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" 'lright guys. This is like Spin the Bottle, but you pick out an item, instead of spinning the bottle," Arkeia beamed, his knocked out tooth pointedly evident, while holding up a hessian sack that Limph guessed were full of the supposed items.
"I really don't want to be involved in whatever game you've thought up, Arkeia. Nothing good comes out of it, and it'll just end up pissing me off." Limph sighed, wishing she had never agreed with Shachi to come to this.
"I did na' make it up!" He retorted, the smile wiped off his face as he made an attempt to look hurt, " 'nd I ain't dumb either, so ma ideas ain't not that bad alls of the time."
Shachi elbowed Limph in the ribs, and made an attempt to keep his talking at a speed that everyone could comprehend, "I dragged you along to this, Limph. Don't take it out on the poor guy. It sounds like fun anyway, and I've always wanted to play a game like this. Please don't ruin my fun."
"Just, all of you shut up. I came along to this for Shachi's sake. He was relatively nice to me when I lost Mariash, and helped me find her as well. You're all lucky for that because I'd have killed you all if it wasn't for him, so let the man tell the rules, or I'll change my mind!" Inkah interjected. His voice deep and resonating, but relatively quiet compared to the hum of the conversations that the rest were having. He cut an imposing figure, being quite tall, even while sitting down, and being placed next to Limph, the stark contrast between heights were evident. His dark yellow-ish eyes reflected the beast in him, his wild side. All hoped that it didn't envelop him halfway throughout the game. His dark, windblown hair framed his face, giving his pose an even wilder look, and the stubble that was showing since he hadn't shaved since his last transformation just added to the look. No one wanted to argue with such a man.
"Thank ya' Inkah," Arkeia said graciously, "Now, firs'ly, ya sees that closet over there? Mariash was nice enouf ta' 'ave put a sorta curse on it. It jus' makes it bigger so ya' not so cramped."
"Can you please make an attempt to talk properly, of I'll start rummaging around in your mind to get the information I need," Limph threatened.
"Alright, alright. Please don't. It gives me a headache, and it's just that it's easier for me to speak that way," he relented
"Your talking like that gives ME a headache," she muttered back under her breath.
"So, the game goes like this. You pull an item out of this bag, and who ever's item it is, you have to go into that cupboard and make out, or do stuff for at least fifteen turns." He stated simply, a huge grin breaking on his face as he explained.
"I'm not going through with this, you dumbass. What possessed you to ever think that I would?" Limph spat at him.
"You have to, m'dear Limph," Arkeia smirked at her, giving her a mocking bow, and enjoying the obvious annoyance and discomfort it brought her "Ever since you walked into this room, you have had to play."
Mariash leaned over to Inkah, covering her sign language with her back, as she signed to Inkah, with a barely concealed grin, <>
He patted her head, the corners of his mouth tilted slightly, "There will, my dear. There will be."
"So whose first?"Arkeia boomed, looking in Behy's direction, "How about you sir? You haven't said anything yet!"
"Because I don't like mindless ramblings. You know that." He scowled slightly at his longest companion.
"And you don't really want to do this?" Arkeia finished, then added, "Sorry my friend, but you're obliged to, just like everyone else thanks to Mariash. She is good with these curses."
Mariash flashed a glare at him that spoke volumes. 'How dare you tell everyone' was one that everyone saw.
The bag was dragged out of his grip as Limph pulled it from his hands and pulled out a tuft of fur. Her expression was less than impressed. She didn't even have to ask before she knew who it was. "You have got to be shitting me!" She screamed, exhasperated, "Really. Him? Why the fuc-. Fine." She grabbed Inkah's hand and dragged him to the cupboard, shutting and locking the door herself.

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" 'lright guys. This is like Spin the Bottle, but you pick out an item, instead of spinning the bottle," Arkeia beamed, his knocked out tooth pointedly evident, while holding up a hessian sack that Limph guessed were full of the supposed items.
"I really don't want to be involved in whatever game you've thought up, Arkeia. Nothing good comes out of it, and it'll just end up pissing me off." Limph sighed, wishing she had never agreed with Shachi to come to this.
"I did na' make it up!" He retorted, the smile wiped off his face as he made an attempt to look hurt, " 'nd I ain't dumb either, so ma ideas ain't not that bad alls of the time."
Shachi elbowed Limph in the ribs, and made an attempt to keep his talking at a speed that everyone could comprehend, "I dragged you along to this, Limph. Don't take it out on the poor guy. It sounds like fun anyway, and I've always wanted to play a game like this. Please don't ruin my fun."
"Just, all of you shut up. I came along to this for Shachi's sake. He was relatively nice to me when I lost Mariash, and helped me find her as well. You're all lucky for that because I'd have killed you all if it wasn't for him, so let the man tell the rules, or I'll change my mind!" Inkah interjected. His voice deep and resonating, but relatively quiet compared to the hum of the conversations that the rest were having. He cut an imposing figure, being quite tall, even while sitting down, and being placed next to Limph, the stark contrast between heights were evident. His dark yellow-ish eyes reflected the beast in him, his wild side. All hoped that it didn't envelop him halfway throughout the game. His dark, windblown hair framed his face, giving his pose an even wilder look, and the stubble that was showing since he hadn't shaved since his last transformation just added to the look. No one wanted to argue with such a man.
"Thank ya' Inkah," Arkeia said graciously, "Now, firs'ly, ya sees that closet over there? Mariash was nice enouf ta' 'ave put a sorta curse on it. It jus' makes it bigger so ya' not so cramped."
"Can you please make an attempt to talk properly, of I'll start rummaging around in your mind to get the information I need," Limph threatened.
"Alright, alright. Please don't. It gives me a headache, and it's just that it's easier for me to speak that way," he relented
"Your talking like that gives ME a headache," she muttered back under her breath.
"So, the game goes like this. You pull an item out of this bag, and who ever's item it is, you have to go into that cupboard and make out, or do stuff for at least fifteen turns." He stated simply, a huge grin breaking on his face as he explained.
"I'm not going through with this, you dumbass. What possessed you to ever think that I would?" Limph spat at him.
"You have to, m'dear Limph," Arkeia smirked at her, giving her a mocking bow, and enjoying the obvious annoyance and discomfort it brought her "Ever since you walked into this room, you have had to play."
Mariash leaned over to Inkah, covering her sign language with her back, as she signed to Inkah, with a barely concealed grin, <>
He patted her head, the corners of his mouth tilted slightly, "There will, my dear. There will be."
"So whose first?"Arkeia boomed, looking in Behy's direction, "How about you sir? You haven't said anything yet!"
"Because I don't like mindless ramblings. You know that." He scowled slightly at his longest companion.
"And you don't really want to do this?" Arkeia finished, then added, "Sorry my friend, but you're obliged to, just like everyone else thanks to Mariash. She is good with these curses."
Mariash flashed a glare at him that spoke volumes. 'How dare you tell everyone' was one that everyone saw.
The bag was dragged out of his grip as Limph pulled it from his hands and pulled out a tuft of fur. Her expression was less than impressed. She didn't even have to ask before she knew who it was. "You have got to be shitting me!" She screamed, exhasperated, "Really. Him? Why the fuc-. Fine." She grabbed Inkah's hand and dragged him to the cupboard, shutting and locking the door herself.