[h3][color=0076a3][center]Miya & Ishia [/center][/color][/h3]

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[color=0076a3]"No? But you keep calling her master."[/color] It was obvious Ishia wasn't particularly buying that they didn't have that particular kind of relationship, but didn't press the issue. [color=0076a3]"Ara, that's boring..."[/color] Was the only thing said as he trailed off to make them their drinks. Miya for the most part returned to her silence, trying to wrap her head around this concept.

Wasn't...of their world? Different dimension? Just...the concept was a foreign one to the Oni. She knew of realms out there aside from the mortal plane. The realm of gods, devils which was her ancestors was from, as well as the underworld and quite a number of other ones that made up the world. She roughly understood the concept since it wasn't exactly a new one - but the consideration there was a number of other realms out there that weren't one that followed the conventional thinking of her homeland...well, the possibilities were almost endless then, weren't they?

Quinton bringing them the drinks brought her out of her thoughts, if only momentary.

[color=6ecff6]"Oh, uhm, thank you."[/color] Miya replied, taking the beverage. It didn't smell particularly strong, but then again with her and Ishia's constitution, most other peoples would find what they considered 'strong' to be too much.

[color=0076a3]"Thaaaanks."[/color] Ishia stretched lazily, swiping the mug and...downing it in almost a few seconds.

Miya simply took a swing of the drink. It definitely wasn't something from Zin, but it wasn't particularly bad either. If people asked why she drank so much, they'd only have to look across the table at the little ball of lust, laziness, and alcohol that was Ishia. More importantly, they shouldn't spend to long here...they should be getting home. They had things to do - she couldn't just be sitting around here drinking.

Ishia was silent as well, observing her friend as she placed her now empty mug on the table. The beast-kin kept up her normally languid expression as she did so. Miya was thinking hard about something, she could tell. Probably about this whole situation. Miya had a tendency not to know how to have fun at times, aside from fighting. As much as she liked that herself, Miya really did need more fun pastimes aside from that and the occasional midnight kinky fun times.

And as her friend, it was her duty to try and help her.

[color=6ecff6]"Ishia...Where do you think you are touching?"[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Hmm...nice, firm, rather small but still-Blurff."[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"Not in public you harlot!"[/color] Miya seethed.

[color=0076a3]"Whaaat? You just looked like you were over thinkin' this whole thing."[/color] The lizard chuckled, a red hand mark decorating the side of her face. [color=0076a3]"Relax Miya. You need to stop being so serious, heh."[/color] Miya simply glared silently at Ishia. [color=0076a3]"But eheh, you can hit me again if it'll make you feel better. In fact, feel free to hit me again whenever you want."[/color] Miya simply glowered, drinking the rest of her drink. No way she was going to help that lizard...er, do what she normally does. Still though...she couldn't say she was wrong. She was overthinking things perhaps a bit.

[color=peru]"Compliments of the bold lady over there."[/color]

The Oni blinked in surprised. Miya was not used to having people by drinks for her. Normally, she was the one doing that for drunk and slobby sitting across from her.

[color=0076a3]"Heh, seems like we're popular,"[/color] Ishia chuckled, picking up the drink. [color=0076a3]"Up for a party of three?"[/color]

[color=6ecff6]"...not happening."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Heh, suit yourself. Thanks for the drink."[/color] She said, slowly sitting up with her usual relaxed form. Her tail brushed gently against Jameson's leg as she left with a suggestive grin, walking over to where Nariah was sitting.

[color=0076a3]"Thanks for the drink,"[/color] She chuckled when she arrived. [color=0076a3]"Miya says hi too, she's just a bit...[b]ornery[/b] sometimes."[/color] There was the sound of a mug slamming on the table as Miya got halfway out of her seat.

[color=6ecff6]"I CAN HEAR YOU THANK YOU."[/color]

[color=0076a3]"Pretty odd place we've found ourselves in, eh?"[/color] She asked the warrior, taking a seat across from her, not making any sort of effort to hide her interest in the other.

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Miya meanwhile, only sighed and sat back down. Well, if Ishia wanted to attempt to sleep with everything in this bar, she wasn't going to stop her. She shook her head. She was right, really. She was overthinking things a bit, but well, she didn't have time to be sitting around in some unknown bar this far away from home. Sure she was a bandit, treasure hunter, and didn't typically have much in the way of 'pressing business' but...She reached for the drink, just noticing now that Jameson had decided to join the two of them...or her, now, rather.

[color=6ecff6]"...Oh. Uh, hi. Sorry, didn't see you there."[/color]