11.May.18, 11:50 PM
Looking around the weyr Nerreh was fairly pleased by the chaos she’d caused. Some of the Candidates got so serious and tense, especially around Hatchings. And some of her already Impressed friends felt like they couldn’t hang out with Candidates anymore, which was dumb. She’d tried to drag a few dragonriding friends in, and there were a couple — Nerreh saw R’dare, which was great, and a couple others. Not as many as she’d hoped though. Not a single bronzerider had appeared, though Nerreh had invited several. Thought they were too good for her party now or something, mingling with Candidates was beneath them. Whatever, N’mor was boring anyway.
There were also a few sets of people getting a little too hands-on for Nerreh’s liking. “Hey, hey, there are children here, for shame.” She teased, calling over to the couples (and one group of three, no judgement), startling most of them. “If you want to get it on, there are plenty of empty weyrs right over there for you to choose from. None of us want to see it though.” Nerreh gave them all a raised eyebrow until they either scooted away from each other in embarrassment or left the room giggling. Nerreh shook her head in amusement, before noticing the burgeoning game of strip poker.
“I’m in, but it’s my birthday, so I’m not stripping,” She said, after carefully moving her cushion and collected gifts — Nerreh did not trust these people not to touch her stuff, especially not drunk — and setting them down near R’dare. “Here, you can be my surrogate. I play, you take off the clothing, sound fair?” She said, grabbing a nearby guest and grinning wickedly at them.
want to be the strip surrogate? go for it. ;p
There were also a few sets of people getting a little too hands-on for Nerreh’s liking. “Hey, hey, there are children here, for shame.” She teased, calling over to the couples (and one group of three, no judgement), startling most of them. “If you want to get it on, there are plenty of empty weyrs right over there for you to choose from. None of us want to see it though.” Nerreh gave them all a raised eyebrow until they either scooted away from each other in embarrassment or left the room giggling. Nerreh shook her head in amusement, before noticing the burgeoning game of strip poker.
“I’m in, but it’s my birthday, so I’m not stripping,” She said, after carefully moving her cushion and collected gifts — Nerreh did not trust these people not to touch her stuff, especially not drunk — and setting them down near R’dare. “Here, you can be my surrogate. I play, you take off the clothing, sound fair?” She said, grabbing a nearby guest and grinning wickedly at them.
want to be the strip surrogate? go for it. ;p