From:
Andre Oliveira <oliveand@bellsouth.net> Date: Mon Jun 24, 2002 1:22
pm Subject: [DL-T] A little wine with your mucus?
Mid Evening
Hatching Party
The kitchen in the Dining Hall.
(Snip)
Moving to get a cloth, she wet it with cool water, and then wiped
K'rvey's face, and neck. "What you need right now is rest, just like me.
And if you're able to fly, I'll leave Lunath with Wylith just in case,
and I can ride behind you to your place? I do have to warn you though..I
umm, I sleep nude. Will that bother you?"
(End Snip)
K'rvey's head twitched slightly and his eyes snapped open in surprise.
Then, relaxing his face, a smile came to his lips and he said, "Well,
shee that all depends on you."
"Oh," she said putting her hands on her hips, "on what?"
"Do yas sleepwalks too?" K'rvey said as he grinned like an idiot.
For a second Sarilyn didn't say anything and only stared at his grinning
face. She then laughed out loud and said, "I thought I was going to have
to make a second dose for you!" She went back to a fit of giggles and
then helped K'rvey stand up, "Can you walk okay now?"
K'rvey took a few steps, testing his legs to see if they did what he
wanted them to do. Satisfied he said, "Yeps, I'm good."
"Great, so why don't you call your dragon and we'll get you to bed."
K'rvey began to nod his head but then the image of a sneezing exhausted
dragon came to his mind, "I juss 'membered, Nhorrit's been kinda sick. I
dunno if I should wake 'em."
<Don't worry. I'm awake. >
"Nhorrit?" K'rvey said out loud, forgetting in his state he didn't have
to, "whacha doin, up? You shoo be ashleep!"
<And lose the opportunity to watch you make a fool of yourself? > he
said laughing.
"Jou, snake in da grass!" K'rvey smiled, "How longs have ya been ups?"
< For a while now, I woke up when you started getting really drunk and
I've been listening in since. I'll be there in a little bit, so don't
pass out or anything."
K'rvey laughed out loud and then turned to Sarilyn who had been watching
him with an interested look as he talked out loud to his dragon.
"Nhorrit, shoo be here in a bit." he said, "Yo shaid you wanted some
wine tho, right?"
"Huh?" she asked, "Oh yes, I did say that. You have a pretty good memory
for someone who's drunk."
K'rvey grinned and began to lead them to the back of the kitchen, "I'ms
very talented," he said. The truth though was closer to the fact that
although not an everyday drinker, he had been drunk enough times to
learn he should always ask afterwards what did happened and what he had
only imagined. "The good shtuff they keep in the back. I snuck in 'nce
with ma friends and got a hold a really goo' bottle. That's all gone now
tho, but ah'm shoo they still have somethin for da lady."
K'rvey finally reached a cabinet in the far back and taking a quick look
around to make sure no one was watching, he slowly pulled the cabinet
back and revealed a small chamber beneath, containing at least three
dozen bottles of wine, rum, and other assorted beverages.
Reaching in, K'rvey pulled out the nearest bottle and checked the date,
"Oof! This one is awlmost ash ol' as me." He said quickly putting the
bottle back, "I'd feel guilty takin' this one."
"Are you allowed to take those?" Sarilyn said with a worried expression
in her face.
"No," he said after a few seconds of hesitation, he pulled a second
bottle and checked the date, "Here we goes, thish one is very good and a
nishe age too!" He walked to Sarilyn, pulled out her shirt out a bit,
and quickly hid the bottle under her clothes, "If anyone ashks, you have
a funky growths and ishs none of their bussinesses."
Before she had a chance to reply he walked back to the cabinet and
pushed it back in place, "Don't worry, everyone who knowshs about this
is shworn to replace the bottle they took wif another at least threes
yearsh old. They'll never know I took one."
< Are you done being a thief? I've been waiting out here for a while
now. > Nhorrit's said as K'rvey led the way out from the kitchen's exit.
"Nhorrit's h're," he said as he pushed the door open. <* Could ya meet
us in da back? *> he asked him privately.
< And be party to a crime? > he responded in mock horror, < Sure, I'll
be right there. >
They had walked a reasonable distance from the Dining Hall and were soon
met with the flapping of wings. The huge blood-red dragon landed,
somewhat clumsily, before them and sneezed violently, shooting two small
tongues of fire from his nose.
K'rvey, after patting the huge dragon affectionately on the neck, went
to Sarilyn again and reached for the bottle from it's hiding place. He
smiled and said, "Don't worry I won't reach for anything I shouldn'ts"
"The thought never crossed my mind." she answered in a tone that K'rvey
couldn't tell if she was being serious or not.
Tucking the bottle under his arm, he quickly walked to the saddle on
Nhorrit's back and carefully began stowing it. Meanwhile Nhorrit had
craned his neck back so that he was looking at Sarilyn. He gave a soft
growl and smiled at the woman.
"Nhorrit!" K'rvey yelped surprised, "I would have thunk you hash more
manners than that! If you wants the lady to pat yous, you shoo at least
clean the gunk from your face!"
K'rvey walked up the dragon's head and pulled a hanky from one his
pockets. He wiped his friend's runny snout and picked the eye gunk from
his eyes.
"Thar, now you can go and begs for a'ention" he said turning back to
securing the bottle with the handkerchiefs in his pockets as padding.
"Hello Nhorrit," Sarilyn said as she began patting the dragon's snout
and then began scratching the sensitive spots in the eyebrows, "I'm
Sarilyn," Nhorrit began to growl in contentment and she smiled, "nice to
meet you too."
"Okay," K'rvey said after he was satisfied that the bottle was secure,
"we can go now."
Sarilyn nodded and began walking towards the saddle when she brushed
against Nhorrit's snout by accident. The reaction was immediate. Nhorrit
began inhaling in short loud gasps and he began twisting his head back
and forth.
K'rvey immediately noticed what was going on and he began yelling both
verbally and mentally, "Upwards, Nhorrit! Upwards!" He ran, rather
clumsily, to Sarilyn and tackled her to the ground a second after
Nhorrit shot his head upwards and sneezed violently, this time shooting
an impressive glob of mucus into the sky followed by a long streak of flame.
Noticing that he wasn't on fire, K'rvey began pushing himself off of
Sarilyn and made eye contact with her, "Well 'ello thar!"
Sarilyn was about to say something when her eyes focused behind K'rvey
and her mouth gaped open. K'rvey was about to turn his head to see what
was the matter, but before he had the chance, the incredibly big glob of
mucus that had been shot into the sky landed with a nice wet splat on
his back and head, making him lose his grasp, ending with him slipping
and his nose being buried between Sarilyn's breasts.
He would have enjoyed the odd turn of events if it weren't for the fact
that he was covered in hot mucus. Incredibly hot mucus. Incredibly hot,
boiling mucus.
"AARRRRGGGGHHHHH!" he yelled as he rolled off Sarilyn and began rolling
on the grass, desperately rubbing his head with one of his hands and
trying to rip off his shirt with the other.
(Tag: Jeanette)
Submitted by:
Andre Oliveira
aka
The not so incredibly drunk K'rvey, who's being burnt by his own
dragon's snot.