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There was some sort of beach party happening, and Amor had decided to take the rest of the day off battling, and come see what all the hub bub was about. Of course it was everything he was use to when he was forced to attend such things during his travels. Amor very rarely attended parties like this of his own volition, but he figured that Josh Dragomir was around here somewhere, and that at least gave him some comfort. After all the last time they had gotten drunk they had saved a city the very next city. Fighting hungover was not a pleasant experience, but Amor wanted to cut loose a little today. Walter had often mentioned how wound up he seemed to be, and if he was going to try, and do things differently in this region that he had to learn to have fun.

It was such an amusing solution, but if Walter complained about the state he was in when he went home, he would remind him that he told him to have fun. So when the drinking challenge was issued by the woman, Amor walked up to the bar, and ordered five shots immediately. Draco was standing near him like the Draconic bodyguard that he was. Adontis had been left at home with the maids, and Walter for the night as Amor wasn't going to expose him to such things for a while. He was still a baby after all, and even if he evolved, he would always be that to Amor.

One after the other Amor downed his shots, he wasn't going to waste his time, if they wanted to see who could hold their liquor the best he wasn't going to waste his time. Draco looked at his trainer concerned for a moment never having seen him indulge in such things before. What effect would it have on him, and was he going to have to protect him more from himself than anyone else? The Dragonite continued to observe, and stick close to his trainer, contemplating what the rest of the evening would entail after this.

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X | X | X -10 from each roll!

129-50= 79

Breakdown: Feel free to chat him up if you want to! His Dragonite is friendly I promise!

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Chu-e pushed the virgin Strawberry Daiquiri a little closer to Eris Halla since she still hadn't taken it. Wouldn't want the strawberry slushie to melt before she could drink it.

"You can have this drink, Errie." He ruffled her hair and gave her a big hug in return before settling back down in his spot before. It looked like this was turning into Party Central. Shame that Chu-e was nasty and evil since he did like most of the people gathered here. Or, at least he had had positive experiences with them so far.

"Kind of weird that we all know each other. Like, there have to be more than a few hundred people in the region." But he says it with a grin, picking up three of the shots and knocking them back like he had earlier. A pleased sigh at the burn.

"Eris, if I get drunk, Prince will get you whatever takeout you want to take home."

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FESTIVAL OF CHAMPIONS

FEVER HIGH IN A COMPETITION OF THE GREATEST

WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE. He can’t keep up. Multiple conversations resume as everyone interacts with each other. Fernando can barely catch some of the exchanges as he tries to remain tethered to his own.

Someone else answers Zac Ramsay before he can. So he takes a backseat, silent, allowing them a chance to mingle and him to eavesdrop. At least until giona ferrara joins in.

“That’s where fire moves will take you in this heat.”

Standard small talk but one that brings a smile to his face, if only to keep up appearances.

“But a good match. I hope you’ve kept that level of performance in your other matches.”

And he means it, after all, Giona is one of the few and privileged to earn the Silph Badge. Sure, Fernando may have given them out like candy, but that still puts him in the top half of trainers he’s encountered.

He hears his name come up in Stormy Silph’s conversation and his expression sours. His disapproval is almost comedic if not for the way he seems uneasy, turning away from Stormy’s direction.

And from this new angle he spots none other than kyle lopez. To see the Champion alone surprises him but then he remembers; he’s pretty much Kyle’s only and best friend.

“Shot party?”

He repeats Lars’ request while coming up with one of his own. The repeated clink of his empty shot glasses is used to draw attention to himself as he raises his voice.

“Attention!”

And Kyle, who witnessed firsthand how Fernando treats his good friends, such as kim cole-essam at the Christmas party, should know what’s coming. Especially as he stares straight at him.

“Anyone able to convince this fine gentleman,” he points to Razz Kingsman. “Or our Champion, kyle lopez, to take a shot with every League member here, will earn free drinks for everyone for the rest of the night.”

A small price to pay to see them suffer. That’s what friends and bosses are for, right?

Razz Kingsman giona ferrara kyle lopez Laurence Anderson Stormy Silph

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She's barely settled in her seat when a certain blond vigilante comes barreling though, somehow weaving between the mass of people to slam an arm around her shoulders. Well, halfway around her shoulders, since angelo vestri 's kind of occupying the other half. The impact sends Captain Dross teetering on the edge of her seat before she manages to find her equilibrium.

"Kaz!" Joyful, exuberant laughter spills from her lips, fingers reaching out to pinch his biceps with a good-natured (mostly, at least) smirk. "Are you asking me to carry you back home?" Her smirk widens. "Cuz I'd do it. Easily." As if to prove her point, Skyler reaches over to steal Kazimir Wynter 's drink for herself, knocking it back with no hesitation whatsoever. "What - what the hell is this?!"

It seems Zac Ramsay 's special brand of Charja-Cola doesn't really mix well with tequila.

Quicksilver eyes slide over to Stormy Silph then, glinting with barely concealed mischief when she leans forward to peer up at the woman from beneath dark lashes. "I knew it, Storms." There's a steely intensity in the way the words roll from her tongue, only dulled by the alcoholic haze creeping up on the captain. "I'll make a pirate out of you yet." A promise? A joke? A tease? Who knew. 

Ah, she'd missed Stormy.

The sharp taste of cheap tequila is halfway down her throat when samuel carter 's words reach her ears. Silver eyes widen, followed by choked laughter as the liquid in her throat suddenly attempts to reverse its course. "Captain's - what?"

Torn between coughing and laughing, the captain lets it subside before leaning her head back against the familiar shape of one angelo vestri . An altogether too-satisfied devilish grin curves her lips. "Hear that, Angel? You're my bitch now." 

Her words are as good as a declaration of war. And also her own unique brand of flirting.

Attention caught by the glint of amber liquid and a familiar voice, Skyler meets Laurence Anderson 's declaration with a bold, challenging grin. "Spiky, you're here! And you brought some good shit."  Unlike Razz Kingsman , she's entirely comfortable in this setting, reveling in the drunken cheer, unashamedly adding to it. "C'mon, don't be greedy. Share with us." Two shot glasses drag across the table in the Head Ranger's direction. Should he share his alcoholic spoils with her, she'd knock them back. At the same time. 

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