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Unless someone slipped him something, the Meth comes later.
Sounds like someone needs to make a Perception check! ^_^
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Sounds like someone needs to make a Perception check! ^_^
Hah, dont worry, food should be the least of everyone's concerns once I post. Time to experiment with, you know, the downsides of untrained, unsanctioned power use?
Untrained, unsanctioned power use... WHILE ON METH!!
@Monochromatic Rainbow
It would probably be bad, both for Adrianne's self-confidence & everyone else's guts!
It would probably be bad, both for Adrianne's self-confidence & everyone else's guts!
@Rithy Drugging everyone huh? x3
Clearly it's just a necessary boost given the current level of fatigue everyone's displaying! :D
@Monochromatic Rainbow
Adrianne would like to be excluded from the cooking rotation for... reasons...
Postie up!
Adrianne's dinner is ALMOST complete(and she may or may not have just have given the party the 40K equivalent of amphetamine in shake form)...
... this is going to end well! ^_^
Adrianne's dinner is ALMOST complete(and she may or may not have just have given the party the 40K equivalent of amphetamine in shake form)...
... this is going to end well! ^_^
"I'm going to have to say that competitions are not allowed anymore."
"That... " Adrianne was about to say something, when she eventually glanced up at the cream clinging to the side of the walls and bottom of the roof with one of her purple eyes, and then back at Zhevon.
" ... that was the sisters of battle's fault! They distracted me!"
Adrianne frowned slightly at saying that. Surely if there had been no one to talk against her, she would never have gotten riled up enough as to whip cream across the kitchen! There was no doubt that she was the victim here!
"Hey Adrianne, how's dinner coming along?"
"Ohhh, it's done!" Adrianne said, suddenly realizing that the main soup which was currently sitting on the stove was at the point of boiling over. With a quick gesture from her hand, the large pot jumped over to one of the counters instead, the thick, creamy substance inside of it rolling about as various giblets of vegetables and what could only be assumed to be pieces of meat floated to the surface.
"Next time I'm ordering food, it's probably less stress... "
The Psyker thought to herself as she looked at the soup, before quickly ransacking the spice shelf and dumped some of the bags down into the soup. After all, even if the initial project might not have been a success, anything could be remedied by an appropriately liberal addition of spices as to eliminate the original taste!
Noticing how sleepy the rest of the group seemed to be however, Adrianne had also produced some homemade blue shakes, yet the lack of energy around in the group convinced her that she might need to add a boost. And so the Psyker produced some caffeine pills, along side various other "cognitive-enhancing-battlefield-drugs" which she casually dropped into the shakes before handing them out to the rest of the group.
"Here's some shakes to get you guys back into shape, and the dinner will be about any minute now!" Adrianne said as she went around to hand the blue shakes out to the rest, though paused to give Stukov a look. Kneeling down to him, she would speak in a whisper to Stukov.
"Are you alright? I recommend you stay a safe distance away from the Sisters. They have chronic anger management issues, which is not helped by the perpetual stick they got up their butts!"
"That... " Adrianne was about to say something, when she eventually glanced up at the cream clinging to the side of the walls and bottom of the roof with one of her purple eyes, and then back at Zhevon.
" ... that was the sisters of battle's fault! They distracted me!"
Adrianne frowned slightly at saying that. Surely if there had been no one to talk against her, she would never have gotten riled up enough as to whip cream across the kitchen! There was no doubt that she was the victim here!
"Hey Adrianne, how's dinner coming along?"
"Ohhh, it's done!" Adrianne said, suddenly realizing that the main soup which was currently sitting on the stove was at the point of boiling over. With a quick gesture from her hand, the large pot jumped over to one of the counters instead, the thick, creamy substance inside of it rolling about as various giblets of vegetables and what could only be assumed to be pieces of meat floated to the surface.
"Next time I'm ordering food, it's probably less stress... "
The Psyker thought to herself as she looked at the soup, before quickly ransacking the spice shelf and dumped some of the bags down into the soup. After all, even if the initial project might not have been a success, anything could be remedied by an appropriately liberal addition of spices as to eliminate the original taste!
Noticing how sleepy the rest of the group seemed to be however, Adrianne had also produced some homemade blue shakes, yet the lack of energy around in the group convinced her that she might need to add a boost. And so the Psyker produced some caffeine pills, along side various other "cognitive-enhancing-battlefield-drugs" which she casually dropped into the shakes before handing them out to the rest of the group.
"Here's some shakes to get you guys back into shape, and the dinner will be about any minute now!" Adrianne said as she went around to hand the blue shakes out to the rest, though paused to give Stukov a look. Kneeling down to him, she would speak in a whisper to Stukov.
"Are you alright? I recommend you stay a safe distance away from the Sisters. They have chronic anger management issues, which is not helped by the perpetual stick they got up their butts!"
Vashi smiled at the Draenei at that comment.
Even though Mei might initially appear as a big, bad and nigh indestructible warrior; much like Vashi's Captain; she still could not hide the signs of exhaustion that were currently visible all over the Draenei's being. Whilst Mei might have carried herself with a hard, outer shell; it had at this point plenty of cracks with which to see through to the softer inside.
”You know... miss Vashi, I cannot explain it, but your presence calms me... I haven't felt like this for a long time.”
"You may be a big bad warrior who has mastered any physical weapon, but I think one important thing that you never mastered is this." Vashi said with a soft smile as she reached one hand up and placed it on the left side of Mei's chest, all the while eying the Draenei's reaction.
Being around the Draenei gave the mage a strange feeling of acceptance. The look she was receiving from Mei was very different from what she was used to receiving from her peers in the warband, who usually looked at her with a certain bit of disdain and even fear, as if she was going to blow up at any minute! No, there was no such awkward tension coming from Mei, who seemed to have no problems staying so close to her, despite her affinity for the arcane. It did not seem to bother the Draenei one bit, as she seemed genuinely relaxed and at peace. For once, it felt like she could talk without everyone around her jumping as if she was about to chant a spell.
At the mention of exhaustion, there was a thoughtful expression on Vashi's face as she threw a quick look around in the corridors of the mansion all around them.
"Why don't we find a room? Right now we stand the risk of falling right in the path of any of my sisters' drunk shenanigans." Vashi suggested, looking up at Mei.
"Though we probably should stay off the first floor, and the basement is too cold... what if we try upstairs?!"
Even though Mei might initially appear as a big, bad and nigh indestructible warrior; much like Vashi's Captain; she still could not hide the signs of exhaustion that were currently visible all over the Draenei's being. Whilst Mei might have carried herself with a hard, outer shell; it had at this point plenty of cracks with which to see through to the softer inside.
”You know... miss Vashi, I cannot explain it, but your presence calms me... I haven't felt like this for a long time.”
"You may be a big bad warrior who has mastered any physical weapon, but I think one important thing that you never mastered is this." Vashi said with a soft smile as she reached one hand up and placed it on the left side of Mei's chest, all the while eying the Draenei's reaction.
Being around the Draenei gave the mage a strange feeling of acceptance. The look she was receiving from Mei was very different from what she was used to receiving from her peers in the warband, who usually looked at her with a certain bit of disdain and even fear, as if she was going to blow up at any minute! No, there was no such awkward tension coming from Mei, who seemed to have no problems staying so close to her, despite her affinity for the arcane. It did not seem to bother the Draenei one bit, as she seemed genuinely relaxed and at peace. For once, it felt like she could talk without everyone around her jumping as if she was about to chant a spell.
At the mention of exhaustion, there was a thoughtful expression on Vashi's face as she threw a quick look around in the corridors of the mansion all around them.
"Why don't we find a room? Right now we stand the risk of falling right in the path of any of my sisters' drunk shenanigans." Vashi suggested, looking up at Mei.
"Though we probably should stay off the first floor, and the basement is too cold... what if we try upstairs?!"
“Because from where I’m standing, it seems pretty damn plausible”
"Ohhh, don't be sooo shy, lil-Ridy-bidy. I know a place we can have all for ourselves!"
Before the Draenei could even answer, the muffled but still very sultry voice of a particularly familiar Night Elf could be heard coming from outside the heavy storage door to the room. They were accompanied by some soft footsteps, as well as what sounded like the sounds of struggle from second Night Elf.
"Ngh-no, I don't know what you mean, I'm not any Ridy-bidy!"
"Awww, you're so cute when you're shy!"
A heavy kick to the dungeon door would knock it open as it flew to the side and slammed into the stone wall with a heavy crash! Outside, through a small cloud of dust that had been raised, would be the familiar outline of a pink haired Night Elf. Walking backwards into the dungeon, would be a pink haired Night Elf wearing nothing more than an undersized red velvet vest that struggled to not tear from Naliyah's cleavage, and a simple leather belt with a pouch at the side sitting over her big, bubbly butt on display for all. The other Night Elf with her carried a striking resemblance to Rithrynn however, the same face and deep blue hair, the only difference being a lack of the usual war paint and a slightly less revealing uniform than standard.
The chevalier-Rithrynn would be the first one to notice the other occupants in the room, her facial expression going from concerned whilst fighting against Naliyah's iron grip around her to surprised when she saw the rest; and particularly Malizia.
Naliyah on the other hand would continue to giggle, until she noticed that "Rithrynn" was no longer looking at her, at which point she turned around and noticed the other occupants in the room, where she let out a wordless 'ohhh...'."
" ... oh, oopsie! I hope me and Rithy here did not disturb you guys?" Naliyah smiled as she hugged harder around Chevalier-Rithrynn, the latter gaining a visible darker purple look on her face as she struggled to breathe!
"Ohhh, don't be sooo shy, lil-Ridy-bidy. I know a place we can have all for ourselves!"
Before the Draenei could even answer, the muffled but still very sultry voice of a particularly familiar Night Elf could be heard coming from outside the heavy storage door to the room. They were accompanied by some soft footsteps, as well as what sounded like the sounds of struggle from second Night Elf.
"Ngh-no, I don't know what you mean, I'm not any Ridy-bidy!"
"Awww, you're so cute when you're shy!"
A heavy kick to the dungeon door would knock it open as it flew to the side and slammed into the stone wall with a heavy crash! Outside, through a small cloud of dust that had been raised, would be the familiar outline of a pink haired Night Elf. Walking backwards into the dungeon, would be a pink haired Night Elf wearing nothing more than an undersized red velvet vest that struggled to not tear from Naliyah's cleavage, and a simple leather belt with a pouch at the side sitting over her big, bubbly butt on display for all. The other Night Elf with her carried a striking resemblance to Rithrynn however, the same face and deep blue hair, the only difference being a lack of the usual war paint and a slightly less revealing uniform than standard.
The chevalier-Rithrynn would be the first one to notice the other occupants in the room, her facial expression going from concerned whilst fighting against Naliyah's iron grip around her to surprised when she saw the rest; and particularly Malizia.
Naliyah on the other hand would continue to giggle, until she noticed that "Rithrynn" was no longer looking at her, at which point she turned around and noticed the other occupants in the room, where she let out a wordless 'ohhh...'."
" ... oh, oopsie! I hope me and Rithy here did not disturb you guys?" Naliyah smiled as she hugged harder around Chevalier-Rithrynn, the latter gaining a visible darker purple look on her face as she struggled to breathe!
@Eisenhorn
Well, about the sanity part, the warp powers might just fry his sanity regardless...
... but hey, a madman can still wield a shotgun!! ^_^
Well, about the sanity part, the warp powers might just fry his sanity regardless...
... but hey, a madman can still wield a shotgun!! ^_^
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