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Mai entered onto the balcony carrying a carved polished wooden box and being followed by one of the maids.

"The table is to be here."

She waited as the maid moved the low table out towards the center of the balcony and then set down the box and pulled out a wooden board. On this she placed six black lacquered and painted wooden cups of various sizes starting with the size of a normal glass and going down to something slightly smaller than a shot glass. Then she set down a carved wooden dice on the table and began placing large red floor cushions around the table with the maid's help.

Once it was done she simply needed Rupert to bring something to fill the cups. Kneeling on one of the cushions, Mai tucked the edges of her red kimono beneath her and waited for the others to arrive.

The purpose of the old drinking games in Asia was to teach people moderation with drinking and that it was not necessary to drink to excess in order to enjoy the festivities. Most Anantya behaved well but alcohol had a way of bringing out the worst in some people. Mai hoped that this game would entertain some of those waiting for Fallon while keeping down the number of drinks they consumed. After all, the point of the game was to not have to drink.



((OOC: If you join this thread then you are joining the drinking game. This is how it will work. I will use a random dice roller to give each person their dice roll and task in the name of quickness and fairness. (you'll just have to trust me, muahhaha) and then each person will have to perform their task to the satisfaction of the other players in the game. You will vote by sending me a PM or IM with your answer. If the person successfully performs their task then they do not have to drink. If they do not, then they have to take a drink. If you have any questions then you may PM me on [color=red]Alfarinn[/color] or IM me)

Dawn Ratana 18 years ago
Smiling toothily at Mai's attempt, Dawn nodded. She'd heard that one before, but it was a goodie...especially when told in a room full of boys while sparring...they inevitably cupped at their crotch, leaving everything else open for attack. Men didn't - they just winced. That's how you could tell the difference - boys were more protective of their gear, still looking forward to the time they'd get to use it. Men knew what it was all about, but knew that the end all be all wasn't necessarily to be found through the crotch.

At Mai's declaration of endgame, Dawn smiled, wondering if she'd thrown the match to keep things more even. She'd never ask, so likely would never know, but it seemed a possibility. As Thaddeus stood, Dawn knew there was little hope of him navigating safely and successfully back to his room, and she'd not seen the inside yet.

"Good game, what! Gotta do that gain, fo sho! Oh, an I'll get Thaddeus back to his room safe - he look a little lurchy. I'm onna job!"

Vaulting from her chair, over the table, she landed lightly next to the chair Thaddeus was gripping to steady himself. The sake had hit, but she'd not had as much, and apparently had a higher tolerance than the poor man - her motor skills were all still fine. She was in that pleasant phase of altered judgment but sound body. Crouching down, she scooped him up in her arms quickly and smoothly, before he could protest and careful not to lurch the midsection of his body, as that could lead to some pukeage.

"Whee! Back to the Batcave!"

((oocawn out with Thaddeus pending response ))