Completed A Night of Ease

[Ricky Maze]

Castor's reactions all through the story were all too much, each one brought laughter as the moments proved to be priceless. Such reactions were good ones with the pure intent of having a fun time, and so Ricky's smile became all the more ggenuine as Castor interacted with him during the story. "I got somewhere between hammered like I am now and wasted." He joked after he finished the story, laugher came next as he crossed his arms on the table. "Believe me though when I say ye and plenty o' others will be there to see the two of us. We'll both be makin' vows to Cheva when the time comes but I plan to surprise her with the idea." Castor looked into his mug as he began to remark at how fast Ricky drank, only to find that both of them drank pretty quickly considering the circumstances. Ricky only laughed as he leaned back into his chair once more, "Aight mate, this'll be me last round. I'd like to make sure me drunk ass gets home in one piece." He joked as Castor went to buy their third round.

He watched Castor with ease as he waited patiently for him to return. His warm grin still present when the mugs were placed on the table. "Mighty kind o' ya mate." He spoke with appreciation as he took the mug that was his, one good gulp of the beer already down as his stomach slowly started to churn. Somehow he thought maybe the third wasn't such a good idea, but he wouldn't let an entire mug go to waste just like that. No he would man up and hold his liquor, he was the son of a sailor for crying out loud. Though admittedly sailors got to four mugs before they would begin to feel queasy, which Ricky actually came close to that when Hannah drugged their beer that night. Clearly Ricky would be hammered after this night, hammered with a slight hangover to sleep off in the morning. "Honestly I'm excited to be havin' a baby, I was scared when I first learned about the pregnancy really. Now though I can only imagine what it'll be like to hold me first born for the first time." He expressed his thoughts with ease as he felt comfortable with Castor, the conversations now just naturally flowing to where ever they would go, just like the Kelp Beer was doing as well. "What 'bout ya mate, have ye ever thought 'bout just settlin' down and raisin' a family?" He inquired curiously, his smile gentle now as he focused on Castor.

"Ricky's words.", "Ricky's thoughts.", "Telion's words.", "Hannah's words.", "Other's words."

[Castor Riley]

He sat back down into his chair a bit heavily. "No problem, Ricky-Rick! It's all good," he said, and took another gulp of the kelp beer. It wasn't so bad if you didn't let the taste get in the way of the alcohol. Straight to the back of the throat and down the gullet was the way to go. He brought his hand up to his chest then, as he burped rather loudly. The taste of Kelp Beer filling his mouth. It wasn't any better coming up as going down, Castor noted with distaste. He turned his attention to Ricky, talking about the baby. He smiled warmly as Ricky's face lit up with fatherly joy. "The little Ricky-Rick! What are you gonna name him? Or her?" he asked, nursing his mug like a baby. When Ricky asked for Castor's thoughts on the subject, Castor had to take a second to think. "I don't know. I mean, I haven't even thought about that kind of thing. There's never been someone in the picture that would fit for that kind of thing." He drank some more kelp beer. "Though I don't think I'm ready to settle down, mate. I've been too settled for so long, now I just wanna do what I wanna do. No responsibility!" He rubbed his mouth a bit. It felt a bit numb. "I'm still young, an' I wanna know things before I can teach 'em, you know?" He asked, his question containing only his general meaning, and not much of sense. "Would you have settled down without lil' Ricky-Rick?"

[Ricky Maze]

Of all the amusing nicknames he had been given by far "Ricky-Rick" happen to be the new one that made him chuckle a lot, he admired at how easily Castor made it stuck to him just as soon as it came out. "I dunno what name I'd give the baby... somethin' I'll have to think about when I can think straight." He laughed before he took a guzzle from the mug, just as Castor had a belch built up the churning in Ricky's stomach seemed to release its gaseous build up that rattled his rib cage. He too had a rather foul taste in his mouth that showed with a disdainful expression, no doubt the two likely would get a laugh out of it. Ricky paid attention to Castor as he mentioned not wanting the responsibility just yet, he could understand how Castor felt like that after the responsibilitied he had with his father.

"Ah yer still young mate, me however I'm gettin' old." He said sarcastically, admittedly he had forgotten.his birthday was soon. He never really paid it any mind though, he hadn't celebrated a birthday since he was seventeen. "If I didn't have a mini me on the way... I s'pose I might've done so anyway, though I would've waited 'til a later time for us to've had a baby. Then again I think this baby's brought us even closer." He admitted with a proud smile. "I honestly don't know what to expect, but I'll just handle things as they come naturally." A positive attitude to have for the responsibility he would carry in the near future, but even though the idea seemed intimidating he still faced it with much excitement.

An idea came onto Ricky, one that made his face beam with enthusiasm when he looked glanced up to Castor. "I wonder what he might think 'bout it. Maybe after a bit o' thought is put into it and I talk with Tel." He assured himself with another guzzle of the beer, a quick swallow to avoid tasting the green piss that filled the mug. "Boy or girl," he picked back on the subject, "I know I'll be pretty damn skippy when he or she arrives." He chuckled as his mellowed mind focused on Castor once more, just a tad bit less then half of beer left in his mug.

"Ricky's words.", "Ricky's thoughts.", "Telion's words.", "Hannah's words.", "Other's words."

[Castor Riley]

Castor nodded along as Ricky spoke, though he missed a lot of what he said. He had to concentrate a bit to keep himself focused. He didn't know when exactly it had happened, but his mug was nearly empty, and Castor was starting to not feel so well. "Old? What're ye like? Twen'y-three? Twen'y-four? Pshaw!" He made a dismissive gesture with his hands. The movement was a bit intense for him, so he stopped it. As Ricky finished talking about... something... Castor began feeling decidedly worse. He could feel a cold sweat coming on, and everything seemed to be slightly askew. He lay his head on the table, trying to steady it. "Man, I thin' I migh' need some ai'" he mumbled, a bit incoherently. Belatedly, he regretted not eating a proper meal before coming out that night. Or else, he regretted not being more careful with how many drinks he was consuming. The good news was, he now knew his limit in regards to kelp beer. The bad was that he had unfortunately passed them on that night. He began to get up, pushing himself to his feet. "I'm gonna go outside for a bit" he said, through a haze of alcohol that was glazing over his eyes. He turned around, taking a few staggering steps towards the bar's door. It seemed he would be making an exit that matched his entrance in its grace and poise.

[Ricky Maze]

"twenty seven here soon!" Ricky exclaimed between laughs, a hiccup interrupted and was followed by a rather loud belch. He couldn't find it him to stop laughing until Castor seemed to look a bit pale. "Oi mate," he managed to say in between breathes, "ya feelin' aight? Ye look a bit ill." He pointed out as he wiped the tears in his eyes, he had laughed a bit too hard tonight far too hard really. That was the effect of the alcohol of course, strangely though he still hadn't been as hammered as he thought he would. Castor managed to say that he needed air, and although Ricky thought it rather disappointing his friend couldn't stick around he knew he be better to go home. "Careful on the way out mate, I'll hear from ya again soon." He cheered as he looked to his mug of Kelp Beer, regrettably he decided to try and finish it in one last guzzle. Probably not a good idea considering on the walk home he would definitely be hammered, but he wouldn't waste a beer his good friend had bought him now would he.

After about five chimes of letting his stomach settle with burps of horrid Kelp Beer quality he found the confidence to finally walk home, though really he would more so be staggering and teetering here and there until he finally would get to his room. There Telion would only find humor in how drunk he was and put him to bed, a cup of water provided for him to drink before he would lay down of course. Thank the gods he was the son of a sailor, because his alcohol tolerance still seemed pretty strong considering how tonight went.

"Ricky's words.", "Ricky's thoughts.", "Telion's words.", "Hannah's words.", "Other's words."

[Lullaby]

Here is your reward!

Ricky :

Experience

• Drinking: +3
• Socialization: +2
• Storytelling: +2

Lores

• Discovering Who Has Your Back
• Keeping Your Laughter Respectable
• Determined to Out-Drink Castor
• Castor: Learning Magic From Theory
• Knowing When Not to Ask Questions
• Castor: Concerned About Your Interest in Magic
• The Difference Between Personal and World Magic
• Castor: Thinks You're A "Warrior Teddy Bear"
• Castor: Positive, but Withdrawn
• Castor and Ricky, Without Fathers
• Ricky Rick and Castor, Getting Very Drunk
• Man Up, and Hold Your Third Kelp Beer
• Castor: Wants To Know, Before He Teaches
• The Alcohol Tolerance of a Sailor's Son

Other

• Ledger: - 1 Nilo

Notes

This was a nice read, great job. Just be careful with italics, since some of his speech was italized and it got confusing trying to figure out if he was talking or thinking. It was good to see Ricky planning for the future as a father, and wanting to see who he could count on, but added to the lightheartedness of the drinking made this really enjoyable. Good job!

Castor :

Experience

• Land Navigation: +1
• Observation: +1
• Socialization: +1
• Drinking: +2
• Teaching: +1
• Storytelling: +1

Lores

• Finding Kelp Bar
• Stopping Conversation in Kelp Bar
• Three Legged Chair: Amusement of the Sailors
• Forgetting to Bring Nilos to Kelp Bar
• Drinking Kelp Beer: So No One Else Has To
• Ricky: Fear the Mind, Not the Magic
• Ricky: Water Reimancer (and Sheilder?)
• Determined Not to Practice Magic
• Reimancy Initiation is Horrific
• Ricky: Warrior Teddy Bear
• Ricky: Thinks Your Positive, but Withdrawn
• Castor and Ricky, Without Fathers
• The Story Of Ricky and Telion
• Ricky Rick and Castor, Getting Very Drunk
• Making An Exit to Match Your Entrance

Other

• Ledger: - 2 Gold Miza

Notes

Castor is quite the adorable character the way you write him, and he added a flair of humor to this thread which was wonderful. It was good to see him let loose and open up a bit to Ricky, also, loved the nick-name! Awesome work.

A quiet song to soothe the heart

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