2040/Girltalk for Villainesses

Girltalk for Villainesses
Date of Scene:	17 April 2015
Location:	The Citadel - Pleasure Palace
Synopsis:	Yari invites Sanary and Ferham over for a slumber party! Girltalk, popcorn, movies, booze, and cuteness transpires!
Cast of Characters:	516, 691, Sanary Rondel

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Yari Takane (691) has posed:
With Sanary having a rough time, what better thing to do that to grab two close to her and have a proper girl's night in? Yari has invited Ferham and Sanary over to her quarters on the Citadel. While she's sure that the Legatus would allow them aboard the Dreadnaught, it's best to keep such visits official! So her quarters it is.

The Citadel is often a more convenient base for a scout Centurion and spy, and so it's about as decorated as the one back home. Wall scrolls written in Doman, all spouting Garlean propaganda, a few framed poems and paintings, a rather decadently equipped kitchen, and a nice bed and living room rounds out her quarters.

Oddly enough, if one spies the bedroom, there's a number of lava lamps, it's warm, and the bed itself is...round? Strange!

The living room is a bit more normal: a big, black couch with enough room for two to stretch out, and three to generally lounge about in a pile of limbs. A plasma tv and magitek-player is in front of it, and a few side-tables with various drinks are carefully set about.

When Yari comes to the door, she's dressed in a cotton blue shirt, some sweatpants, and slippers. Tonberry-shaped slippers complete with little fake knives.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    Thinking too much rarely helps in Sanary's case. The more she thinks, the more she's reminded about things she'd rather not be reminded by. Hanging out with close friends is always a good way to get around that little problem, though, and she practically jumps on the invitation from Yari. Sure, there's still technically work to be done, but that's what the weekend is for!

    And so, she shows up in (what else) her usual coat. Instead of her ratty old tunic or not-nearly-as-old-but-still-crappy tank top and sweatpants combo underneath it, though, she's wearing... A t-shirt and sweatpants! Plus, rubbery plastic slippers instead of the usual boots.

    It's a soft t-shirt, at least. Very good for sleeping in.

    "Hey, Yari. Thanks for having us over." She taps two fingers to her head in a lazy salute, already looking ready to collapse onto something or someone. "Ferham's coming too, yeah?"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     Since it's a girl's night 'in', (rather than out) Ferham has invited along with her a guest of her own, of sorts. As such, when she finally does appear, she's got a special friend of her's with her. She'd show up in the door not in her armor, but in a sort of fox-like full-body suit.

     "Sorry it took me so long, I didn't have time to get an outfit together, so thought this might work," she shrugged and rested a hand on her hip, the garment she wore seeming to ripple and change into an appropriately fuzzy and warm-looking fox-themed onesie, with the fur ruff around the chest, and yes, three tails. "You'll have to excuse Trance, she has an... interesting sense of humor," she looked down. Yeah, the legs below the knees had turned into black socks.

     "So, how are you two doing?" she'd try to snare the two girls in a group hug, if she could, with both arms. They had been through a bit, the three, after all.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Sanary's arrival and lazy salute is met with a sharp salute that's only missing a snap of heels. Mostly because tonberry slippers don't make snap noises.

At least before Yari reaches out, a smile blossoms, and she squeezes Sanary's hand as she softens just a touch. There's still that ever-present tenseness of her body like any good over-working Garlean, but her features are nothing less than warm.

"It's fine, Sanary. As long as you're comfortable...though we do need to get you a dress-down uniform if you visit the Dreadnought."

And then Ferham! Yari leans aside, blinking, at the very fox-like Ferham. She can't help it. She laughs a little.

"It's..." Pause. She /giggles/.

"Very /you/, Ferham. Mmm? Trance?"

Hugs! Yari returns the hugs with tail and arm respectively, her own tip tickling away at one of those fuzzy tails of Ferham. Squeeeeze!

She grows more serious as she finally lets go, and motions the others in. She's pouring drinks: lemonade for Sanary, vodka for herself, and something that says 'Robo-cola' for FErham.

"...Difficult times. The negotiations with Zeal ended poor for us. The Queen is willing to let the Unionites relocate the magic-less ones. Not that I necessarily disagree. But I'd rather they belong to us. Thankfully their general, Dalton, is a more open to negotiations. The Queen is insane. And matters close to home are...I fear we might have a second front opening."

She'll tug the pair over to the couch as she distributes drinks.

"How're you two? Oh, I had two movies: Historical Battles of Magitech-Earth-205799, or Space Wizard Cowboys."

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Doesn't it look familiar to that night we busted out there? with the mobsters?" Ferham gestured to herself, showing off the foxy attire. "She's my support unit. I am kind of cheating at the moment due to not having an appropriate... slumber party outfit? is that what they'd call it?" the 'hamfer' (as Sanary has referred to as before, while drunk) steps out of the way, and walks around the girls, after having giving the other girls a big hug. She blinked, hearing Yari. "Dalton, queen? Oh, this is business currently, I take it?"

     Fer's tails do tickle Yari's back, then moved to lean against the wall. "Those are recordings you wanted to watch tonight? Don't us girls watch romantic comedies or something on night's like this?" Fer folded her arms over her front, smirking a little, those red lips of hers curling upwards. "Maybe something riveting? what do you girls feel like?"

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    Sanary relaxes visibly at the small gesture, squeezing Yari's hand back lightly while shuffling about at the entrance. "Dress-down? I've got this, I've got stuff under this, a suit, a dress... Oh! I still got that police uniform from way back."

    At least she's getting better with having options. Maybe not comfortable options, but still.

    Turning to Ferham, the healer gives her the same lazy salute from before and practically falls into the hug. "Hey, Ferham. Trance is... Oh! Your clothes. Uh. Somehow." As confused as she sounds, she doesn't sound too worried about any of the details and just nuzzles the two/three during the hug. She even holds onto them for a bit longer than she normally would before letting go to step inside.

    Taking a look around the inside of Yari's quarters, it's easy to tell that Sanary's quite intrigued by the look of the place. "Mm... Well, if the general's willing to work with us, then what if we try and get him more authority with that place? Maybe... Get rid of the Queen if that'll work out better?"

    That sounded better in her head than it did coming out of her mouth.

    Taking a seat, she practically melts onto the couch while balancing the cup on her chest near the chin. "I'm... Ah, you know. Just gotta not think about stuff for a while. What's a cow.. Boy?" She sounds just a little worried about that one. "I dont know much about any of these movie things, so I could go for whatever."

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Yari blinks, and memory finally returns to her! She laughs. Perhaps one too many days out drinking!

"All too well. Additional limbs are, of course, excellent for balance and hand-holds when infiltrating buildings!" Trust Yari to hyperfocus right now.

"Yes, Queen Zeal of the Zeal Kingdom. A magitech fueled kingdom that draws its power from this supposed 'God' Lavos. Those with magic, called the Enlightened Ones, are using those without, called the Earthbound Ones, as slave labor to build an underwater fortress known as the Ocean Palace that will supposedly allow them to commune with this 'God'." Yari's disgust is written in her features.

"I'm currently currying favor with the General and Queen, in the hopes of sabotaging the Union. Or failing that, to ensure the Earthbound ones are set free and their talents used for the Confederacy."

Then she waves her hand. "But I'll have a report on all of that soon enough. Tonight, we relax."

Ferham's comments on her movie choices has her pouting just a bit, tail drooping.

"...They're educational." Someone isn't used to movies. But she pulls up Pay-Per-View, and looks to the two before sitting down.

"What do you two like? I've only seen a few movies. Mostly documentaries." EEeek!

Tickles! She wiggles, and curls up on the cough, protecting herself from horrid Ferham tails as she relaxes!

"M...mercy! My tail is sensitive!"

Then a glance to Sanary. Sigh. "I met like a real...nevermind, I'll get you fitted when I go to get mine repaired. WE'll have you a proper uniform like a real soldier yet, Sanary! It's important!"

"That's certainly possible. The Queen is obsessed, and the General is both ambitious and far more reasonable."

Hrrmn. Yari rubs her chin, and then grins!

"I know!" Click! She picks out a movie, a little zombie-themed romantic-slash-horror-comedy film set in Earth-17922's England!

"I saw this one a few weeks ago. It's interesting! The zombies look fake though." Then she's standing.

"I can make some popcorn if you two are hungry."

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "She merges with me as part an armor unit, yes, though right now she's having a little fun and mimicking a set of pajamas of sorts for me, since I didn't well, own any," Ferham sighed a little, shrugging. "She's also fairly playful, being a fox-like AI, so there is that," Fer smiles as she hugs the girls back, nuzzling back into the group up, before disentangling from them. The three tails billowing around behind Ferham noticably move on their own, so it's obvious this isn't just a set of pajamas, though it might look deceptively like it.

     "That sounds... rather disturbing, I think I've heard a story about something like that before, something about old gods?" Fer frowned a little, her large expressive green eyes settling on Yari for the time being, before disentangling her tails from her too, not trying to tickle her too much more. Heck, Trance was probably doing that on her own, quite intelligent, she was. Leave it to Kitsune's to enjoy playing with people. "Popcorn? sure, what do you think, Sanary?" she sighed a little bit and leaned against the healer's shoulder, not seeming to mind the entertainment. "This is some... low tech prosthetics," she raised a brow, realizing what Yari said about the zombies in this movie.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    "Would be interesting having a tail. Or an extra hand, even." Sanary picks up the cup from her chest to take a sip from it, glancing around for a moment before pointing at it. "Hold this with one, eat with another, still have one free to... To. Uh. Wipe my mouth?" She shrugs, having trouble thinking up just what she could actually do with the extra hand.

    One day.

    Laughing softly at Yari's reaction to Ferham's reaction, she reaches over to give the former's tail a light poke before doing the same to the latter, comparing the texture and reactions of the tails from idle curiousity. "I heard there's some places that sell these... Belt things with fake tails on 'em that are supposed to be really sensitive. But how's that supposed to work if it's not actually part of someone?"

    She lets the question linger while turning to stare at the screen, thoughts of tails and uniforms fluttering about in the healer's head while she pats Ferham's head lightly.

    "You know... I don't think I've actually tried popcorn yet. If it's not too much work." The movie certainly seems to be drawing a good reaction from Sanary, although it's more of an amused expression rather than any sort of fear or shock. "These zombies are so... Weird looking. Probably easier than getting actual ones, though."

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Yari smiles a little bit. "That's...odd. But useful. And I like their sense of humor. You look adorable." Yari's tail flicks in mischief! Poor Ferham isn't getting any respect! One of Ferham's fox-ears gets tweaked and petted before she's up! As those tails let go, she briefly hugs one! Inwardly, she's a little jealous. Her own tail is just scaley, but Ferham's is so soft and fluffy!

Tail envy go! Yari sighs a touch. "And I doubt it'll end well." Ominously states, shivering a little.

Which Sanary soon jolts her out of! Her tail wiggles in Sanary's hand, wrapping about. Despite being scaled, it's pretty smooth!

"I've seen some of those things in Techno-Urbania. I'm not sure. My arm doesn't have pain sensors. Couldn't really say." She's then glancing to Ferham the robot expert here. Surely she'd know!

"Heh heh, actor's pretty good though! I like the big lazy one. Reminds me of a few Eorzeans I encountered during my work." Burn.

Then she's to her sanctuary, the kitchen! Grabbing a pan, oiling it up, and grabbing some kernels, she takes out the artisan salt and starts the heat on the riiight temperature. Soon enough, she starts to add butter and the right amount of salt, all concentration for a bit. Pop! Pop pop pop!

The movie keeps playing! There's even a scene where the main characters walk out of a bar, completely oblivious to the zombies. It's that kind of movie.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    Sanary snickers lightly and reaches over to pet Ferham's tail again, wiggling the tips idly to keep her hands occupied. Or is it actually Trance? It's hard to tell sometimes. "Aah, both of your tails are fun. One's fuzzy, the other's cris.. py? No, that's not the word." She furrows her brow while switching back to Yari's tail, letting go to observe it as she heads into the kitchen.

    Just what /is/ the word she's looking for? It's probably not too important either way. Taking another sip of her lemonade, the healer jerks up in her seat slightly at one of the few jump scares in the movie caused by (what else) a cat in the shadows!

    "Is... Is that cat gonna be important later? They talked about foreshortening in class today and-" The popping from the kitchen makes the healer jump in her seat again, actually hopping onto her feet in alarm and grasping for the axe that's... Not actually attached to her side or anywhere. "You okay over there, Yari? Are we under attack?"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     As Sanary sips her drink, one of the fluffy tails of Ferham's likely wind up hoisting the drink for her at some point too, just to see if the eye-patch girl notices. "Fake prosthetic tails? hrm... it might be fun for you, actually having a tail and having tactile and pain sense attached to it? ...not all it's cracked up to be," Fer is a little surprised at the head patting Sanary gives her, of course, likely confuses Trance a little too, since they're essentially sharing the same body at the moment. Both seem to allow it for now.

     "Popcorn is nice, it's crunchy, salty, sort of like potato crisps, as the humans call them," Fer chided herself mentally. "Err, sorry, didn't mean to say that, I need to remember I'm not always around other synthetics..." she leans her cheek and head against the healer's shoulder still, watching the movie. Despite the movie's content...? Hanging out with these two like this was uniquely calming.

     "So you haven't had any nightmares or been worried about that time with the mobsters, have you?" Fer murmured, more or less into Sanary's ear as she's so close to it, keeping her voice somewhat low. She was somewhat amused by the situation on screen right now, meanwhile Trance likely kept trying to fool San by hefting her drink for her from time to time.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Yari tilts her head slightly. "...Crispy." Pause. She looks down at her tail. Eep! More tail-pets! She seems slightly mollified at least.

Leeeean! Yari looks at poor Sanary slightly oddly. Sigh. "Calm down, popcorn does that. The heat from the pan and oil causes the kernals to..." Pop pop! She rushes back in with ninja speed to save the popcorn from burning!

After a minute or two, she walks back in with a big bowl of freshly made popcorn. She sits down, eventually just deciding to sprawl over the pair like some lazy lizard after downing whiskey and popcorn. Nomf! Sip!

"The cat's just a running gag! Until later. I won't spoil it though."

Eventually the cat saves the characters from a massive, tubby three-armed zombie! The team then defeats it with whiffle balls and pool cues.

Yari just smiles. "...Having friends like you two is great. Thanks." One more lazy hug!

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    "... R-right. Okay. Not a. Right." Blushing brightly at looking rather silly from her alarmed state, Sanary settles back down quickly and slouches on the couch once more to provide Ferham with a convenient headrest! "Not liking the sound of the pain part. Maaaybe not a tail, then."

    She doesn't notice the drink-snatching with her gaze focused on the screen, continuing to pet Ferham and Trance lightly. Even with the skin of her hand being as rough as it is, the actual petting is still quite gentle. The healer laughs at the Reploid's description and following apology, shaking her head lightly while resting her head against hers.

    "It's fine, don't worry. Hell, none of us are really the same... Anything, anyway. " Laughing again, she lets out a relaxed sigh and raises her arms to give Yari extra room to snuggle in before using her as an arm rest. And more petting just for good measure! "Hell, I'm probably the weird one here since I don't have a tail at all."

     She lets out a content sigh and reaches over to pick up a piece of popcorn, sniffing it lightly before popping it in her mouth. "... Huh. Feels weird, but I like it!" She meeps lightly at the lazy hug, chuckling a moment later before returning it.

    "Same to you two. Thanks for having us over... I needed this."

Ferham (516) has posed:
     The sound of the popcorn causes Ferham to startle just a little, before she realizes what it is and relaxes again, sinking/melding into Sanary's side again. There is a friendly pat against the girl's shoulder. "Yari... are you drinking /alcohol/ with that snack food?" Ferham sniffed at the air a little and looked over, at first her senses having been invited due to the smell of the popcorn. The lizard girl however is tugged into the girl couch.

     "You clerics must work hard, your hand Sanary dear," she snickers a little, teasing the healer next to her, her other arm going around Yari's shoulders as well, linking them together. "I'm glad, by the way--that you guys haven't been bothered by that still, it was a rough time," she sighed a little, returning her gaze to the movie and trying some of the popcorn. Hrmph, Yari likely burned just a bit of it. Ninja girl she is, professional hostess she is not.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
"It's good to be alert. But paranoia is just as dangerous, Sanary." Imparts the Centurion a bit of wisdom to the one-magi-eyed girl before resuming using the pair as a lounging spot.

"Getting your tail stuck in a door is terrible." Mentions Yari on the prospect of the downsides of tails. She hugs hers momentarily!

Petting makes Au Ra good arm rests apparently, as the woman is completely unfocused on the movie. She's already seen it, and honestly, the best relaxation is being with two dear friends. She soaks in the moment, tail flicking and giving little hisses as she's rubbed! Like having some sort of very docile pet lizard.

"We're here for you, whenever you need, Sanary. Mmm. Should've had more companions back home." While she loves her fellow Garleans, she's never felt care for other people without the rigidity of military service. It forced distance. Here? She feels close. It's a wonderful, if odd, feeling.

And then she's huggled by Ferham too. Truly, now is the night of comfort.

"Mmm-hmm." She's already devoured one glass of whiskey!

"Popcorn and whiskey is delicious."

"I'm used to things like that. It's part of my job as a soldier. How about you? Are you holding up?" She glances at the both of them this time.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    "Wouldn't be Yari if she wasn't." Sanary lets out another laugh before raising an eyebrow at Ferham, glancing at her hand in confusion. "Huh? What about it? It's... Hand?" As if to demonstrate... Something, she picks up a few more pieces of popcorn and just shoves it into her mouth. She's definitely enjoying the popcorn, but controlling her consumption for the time being.

    "Mrph... Honestly? I don't remember too much of it. I got shot by something, and then I was wearing this frilly pink thing that I still... Have in my closet. Also, lots of dead people." A normal person might lose their appetite thinking about that, but not Sanary! No, she just keeps going right on and eating more of that popcorn in the middle of that girl pile. She's definitely making herself comfortable in there, lounging against the two while keeping her eye glued to that movie.

    "... I mean that I remember dead people! Not having them in my closet. That would be weird." A faint blush colors her cheeks again as she clears her throat, finishing the rest of the lemonade in her cup before eyeing the whiskey. "Can I get some of that? Don't think I'll be getting any reading done tonight, anyway. This is... This is nice." She sounds a little awkward at that last part, but in the good way where she's confortable enough to say it without trailing off or sputtering or even getting drunk!

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "I forgot you were seeming so reptilian lately, Yari," Ferham peered over after realizing her contact was causing the Au Ra to emit some... interesting hissing noises. "Yeah, that's what I mean, you don't want to get it trapped in a door, especially not a car door," Ferham reaches back temporarily and rubs one of those tails, perhaps having encountered such a horrible fate herself at some point. Ferham kicks her feet back and up and crosses her legs daintily, both her arms around the other girl's shoulders, likely providing her lap to seat the popcorn bowl on in between servings.

     "Did you even put any salt or butter on that popcorn, Yari, or does it not agree with your Au Ra physiology?" she raises a thin brow at the lizard girl. "I see the booze does, so there's that," she blinked. "So, you don't remember too much of it either Sanary? My memories of it were... faulty at best," she looks a little embarrassed, likely not recalling much of that period at all.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
"It's good for morale!" Protests Yari to the pair over her drinking. From how relaxed she is, that much must be right.

Pause. "That happens more than you'd think. Though usually only during assassination missions. A bad sign, usually. Always check the closet."

"The outfit might be useful for future missions, at least. After all, there /was/ that maid cafe." Sanary could have blended in perfectly!

Reeach. Yari picks up the drink, and pours Sanary some whiskey, then puts the bottle to her own lips and chugs a good third of it.

Her head pops up slightly at Ferham's comments! Her tail flicks, and there's this tiny little indignant hiss!

"It's...it's not reptillian! These are traditional Au Ran noises of contentment." A swift nod! And then she's hissing again as she leans back down.

She pats one of those poor tails in sympathy.

"And then there was that time one of the Troopers had their tails stepped on by a Reaper armor. Poor thing couldn't walk straight for weeks and kept...chasing her damaged tail."

"Light salt, an ounce of butter! That's what the recipe called for." She might have gotten it from a diety website.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    Relaxing with the two is definitely doing wonders for Sanary, and she even snickers lightly at Ferham bringing up Yari's lizardy-ness. "I think it's cute. Then again... I did grow up kinda weird, too. Definitely never relaxed with any of the other people back home like this." There's a chuckle, although it's one of those vaugely distant chuckles rather than a regular amused one.

    Thankfully, having these two around helps take her mind off that fairly quickly. Taking the cup of whiskey, she gives it a quick sniff and grimaces slightly. "Hope it doesn't taste like it smells... Mm. I wore a suit to that, actually." Taking a sip of the whiskey, she makes an odd noise and doesn't seem to enjoy the taste all that much, but she's got a good hold on that cup. "F-figured I'd fit in better with a suit than one of those... That outfit."

    Is she blushing again? Yep. Luckily, there's a popcorn distraction! "Probably better that I don't remember what happened, anyway. I mean, I was wearing /that/ of all things."

Ferham (516) has posed:
     "Well, it came out well enough, if a little too... coked? overdone? is that what they call it?" she nodded. "I've come to understand the need for good... disguises, as well as alternate outfits, for different occasions," Ferham looked about a little self-consciously. "I just hate having to shop for dresses, I keep worrying I'm going to be wearing something inappropriate," Ferham shrugged, looking over at Sanary as she began to sip that whiskey. Uh oh. Good things didn't happen when Sanary got into the ethanol. Of course, it wasn't as heartening to realize that /Yari/ of all people was over there /chugging/ that stuff. Double Uh oh.

     "Hey, I was running around looking like Jessica Rabbit at one point, I think you got off a little light there, ninja maid," Fer reached over and tweaked one of Sanary's ears ever so gentle, one of Fer's own foxy ones twitching just a bit. Yep, that was some compromising situation time for the two girls.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
It's Yari's turn to blush! "R..really?" Suddenly, there's a happy hiss from the woman! Her head and tail bobs just a little happily. Yup, that movie's all forgotten. Somehow, Sanary knows just how to cheer up lizards. She should've been a Beastmaster instead of a cleric.

"You grew up strong, and interesting." Counters Yari, reaching up to ruffle Sanary's head!

"Much better! Delicious, it burns the throat, and toughens the scales!"

Then the Lizard just giggles a bit, a little buzzed.

"I like the suit, and the outfit. You have to be diverse in covert operations, Sanary! We need to get you a proper bathing suit and camo outfit too."

A grin over to Ferham. "...I think we all need to go shopping one day." That certainly couldn't end in disaster."

Cue more booze chugging. When she puts down the bottle, her tongue is lolling out the corner of her mouth. Hiss.

"Mmm...all about style and flattery...strappy black dresses, cute skirts, sundresses would look good on you and accentuate your features. A strapless one for when you need to be distracting." Mutters Yari. By now, she's curled up across the two, a happy-warm Au RA.

"Mmm...shouldn't have walked away. Decrease time two minutes, double butter amount..." She's a perfectionist this one. The movie by now has the protagonist dealing with his undead mom, in one of the few serious moments of the film. It's actually quite sad. Yari's sobbing a little.

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    "Is it? Hm.. Well, whichever way it's supposed to be, I like the crunchy parts." Sanary wiggles her finger to the bottom of the popcorn, fishing out one of the partially popped kernels before popping it into her mouth with a hard crunch. Is it bad for her teeth? Probably. But... Yeah.

    "Guess I could go for some more disguises, though... Or regular clothes, even." She snickers lightly at the hair ruffling, looking a little wobbly herself despite not moving anywhere from her spot on the couch. "Aren't you supposed to be naked taking a bath, though? Sounds like a waste to wear a suit for that..."

    "And who's this Jessica Rabbit? Is that someone else that wa-" The healer lets out an uncharacteristically timid squeak at the ear tweaking, squirming against Ferham and Yari in response. "I'm pretty sure Yari's more of a ninja, anyway... Flipping's hard. And.. I don't think I could pull off any o' those." She lets out a groggy yawn before leaning over against her companions on the couch, paying a bit closer attention to the movie at noticing Yari's sobs.

    Sanary, however, just looks even more confused. "Wouldn't she.. Make more sense to go outside, then? Or unless.. Wait. Yeah. Wait. No..?" Yep. She's drunk.

Ferham (516) has posed:
     Fer has to duck a little as Yari reaches over to pat Sanary, like leaning herself back a bit. She at least is glad the lizard girl is paying attention to her culinary arts. "I wasn't aware I had trouble being distracting normally," Ferham nodded a little, grinning as she reached over and gave Yari a little squeeze to her shoulder. "I wouldn't mind going shopping with you guys," she raised a brow at the movie now, realizing there was something heavy...ish going on. Call it her lack of having parents, but this was a little confusing for Ferham at first.

     "Careful there, Sanary. You don't want to have to visit the dental technician they have on base," Fer apparently noticed that crunchy munchy noise coming from the healer's snacking. Course, who would want to visit a dentist, but nevermind the /confed/ Dentist? It would be a miracle if he wasn't suddenly asking one, 'is it safe?' or the like.

     "It's a cartoon character, Sanary. I unfortunately lack the red hair to pull off the look exactly," she sighed a bit. "Long red strapless cocktail dress, heels, sorta like how I was dressed when we came to," she nodded. She however was quite pleased with the noise that Sanary made at the ear-tweak.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Yari turns over onto her stomach now, tail claiming whatever bits of laps aren't already covered by her. Thankfully Yari is thin, and so isn't very heavy at all.

"Flipping and other maneuvers are just practice." Assures the ninja. Having full sight and being naturally light does help matters though.

"Definitely shopping, then. It's a suit used for being in water, when you're swimming." Educates Yari to Sanary.

Reeeach. FErham gets a poke on the nose suddenly! Silly drunk ninja girls!

Then Yari audibly perks up. "I'll look forward to it! We'll find you something nice!"

Finally the movie seems to wrap up, and Yari just goes back to laying over the pair. She doesn't look long for collapsing, but holds on to consciousness as she peers at the pair.

"It's really good to have friends. I just hope we can all achieve our goals in the Confederacy."

Sanary Rondel has posed:
    "You, you have it easy. Just wear the right outfit, walk in... I gotta make noise if I wanna distract anyone." Sanary slumps slightly as she says that, running a hand through her hair and just tugging it out of that ponytail a moment later. Her hair is actually quite long without being bound up, reaching to mid-back. "That's better.. Aah. Going shopping would be fun. Get some now outfits, eat everything, maybe crack some thieves' necks and do flips on top of 'em...."

5TOne of these things is not like the others.

    "Iiiit's fine. It makes the teeth stronger." It probably doesn't, but it makes the healer feel better. Besides, she can always heal it up later or something, right?

    Maybe the alcohol really is starting to impair her judgment.

    "Cartoon, eh? Well, I could probably see you two pullin' that look off. I could probably fit in better with a... The suit or somethin'." Yawning again, Sanary slumps against Ferham and Yari lightly while palming their heads softly.

    "Reminds me... Besides gettin' stronger. You two got any.. Sutff you wanna do with the Fed?"

Ferham (516) has posed:
     Ferham reached down with her arm that had been draped over Yari to make sure the popcorn bowl wasn't totally flipped over as suddenly, Yari's lizard tail was draped over half of it. It was almost like that scene in beetlejuice when snake!juice was zipping down under Catherine O'Hara. That tail was scaly, after all. Aaand there we go, drunk kunoichi. This party just went from a little light hang out to potentially hazardous to the health.

     "Yeah, we should help Yari into bed, I think, she's pretty fargone," oh, lizard alcohol tolerances/metabolisms, they left a bit to be desired. "Well it's simple Sanary, you just make noise, that's your talent, you know, this one over here, well, she's more into combat," Ferham reached over and poked Yari's cheek sa little, lightly teasing her. "Me? Eh, it's difficult to explain. I'm comitted to working with the faction, and I also needed a benefactor, we top of the line Reploids aren't serviceable by parts out of a radio store, so," she shrugged. "It was a marriage of convenience sort of thing," Fer picked up the remote and relented, sitting back and letting the two girls swoon against her. She'd flip channels and likely start watching something discovery related. Animals were curious creatures.

Yari Takane (691) has posed:
Yari /definitely/ likes this plan. She mmm's enthusiastically at the whole idea. If there's something she can get behind, it's shopping, food, and killing horrible bandits. "Even better!" Far too enthusiastic with the thief and bandit murder, this ninja. There's probably some irony in there somewhere.

Then she's nodding to SAnary. "A suit does look good on you. Makes you classy!" Siiiip. Delicious booze.

Then she goes slightly serious.

"What do I want? Simple. I want to make Hydaelyn strong enough to fight its enemies." She answers easily enough, given how sloshed she is.

"And the Lord Legatus and the Emperor believes that the Confederacy can help. So far? They've been right." A good little soldier-spy-ninja, this one.

Yari wiggles at the poke. Snort. Hiss. "Mmm...command, tactics, and infiltration. Sanary is an excellent medic and shock trooper." Comes Yari's sloshed reading of Sanary's capabilities.

Her tail flicks as it's touched, and she's barely saved from tipping popcorn! That poke to the cheek has her hiss-giggling. Other than that? She's soon a snore-hissing lizard curled up with her two best friends. Right about now, she's one lucky hisser!