Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 2, 2014 8:43:08 GMT -5
"My body is alright." Lucas cursed himself silently for not paying more attention to where he was going. He had caught their attention now, as well as that of everyone else. He checked the plate, which was fortunately still okay, and got up on his feet again.
"But I think this will be remembered longer than I'd like. I'll just return this plate now, I can explain myself after that..."
Lucas moved to return the plate, hoping he didn't just permanently make a fool of himself in the eyes of Nidalee, or worse, Shyvana.
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 2, 2014 9:18:09 GMT -5
Shyvana blinked and nodded at Lucas, she then turned back to Nidalee. Having lost her train of thought she sat in silence for a moment.
"Anyway, Demacia have recovered better than I thought it would. Humans are..." Shyvana looked over her shoulder at Lucas, turning back to Nidalee again. "... Interesting creatures."
The Half-Dragon's thoughts went for a moment to the Peace Talks and what had happened there, the memories made her feel aggravated. Looking at the pitcher it was almost empty, and Shyvana's glass too. Nidalee seemed to have gotten her fair share of the drink so Shyvana grabbed the pitcher and downed the rest of the content. Had she poured it into a glass it would have been almost full.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Jan 2, 2014 14:12:48 GMT -5
Face visibly red, Nidalee purred, listening to Shyvana talk about the invasions whilst paying minimal attention. "They are indeed..." She sighed, slumping down on the table with her arms crossed. "They try to destroy what has been given to them... How much Mother nature has done for those pitiful beings..."
Murmuring some insults towards humans, Nidalee looks back to the bartender, ordering yet another pitcher of beer. Not having much experience with alcohols, of course she couldn't quite handle it, but something made her want to continue drinking, but caught with anomia at the thought of why.
"You don't mind paying for me, right?" Nidalee grinned, her eyes sparkling like a little child.
Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 2, 2014 14:56:41 GMT -5
"Here's your plate back. I think it's not cracked. Can I pay?" Lucas handed the plate back, and paid for his meal. While he was walking, he started thinking. "Right, I should attempt to redeem myself somehow. Perceverance, Lucas. Bear your mistake."
Lucas inched over to Shyvana, not really knowing what to say. "Hey ... ehm, Sorry that I startled you. I didn't mean to. And thanks, I guess. For the concern and all that." For a moment, Nidalee didn't matter too much. She lived in a jungle far away.
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 2, 2014 17:31:51 GMT -5
Moving the empty pitcher to her lips Shyvana tilted her head back to try and get those last drips of beer into her mouth, but it didn't go so well. Putting down the pitcher the Half-Dragon looked at Nidalee. "Well... All humans are not that bad, and look at yourself, you're more human than I. Are you not?"
Shyvana smiled when Nidalee ordered a second pitcher and shook her head at the Huntress' question. "Not at all. You're not the one drinking with me, I'm the one drinking with you." The Half-Dragon looked to her left once Lucas arrived at her table again, this time he didn't fall over.
When he apologized for startling her the Half-Dragon chuckled, sure he had taken her by surprise. But no grudges were held. "Don't mind it, it's Snowdown still." Shyvana smiled at him. "Why don't you join us? Take a drink with the Dragon and the Cougar, eh?" Pulling out a chair between Nidalee and Shyvana she motioned at it.
Post by The Bestial Huntress on Jan 3, 2014 11:33:17 GMT -5
"Y-.... yeahh. Take a seat, boyy." Nidalee started wavering, her voice become slurred. She began chugging the brew from her pitcher, without even pouring into the glass. The huntress eyed through the pitcher, before pouring it all into her mouth. After she was done, her face looked like she was in a state of pure bliss, her hand subconsciously patting next to her for Lucas to sit.
"Shyvana smiled at him. "Why don't you join us? Take a drink with the Dragon and the Cougar, eh?" Pulling out a chair between Nidalee and Shyvana she motioned at it.
Lucas didn't have to think long. He hadn't seen the half-dragon since that incident at the church, and he had wondered about visiting her. He was about to speak up when Nidalee followed up
"Y-.... yeahh. Take a seat, boyy." "Join the paaart... y. Hehe ~"
This did cause Lucas to raise an eyebrow. Nidalee seemed drunk, very drunk. And she was still drinking. Then again, he didn't want to pass up this chance. "Well, okay. I'm Lucas. Pleased to meet you." Lucas turned slightly to Shyvana. "Again." He took his designated seat, and started wondering about things to talk about. He noticed that there were only 2 mugs. "Tell me when the pitcher is empty, I'll get the next one. And a mug."
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 4, 2014 10:45:03 GMT -5
Shyvana looked at Nidalee when she downed the content of the pitcher and sighed. This was going to become an expensive night. The Half-Dragon was starting to get a bit tipsy as well, she however was more used to the drink than the Huntress was.
When Lucas sat down between them Shyvana looked at him and shook her head. "I got this evening, it's Snowdown after all.... But only this evening." The Half-Dragon looked back at the bartender and ordered another pitcher and an additional mug for Lucas. When it arrived at their table Shyvana took the pitcher and poured herself another drink before sliding it slowly over to Lucas.
"So... Lucas, why are you here this evening and not with family?"
Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 4, 2014 14:23:32 GMT -5
Lucas was caught slightly off-guard by Shyvana's question, but plainly answered. "Guard duty. Someone has to do it. I told them I'd be over by the end of tomorrow, so don't worry about it." Lucas took the pitcher and poured himself a drink, before carefully sipping it. He wondered what to talk about. Snowdown wasn't really an option, since it's slightly insensitive to Shyvana. "Ugh, I'm no good at this..." He muttered to himself, almost inaudible. Then he realised he could still do something, and hope she'd start a conversation. "Merry snowdown, by the way..." What do you talk about with a half-dragon?
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 4, 2014 17:02:33 GMT -5
Shyvana shrugged when he mentioned Guard duty, it wasn't something she had done a lot off. But it was important work and someone had to do it, besides. Criminals didn't stop doing crimes because it was Snowdown.
The Half-Dragon took another sip from her mug and put it down slowly onto the table. "Merry Snowdown to you too... Say, you're the scout that helped Jarvan, right? Of course you are... Done anything like that recently?"
Raising her mug once again to her lips Shyvana took yet another sip, but she was starting to get hungry as well. Looking behind her she waved at the Bartender. "Could you bring me some chicken wings or something?" The Bartender sighed and after a few moments a tray of chicken wings would arrive.
Shyvana began to eat from the wings and waited on a response from Lucas while she ate.
Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 4, 2014 17:24:57 GMT -5
Lucas took another swig. He didn't want to drink too much. "Heh. Last time I helped someone important was when a Dragon crossed the Great Barrier. Greatest thing I did since I joined the military. " Lucas didn't want to admit it, but he was conflicted between being happy that Demacia didn't need him, and upset that there wasn't something he could do. Something that he could prove himself to. But perhaps Shyvana could help somehow. And even if she didn't, he helped bring her in to Demacia. Perhaps she deserved to know.
"... And, I think, the only great thing I did... so far." Lucas took another swig from his mug. He looked off into unseen distances for a few moments before snapping back into reality. He shouldn't be wishing danger onto Demacia. But he had a desire to prove himself once more. He hoped Shyvana wouldn't notice.
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 11:27:24 GMT -5
Shyvana took a bite from one of the chicken wings and listened to what Lucas had to say. Too busy eating and drinking she didn't really notice that Lucas had faded off into some trance for a moment.
Instead she continued to eat and took a swig from her beer to swallow it all. "Well, you're lucky then. I managed to get a... trophy, yeah let's call it that. I got a trophy from when we went to the 'peace' talks." Shyvana was hinting towards the scars the Ruined King had given her.
Shyvana didn't really think much on what she was doing and soon she felt the mug in her hand become a bit softer. Looking at it the Half-Dragon noticed that she had warmed it up a bit and pressed it together. "Oops, looks like I'll have to pay that too."
Post by Lucas Brightshield on Jan 6, 2014 11:38:08 GMT -5
What the... Lucas looked confused. He pondered on what Shyvana said and wondered what she was getting at. How was he lucky? Did it have to do something with that trophy?
Lucas took another swig, his mug now almost empty. He didn't want to drink too much, to be fit for the journey tomorrow. But Shyvana had managed to spike his intrigue. Even if there might have been a second meaning behind. But he shouldn't look overly eager and careless.
"I'm not quite sure how that makes me lucky, Shyvana. But if you need any help, send a message. Could be a nice change in pace, frankly."
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 11:48:58 GMT -5
Shyvana sighed and looked at the destroyed mug, now what was she going to drink from? Lucas' mug was busy and so was Nidalee's although she was a bit drunk. When he asked Shyvana what made him lucky, the Half-Dragon sighed again.
"I'm going to show you something that will make you consider yourself lucky." Shyvana was not wearing her regular armor, instead she was just wearing some rougher pants and a normal shirt. Looking around to make sure that there wasn't too many people inside she turned to Lucas.
"This... is why you're lucky you didn't get to go to the trap they called peace talks." She lift up the side of her shirt and revealed her ribs, along it a long pale white scar from the Ruined King's spell was seen. She'd cover herself up again after just a moment. Shyvana grabbed the pitcher and used it as a mug, taking a long swig from it.
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