Drinks at the Nest! (Crows/BYOB)

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

As Rai was downing yet another drink.

*BAM*

In came rose caring 2 bottles of Jameson's Irish whiskey.

"Alright Rai I found your uncles secret stash right where you said it would be. How in the hell did you know they were in his-"

Then she noticed Lucien and he seemed to be taking the drinking a little harder than anyone else, well except for that one girl that Rai is always training with. She went and put the bottles down on the table then ran over to Lucien giving him a big hug planting his face right between her boobs.

"Lucien!!! I've missed you so much! How are you?!"

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille would stare at Marcus with knowing eyes, and if you could believe it- there would be a slight blush there. Mathew and her hadn't planned on having children, hell they hadn't even discussed it until Bastille had found out that her insides were changing. She'd never thought she would be a mother...ever....and now shew was and she was still getting used to it. Something in Marcus' words made her smile.

And beam.

"YES YES, CHEERS MATES, LETS ALL SIT DOWN AND HAVE A BLOODY GOOD TIME....You, GIRL, need to catch up! as for me- ANOTHER!" She slammed her glass down.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The sensation settling in her limbs was odd, as was the sloshing of strong alcohol in her stomach. Her limbs felt...weighted, almost like it was a dull ache. It was strange. Peculiar. Wide blue orbs slowly slid around, observing those present. Marcus, Delilah, Bastille, Rai, Lucien--

She blinked as the lattermost said her name, pairing it with a question.

With another blink, she tilted her head, slowly shifting the shot in her fingers, turning the glass clockwise against the table with her fingers walking along the clear sides. The conversations flowing around her were a bit harder to pick up, now. Certainly, it was mostly due to the alcohol on an empty stomach, she figured. Otherwise she would have been more on-edge with more people coming in.

Though, she recognized Mitsuki and took the time to give her a polite nod and tiny smile.

"I have been...adjusting. There has been a lot going on as of late." A new voice was noted, and Kyrie's blue eyes drifted to Rose as she spoke to Rai before looking back to Lucien. "And yourse--"

With a squeak of alarm, Kiyr let go of her glass, which teetered dangerously for a second or two before steadying as the blonde pitched herself at least a foot to the side, away from Lucien, in an instinctive surge away from the flurry of movement and cry of the newest woman. Her heart leaped into her throat and the wide-eyed blonde stared, almost shellshocked. Her head jerked towards Bastille at the exclamations and slam of the cup. Her heart settled heavily in her chest and began an anxious, thrumming beat.

...well. At least she didn't bolt.

[Lucien DeChain]

Lucien was starting to feel a bit... Strange. Heavy. Pleasurably so. Maybe it was the bustling conversations around him, maybe the company of friends, or maybe it was the alcohol... Maybe. Possibly.

At any rate, trying his hardest to keep up with everyone's conversations, he suddenly noticed a woman entering the room. He didn't recognize her, and somehow she seemed separate from the rest, even though many of Lucien's comrades greeted her warmly. Er, mostly warmly. Marcus said something about zombies and ninjas?

He casually pondered how that fight would go from the point of view of the clearly superior ninja, fighting the slow-moving, easily targeted zombies. Yep. They would definitely win.

His daydream was broken by Kiyr's soft voice, and Lucien turned again to face her. He smiled as she spoke, though they had only met twice now, it seemed like they were becoming fast friends, and connecting in ways that lifelong friends do.

Then he heard a noise. His voice being called. As he turned to look at the newest addition to the room, he was--

There are breasts in my face. Oh, that's silly. Rather, my face is surrounded by breasts. How silly of me.

As Rose caught him in her giant bodacious hug, Lucien could only keep his arms to the side, for he wouldn't have known what to do with them if they were to move.

"H-Hi Rose. Nice to see you."

He needed another drink. Much more drinks for this.

[Delilah A. Black]

"Hmm?"

"Babies."

Delilah's brow furrowed. Say what?

She listened with the glass half raised to her lips as Marcus talked about exactly what he meant by babies...which turned out to be a lot. There was a whole other side of it as well; what about the parents? The danger and vulnerability a pregnant woman and the sheer amount of stress that placed on her and the father (if he was still alive or around, which would be a miracle unto itself), and then there was finding food and shelter and birthing without dying and keeping the child alive...such a thing was nothing short of an amazing feat these days.

And the thought truly did brighten her disposition, despite the decidedly dreary turn of her thoughts. Because against all odds, that was what they were doing...some might die before their time, sure...but for the ones that made it, made it through this goddamned war...

The door opened and Delilah looked up to see Mitsuki. The mechanic beamed and got to her feet, waving the Japanese and Korean girl in, "Mitsuki! Good to see you! Please, come join us,"

She would gesture at everyone at the table as she announced their names, "Mitsuki, this is Lucien DeChain and Marcus Prasad of Crows, Kiyr Barrial, Raikotsu Sudeki, Bastille Amtrum (in case you didn't meet formally at the wedding), and...apparently Rose Sudeki, hello Rose.

Everyone, this is Mitsuki Park, Ambassador for peace in the fight against Barker."

Grinning (and a little pink in the cheeks at this point from the glorious whiskey), Delilah raised her shot glass to Mitsuki.

"So then. To Mitsuki Park...and each and every one of you. We've gotten as far as we have for as long as we have because of you.

"Here's to you and your spirit that gets us through. Kanpai."

[Mitsuki Park]

She offered nothing short of a kind and polite smile to those she was introduced to- which was basically everyone else in the room. She sat down (I don't know where everyone is sitting hence the generic 'she sat down' >.>) and arched a brow at her own introduction, and gave somewhat of a reluctant smile as a response. Not that she was uncomfortable with how she was introduced, it was just...new.

"Kanpai."

Though no alcohol was in her hand; just a mere nod of agreement, hehe. She rested her elbows on the table and her chin on her hands, curiously looking from one person to the next. She didn't know why this situation was as interesting as she thought it was...but tipsy drunk buzzed people, when around the right people, were typically fun people...right?

RIGHT.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai continues to drink smiling and carrying on with the small talks completely ignoring Rose.

"Awww Lucien you're so cute! Here."

Rose backs up a little letting Lucien out of her boobs so he could breath. Then fills up his cup and starts to pour it into his mouth.

"Drink more silly! This is a party!"

After Lucien finished his shot Rose would use the same cup and take a shot.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Carefully snatching her cup back up, the small blonde shuffled further over to the side, to Bastille, sitting quietly after keeping a wary eye on Rose.

With Delilah introducing Mitsuki, Kyrie managed a tentative nod. She remembered this woman from Bastille's wedding. She was with David and her dress had been both dreamy and exquisite with its unique colours. Feeling like she needed something to calm her frayed nerves from Rose's lunging outburst at Lucien, she downed her second shot.

With a long, slow exhale, Kyrie just sat for a while as it burned down her throat and warmed her stomach and amplified that curiously heavy feeling to her limbs.

[Lucien DeChain]

(OOC: Continuing because wanna keep the momentum goinggggg)

Lucien, having been released from that giant busty suffocation trap, nodded in welcome of the newcomer, Mitsuki Park. Japanese-Korean? Interesting. He would have to think more about that later --

"Awww Lucien you're so cute! Here. Drink more silly! This is a party!"

"Gurk-sputter fj;dsalgkj COUGHCOUGHCOUGH... Gaasp.. I was not ready for that..." He sighed as the alcohol was forcibly poured down his throat.

And then he saw Rose take his same cup - with his germs and drink from it.

OH MY GODS that is the most vile disgusting thing I've ever experienced. Does she know how awful that is?! She's sharing my germs! My saliva has entered her stomach - it's almost like cannibalism! ...Wait. That warm feeling in my stomach is kinda nice. Am I getting drunk, because I'm suddenly a lot more okay with everything.

He decided to do what was best in that moment and grabbed the cup back from the woman perched on his lap, pouring himself another drink and taking a sip from it. And, you know, it was kinda okay for some reason.

[Marcus Prasad]

Remaining relatively unnoticed suited Marcus just fine. It meant that he could attack the liquer with little to no resistance as well as just sit back and watch the show, laughing and slapping his hand onto the table in mirth as Rose crammed Luciens face into her fun pillows.

And wonder what the hell had made Kyr such a jumpy mess.

Every so often Marcus would just watch Kyr from the corner of his eye, sometimes even just shooting her quick glances here and there. He wondered if it would be rude to ask her what, if anything, had happened considering that despite sharing a piece of the same Qi, they weren't exactly what one would call famillier.

Mitsuki, bringer of world peace?
"How do you figure?"
Marcus would ask Delilah, hoping the first would elaborate further. In the past his tone would have been aggressive and confrontational. If there was a memo somewhere in his inbox about the young woman, he certainly didn't get it.
Times have changed though, and through a varied sequence of events the man had grown to become far less insecure over his position of Grim, his tone mirroring his complete ease and comfort that Delilah would have let him know sooner or later.
Though he didn't mind speeding that process up here and there.

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille dozing off from the conversation, her eyes intent on the drink in her hands. Really- having kids was exhausting. She already felt extremely sleepy....

[Delilah A. Black]

Delilah stared around with surprisingly keen eyes for the amount she had drank so far as she observed everyone at the table with a small smile. She had noticed Kiyr's edginess, but had tact enough not to say anything on the matter. She had a pretty good idea what was bothering the young blonde woman. Still.

Delilah reached across the table and patted the young woman's hand gently with a reassuring smile.

...The matter of Rose invading Lucien's personal space like that was another story. She was oddly protective of the young man, and she had a pretty good idea of how he was reacting. But, if he wasn't shoving the woman off of him, then she wasn't going to say anything.

Still, she DID find it odd that Raikotsu would just sit by while his subordinate made a fool of herself. And the first time she had met Rose, Delilah had pegged her as a level-headed girl with a calm personality.

...Drink changes everyone I guess.

"How do you figure?"

"Mm?" Delilah's attention was brought back to Marcus as he questioned her. About what, though?...OH, RIGHT, Mitsuki. The mechanic smiled and quirked an eyebrow at the burly man before waving a hand at him.

"'Ambassador for peace' is what I said, and Mitsuki is one in the same way that we all are. What she's been doing is working for not just one gang, but for all of us outside of Long Beach to find other rebels to join the cause."

Eyes drifted again towards a rather sleepy looking Bastille. She chuckled under her breath. Delilah nudged her with her elbow.

"Late nights ain't what they used to be, eh?"

[Marcus Prasad]

As Delilah elaborated, Marcus would listen with a tilt of his head, an absent smile spreading across his face as he digested this information. This was good! Offering Mitsuki a smile and a respectful nod of his head, he turned to Bastille and was about to speak when he noticed her state.

The booze had finaly began to reach his brain, and the lack of activity was making him drowsy as well. Seeing Bastille virtualy nodding off only made things worse.

Seriously? What the fuck!

Impatience would hook its talons into the mans skull. This was getting boring. People were talking shop. This wasn't a party. Lucien wanted a party!

Lucien was going to GET a party!

Slapping his hand on the table, Marcus rose to his feet like some ancient Kaiju monster rising from the deep and began to clear a space in the middle of the room without a single spoken word. Ensuring that he had at least 15 feet radius of clear space around him, he spun on his heels to face the rest of the folks gathered, tipping and swaying slightly like a modern day Jack Sparrow.

"I demand dancing! Who here among you ladyfolks dare cut the rug with one as dangerous as I?"
He challenged with his trademark wolfish grin. A mischevious gleam in his eyes.
"Or if you wish we could continue our fucking tea party for boring folks."

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille was about to answer Delilah when Marcus' outburst made her raise a hefty brow. It seemed she didn't quite understand why she was moving back or what was going- something he voice just to make perfectly clear.

"What's going on again?"

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai continued drinking, not really part of any conversation just listening. Rose however seemed to be overly... Infatuated with Lucien. Laughing and slapping him in the back as he took another drink.

"Atta boy! Better keep up with me, its never polite to let a lady out drink you, ya know."

She would wink at Lucien grabbing her own cup now and filling it up drinking it all in one go.