Snow, on the other hand, wore his heavy boots everywhere. The beloved footwear was well broken in, and his feet were huge besides.. He drank down most of an ale, nearly gagging, "Ugh.. they might be getting worse. You sure this ain't just dishwater?" he relentlessly finished it, though.
"Believe me, this is the best drink in Lowtown. If you desire good alcohol and... clean glasses, the Sandsea is much better a choice." She laughed and emptied her glass, picking up her... fourth?... fourth drink that evening. "You do recall that I am noisy when sotted, correct? You'll have to deal with getting me into the palace without alerting everyone."
"I think I can handle it." he was beginning to feel the booze, though he was hardly floored, picking up the next glass, "You're noisy other times, too, sweety." he smirked, nuzzling her neck affectionately. Snow, on the other hand, was a lusty drunk.
She giggled slightly, stifling it with her drink, choking down as much of it as she could. Her eyes were glassy and she smiled at him. "Your mind is never far from the gutters," she teased, leaning to kiss him softly. She smiled and gently backed from the kiss, finishing her drink, feeling her head beginning to swim.
He smirked again, and shrugged, "That's okay.. I don't think you mind it too much." his hand had snuck up from her waist to her shoulder, his fingers dangling on the tops of her breasts, feeling pleasantly buzzed when he finished his latest ale. He was right, though, it was beginning to taste good~!
She smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. "Mmn... perhaps we should return home soon, before I am unable to stand. Conspirator to piracy I may be, yet I cannot handle my alcohol as well as I used to," she yawned softly, if only because she felt quite languid then. Her eyes were quite glazed and she was slightly slurring her words.
"We'll have to walk, so yeah, it might be a good time to stop.." he smiled, and kissed her cheek gently, putting down plenty of money to cover their drinks. Then he stood, wavering slightly, "Phoo.. okay, I think we can make it back."
Ashe rose too quickly, swaying a little before laughing. "Quickly, before the room begins spinning," she chuckled, grasping his hand and dragging him towards the door. She was a little slower to swat away and sly gropes but a lot harsher in doing so. Drunken Queen on a rampage.
Snow even went so far as to literally kick a man out of his way, ages spent Blitzing resulting in a massive amount of power that his body adequately represented. "Right, let's be on our way huh?" he grinned to his Queen, and was the next one to grope her, kissing her sweetly and sweeping her out the door only a little clumsily.
Ashelia laughed against his mouth, staggering a little as she headed across the street to the Moogling, snuggling into Snow when they were transported through the city and much nearer the palace. Still, they had to get inside the palace without being caught. If Basch spotted them, he'd lecture her, but the aides and attendants were far worse.
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"Believe me, this is the best drink in Lowtown. If you desire good alcohol and... clean glasses, the Sandsea is much better a choice." She laughed and emptied her glass, picking up her... fourth?... fourth drink that evening. "You do recall that I am noisy when sotted, correct? You'll have to deal with getting me into the palace without alerting everyone."
"I think I can handle it." he was beginning to feel the booze, though he was hardly floored, picking up the next glass, "You're noisy other times, too, sweety." he smirked, nuzzling her neck affectionately. Snow, on the other hand, was a lusty drunk.
She giggled slightly, stifling it with her drink, choking down as much of it as she could. Her eyes were glassy and she smiled at him. "Your mind is never far from the gutters," she teased, leaning to kiss him softly. She smiled and gently backed from the kiss, finishing her drink, feeling her head beginning to swim.
He smirked again, and shrugged, "That's okay.. I don't think you mind it too much." his hand had snuck up from her waist to her shoulder, his fingers dangling on the tops of her breasts, feeling pleasantly buzzed when he finished his latest ale. He was right, though, it was beginning to taste good~!
She smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. "Mmn... perhaps we should return home soon, before I am unable to stand. Conspirator to piracy I may be, yet I cannot handle my alcohol as well as I used to," she yawned softly, if only because she felt quite languid then. Her eyes were quite glazed and she was slightly slurring her words.
"We'll have to walk, so yeah, it might be a good time to stop.." he smiled, and kissed her cheek gently, putting down plenty of money to cover their drinks. Then he stood, wavering slightly, "Phoo.. okay, I think we can make it back."
Ashe rose too quickly, swaying a little before laughing. "Quickly, before the room begins spinning," she chuckled, grasping his hand and dragging him towards the door. She was a little slower to swat away and sly gropes but a lot harsher in doing so. Drunken Queen on a rampage.
Snow even went so far as to literally kick a man out of his way, ages spent Blitzing resulting in a massive amount of power that his body adequately represented. "Right, let's be on our way huh?" he grinned to his Queen, and was the next one to grope her, kissing her sweetly and sweeping her out the door only a little clumsily.
Ashelia laughed against his mouth, staggering a little as she headed across the street to the Moogling, snuggling into Snow when they were transported through the city and much nearer the palace. Still, they had to get inside the palace without being caught. If Basch spotted them, he'd lecture her, but the aides and attendants were far worse.