Xaltwind
Vaunivor
Lugubrious
RPM
Deadline
Stryder BC
Emma
Stratya Durmand
Time: 25th, 10 am
Location: Edwards Estate
Attire: Officer’s Formal
Family Dirk + Crest
Interactions: Duke Gideon @PapaOso, Anastacia @princess, Duchess Victoria
Mentions: Drake @Lava Alckon, Ariella @Tpartywithzombi, Cassius @Helo
She felt a little out of place. Perhaps she should have stepped apart, when Gideon had come to speak to his daugh’er? Too late now. She paused her speaking to take a sip from her cocktail when she heard it. Like there had been a lull in most conversations except hers, perhaps.
”...we could play strip poker.”
She stopped halfway through her cocktail, controlling herself from spitting it out from surprise. The knight managed to swallow it properly. What a wild idea! That was the princess’s voice, alright. That young lady kept surprising Stratya with her free spirit. However, the Princess also seemed to be a bit, ah, danger-prone, perhaps? She could recall hearing of two separate instances. She didn’t want to ruin the Princess’s fun, and besides, Anastacia was an adult. She was old enough to make these decisions for herself.
Yet the knight felt torn. It really didn’t seem like a good idea to let the princess do something like this with people who were ultimately only just new acquaintances, known for days at most. Her safety had to take priority.
Duchess Victoria shouted across the party at her daughter. What a fantastic parent. As Ariella excused herself, Stratya spoke to her before she could leave, "Lady Ariella, le's talk when there's nowt alc'hol involved." She gave the young lady a warm smile and nodded, before downing the rest of her cocktail and turning to Gideon, ”I believe I ‘eard a mat’er I ‘ad bes’ tend to, Duke Gideon. Please, excuse me, as well.” As she turned to put the cocktail on the table, she leaned against the surface to steady herself as things spun a bit. ”Ooh, ‘at’s strong. Heehee.” And tasty. Clearly, she had to take a closer look at the alcohols available to her. On the other hand, getting drunk too quickly took some of the fun out of it. You couldn’t play beer ball with this stuff, you’d be on your ass after one round.
Lord Drake began his performance as Stratya crossed to the Pricness’s table. He’s quite good.
The knight came to stand besides the Princess and her Royal Cushion, and spoke softly to the Princess. It wouldn’t do to disrupt Drake’s performance, ”I am sure you arre awarre I simply cannae le’ you play such a game, Prrincess Anastacia,” she looked as a cocktail was placed into her hand, causing her to pause. She brought the cocktail in front of herself, watching it, before continuing, ”wit’ou’ a.. sui’able perrsonal escorr’. I cannae leave you unprrotected forr such an even', aye? I’ seems nae tasteful to ‘ave a man for t’ job.. S’ppose I’d be t’ woman for i’, then, eh?”
She sat herself at the table and listened as Lord Drake continued to play, ”ooh, he’s qui’e good.” She let the performance dance in her ears, and looked over to Lady Charlotte as she heard Drake’s proclamation. She could make a joke about her being popular, but it was more impressive that she’d written a piece of music to be played, and that it was such a pleasant thing to listen to! ”Lady Charrlotte surre is somethin’. A sweet’earrt and talented, too? Hoo.”
She’d just turned back to the table when she heard everyone gasp, and a body go ‘thump’ to the ground. She turned quickly, but found that so many other bodies were already responding, including Prince Callum and Ariella. What she saw happen next was very interesting, though.
Victoria. What a vile woman. So vicious to her own children. She watched her body language as she berated her son for being drunk off the drinks at the party she arranged. She remembered Victoria's berating of her daughter, just moments ago, for enjoying being a free spirit. Perhaps it was the drink, but Stratya turned in her seat and leaned back on the table, crossing her legs as she held her cocktail up in her hand away from the table. She cupped her other hand to her mouth and shouted up, at Victoria,
“Take off yerr shoes!”
She watched Victoria, waiting to make eye contact and stare her down, as she sipped her cocktail slowly.
