMT -5
Shyvana didn't say anything she just put down the pitcher and swallowed the beer. Sitting there in silence she raised the pitcher again and took another long swig from it. Talking about the scar had made her a bit less talkative, now she just wanted to forget the horrors of the Eternal Nightmare's paranoia.
Nidalee looked to be happy, good for her. Shyvana wasn't anymore, but she'd not leave until either the inn closed the bar or Nidalee passed out, and to be honest. The latter didn't seem so far away.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Jan 7, 2014 11:43:31 GMT -5
As if Shyvana has expected whatever was going on, Nidalee's head spun round. She could imagine birds flying around her head as she fell down to the cold hard ground, unconscious and passed out. Her cheeks were still ruby, heavy with alcohol. Well, at the very least she had managed to experience drinking on Snowdown's eve.
Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 9, 2014 6:31:04 GMT -5
Lucas noticed that Nidalee passed out. Shrugging, he commented:
"Well that seemed inevitable. Shyvana, Can you help move her?" Lucas stood up and went to Nidalee's feet. He hoped Shyvana knew where to take her, since he had no clue. But even if she didn't, they'd figure something out. In any case, they couldn't leave her here.
I am a Pathfinder. I will do what everyone else thinks below him, because someone must do it. Call me dishonorable for it all you want. I serve justice, not honor. And Demacia, ofcourse.
Post by The Half-Dragon on Jan 12, 2014 7:28:45 GMT -5
Shyvana looked at Nidalee as she blacked out, Shyvana wanted to sleep too. Sighing she stood up and shook her head."No need, I'll take her on my own." Shyvana said and walked up to the Huntress.
The Half-Dragon put her arm under Nidalee's and lift her up from the table, the beer made it harder to stand straight but she could still stand up with her. She moved away from the table slowly and yawned. "Time to get you a place to stay, ya over grown kitty." Shyvana said to Nidalee.
"I guess I'll see you around some day, Lucas. Merry Snowdown." And with that, Nidalee would be carried to Shyvana's house to sleep on a couch.
Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 12, 2014 7:41:01 GMT -5
"Oh. Well, good luck then."
Lucas watched Shyvana pick up Nidalee before she greeted him.
"Merry snowdown, Shyvana. And just so you're sure, my offer of help stands." Despite the horror Shyvana had shown him, Lucas would not back down from a brother in need of aid. But that was thought for another time. With the group splitting up, Lucas figured now would be a good time to return the pitchers and mugs, and proceed to bed. He'd have a long journey to do tomorrow.
I am a Pathfinder. I will do what everyone else thinks below him, because someone must do it. Call me dishonorable for it all you want. I serve justice, not honor. And Demacia, ofcourse.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Jan 12, 2014 20:38:34 GMT -5
December 25th, 23 CLE
Snowdown. A holiday of wonder and awe. And here she was, stuck with a huge throbbing in her head. There was no recollection of last night. If last night did happen. Maybe she had just passed out? Or dreamed everything? Faint memories of a certain half-dragon popped up, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She tilted her head in curiousity, pressing her cougar paws against the frosted windows of dawn. The sun had just rose, but she couldn't just loiter around! Grabbing all her human clothing equipments, Nidalee readies herself for the streets of this city.
But she stops dead. Downstairs waiting for her was Shyvana, tapping her foot anxiously.
Post by The Half-Dragon on Jan 18, 2014 12:50:55 GMT -5
Shyvana had gone to bed almost directly after leaving Nidalee upstairs on a rather comfortable couch. Waking up had been rough, as she had woken with a slight headache. Nothing to serious for the Half-Dragon as she had done some maintenance on her equipment while she waited for the Huntress to come down.
Time passed and soon the sun had reached it's peak, that was when she heard Nidalee walking in the stairs. Shyvana moved and stood in front of the stairs, tapping her foot while she waited for the Huntress to come down.
"Time to wake up? I'd guess you are suffering from what the Demacian's call Hangover." The Half-Dragon spoke and tilted her head a little.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Jan 21, 2014 19:11:26 GMT -5
"Hangover?" Nidalee blinked, staggering across the room to reach Shyvana. Her head was pounding, she felt like she was going to collapse at any moment. Never has she ever felt so tired in the morning, usually this time of day is when people should be bright and chipper, or out hunting for prey... Today was different of course, but still, just because it was, did that mean that pain had to come with this change?
When she reached the half-dragon, Nidalee tripped - for the first time in forever. Sent flying by her little accident, the huntress lands above Shyvana, taking her down. That was unexpected. She tries to get off, taken aback by this awkwardness. "Ha..."
Post by The Half-Dragon on Jan 28, 2014 16:10:42 GMT -5
Shyvana nodded when Nidalee asked. She didn't really know why they called it that, but something had made them chose the term Hangover. Peculiar beings at times the humans was. Shyvana tilted her head, something seemed off with Nidalee, perhaps she wasn't used to drinking Alcohol, and the amount she had downed last night was a lot.
Seeing Nidalee trip Shyvana put out her arms to catch her, but was caught off guard by her weight and fell back onto her back. Rubbing the back of her head she looks at the huntress as she tries to get off of Shyvana. "Yeah, you're hungover, or still drunk. Maybe your human side is at fault here." Shyvana said and pushed Nidalee off her and stood up, holding out her hand for the huntress after she got up.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Feb 7, 2014 3:44:41 GMT -5
Nidalee gladly accepted her hand, gathering all her strength to stand up. Still slightly disoriented, her whole world was spinning, and she struggled to stay up. Everything was so distorted, and the only clear figure in this image was Shyvana. But she tried her best to keep on a fake, serious smile.
"So... do you remember what happened last night? I am drawing a complete blank." She sighed, plopping herself down on a chair. The only memory before this night was her journey from the Kumungu, but how she ended up in such a bad state or at Shyvana's living quarters was a complete mystery.
Post by The Half-Dragon on Feb 9, 2014 15:49:56 GMT -5
Shyvana moved Nidalee into the kitchen and watched as she plopped down into a chair. Scratching her head as she was asked if she remembered anything from last night, nodding Shyvana sat down in the opposite chair.
"Well, you walked into Demacia, went to the inn, I don't know if you did anything before that. I entered a while after and sat down at your table, you drank a lot a soldier joined us and you passed out." Shyvana answered bluntly, not bothering to go into any greater detail.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Feb 13, 2014 10:52:49 GMT -5
Nidalee cocked her head back, looking at the ceiling. Her legs were stretched and the only thing covering her upper body was a towel, draped lazily around her neck. She sighed deeply, trying to get over the blazing pain. "I always wake up refreshed and out to hunt... it's only today that's so weird."Her tone was completely lazy, unbefitting of the Huntress she was seen as.
"Well, the other thing is... why did you bring me back with you? I didn't think that you were the type to take in drunken girls."
Post by The Half-Dragon on Feb 22, 2014 9:57:03 GMT -5
Shyvana looked at Nidalee and shook her head slowly, remembering her first morning after a heavy night of drinking. That had not been a pleasant day. Yawning she looked out the window and blinked. It was already midday and she hadn't been to the sparring pits yet, maybe it was time to go there soon.
"Well, it was the best option at the time. Either take you home with me or leave you there, so I decided to let you sleep on my couch. Now, if you'll excuse me, there is food in the cabinet and water in the faucet, I'm going to train." She said and stood up. Moving down the hall she picked up her gauntlets and looked at Nidalee. "Don't burn down the house." She said and walked out the door.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Feb 22, 2014 20:06:16 GMT -5
She nodded her head, leaning back in the chair before jumping off to land on the carpet once the chair was about to fall. An acrobatic feat only able to be performed by a hunter like her. She wasn't able to do a flip or anything too fancy because of the restrictive area... and that she had a headache. After the transformation into her cougar form, shecurled up beside the fire, taking a nap and swishing her tail back and forth.
With a lazy yawn she fell asleep right away, acknowledging Shyvana's words with a little wave of her paws.
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