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06.Jun.22, 04:00 AM
Yfris had changed after dinner into far more casual attire of simple blue pants and an untucked, unbuttoned pale yellow shirt. He already wore his leather mask--one of several he had commissioned his wife to make. Today's was dark blue with swirls of gold that moulded to his face rather nicely. Cazan truly was skilled. She was also fun but constantly stuck at the Weyr. he was due another visit soon and he'd work on her again about hosting her own masked party with some of their favourite dragonriders. And when that was shot down again, he'd simply angle for getting T'ryn to join them and Kordiavis. It was always fun when he eventually caved.
"Mylorah, we'll meet you there," he smiled at the woman and her adorable little kiss, knowing there would be a lot more than that to come that night. But the entertainment hadn't begun yet and Yfris really did hate being punched and didn't want to bleed on his shirt so he behaved in the hall with K'dar so close. After she flounced away, Yfris turned a dazzling smile on his favourite bronzerider and held up the bottle he held.
"I premixed this just for you, my sexy and terribly picky friend." He popped the cork to let K'dar get a whiff of his preferred whiskey sour before cooking it again and handing it over. "I promise you as a responsible and caring host, nothing else has been added. I prefer to keep all of that labeled and on its own table to avoid mixing and overdosing on something." He knew his reputation, even encouraged it, but the well-being of his guests wasn't something he slacked off over. On top of that, he knew the Weyr guests had been through a lot when it came to poisoned drinks and food and wanted to reassure K'dar one more time. "I personally just did it, of course, so I expect great compensation tonight." He grinned, making the statement playful and flirty, as he was known for, instead of just reassuring.
"Mylorah, we'll meet you there," he smiled at the woman and her adorable little kiss, knowing there would be a lot more than that to come that night. But the entertainment hadn't begun yet and Yfris really did hate being punched and didn't want to bleed on his shirt so he behaved in the hall with K'dar so close. After she flounced away, Yfris turned a dazzling smile on his favourite bronzerider and held up the bottle he held.
"I premixed this just for you, my sexy and terribly picky friend." He popped the cork to let K'dar get a whiff of his preferred whiskey sour before cooking it again and handing it over. "I promise you as a responsible and caring host, nothing else has been added. I prefer to keep all of that labeled and on its own table to avoid mixing and overdosing on something." He knew his reputation, even encouraged it, but the well-being of his guests wasn't something he slacked off over. On top of that, he knew the Weyr guests had been through a lot when it came to poisoned drinks and food and wanted to reassure K'dar one more time. "I personally just did it, of course, so I expect great compensation tonight." He grinned, making the statement playful and flirty, as he was known for, instead of just reassuring.
