Mercenaries of the Gods: Chronicle One - Stories

Shots and a Butt

Rina downs one of the many shots she put on Grania's tab. "And that was the story of my first fucking hangover." 

"You were supposed to be tellling me how you wer born." Grania says, starting to stumble over her words a bit. She looks at the bartender and demands "More whiskey bartender. Just gif us tha whole bottle!" 

The bartender grabs the bottle and looks at Grania then to Rina with all eight eyes. "She is your responsibility if I give this to you two. Got it Rina." They hiss slightly. "And I am not cleaning up anything." 

With a mischievous grin, Rina replies "Just keep putting it on her tab and I will watch her all fucking night!" The bartender pops open the bottle and places it between them. Rina refills both their glasses and they take a shot. As Rina refills their glasses, from the private room area Alan and Kadlin walk out and casually head toward the dining hall. They spot Rina and Grania and give them a wave. Rina waves back as Grania's eyes lock on Kadlin's butt. Her head sways in sync with Kadlin's hips until Alan and Kadlin pass into the dining hall. With no tact, Rina says to Grania "You were looking at her fucking ass like you want her to sit on your cute face!" 

Grania's face turns bright red and she drunkenly tries to defend herself. "I was so! Wait not! No so!" She burps. "Whaaat one mens no again?" She slams yet another shot. "And whhhho really caresss! She hasss a nice ass!" 

With a smile, Rina chuckles. "I have no fucking argument against that." She takes another shot and pours them each another one. "And my awesome fucking thought you could handle your fucking booze a bit better than this Grania cause you're from Ireland and all even though I know you couldn't fucking keep up with me." 

Grania takes a sip as she tries to compose herself. "I can mosth of the time but tha guild hasss much better stufff than I am useth too." She slams the rest and almost drops the glass. Leaning against the bar she continues. "Thhhha Technomanthhhers don't allow drinthin. Annnd I shhhippp annnd not shhhhooot my drinthss."

Rina laughs hard before she slams her shot. She refills both of the glasses. "You can thank me for that and you should of fucking seen the shit they had before like the shit they called rum could have been chunky runoff from the fucking drainage pond of a troll village on a summer day and beer that was one stage above fermented Gorgon piss and my amazing fucking made them bring in some good shit and I made sure they got the best Irish shit cause it's not a real fucking bar without Irish booze!" 

Grania raises her glass. "Here heeerrrr!" After slamming the shot and slams the glass on the table. She sways a bit to the point it startles her. Once she steadies herself, she looks at Rina with a dirty smile. "You'rrre fucking cute!" 

Rina almost spits up her whiskey. Trying not to laugh too hard, she looks at Grania and says "On that funny ass note I think it's time for bed." She slowly gets up and turns her arms into a grass hammock. A third arm of corn stalks comes out of her back. Carefully it picks up Grania and places her in the hammock as a fourth arm forms and grabs the bottle. Comfy in the hammock, Grania starts ranting about Ireland and being single. Rina laughs and nods while taking her to her room and sipping on the bottle as they go. 

 They soon get to Grania's room and, very carefully, Rina places Grania into her bed and sits on the edge of it. Rina looks around the room as Grania flings off her shoes. There is so little in the extremely plain room; just a bed, dresser, small table with one lonely chair and a door to the bathroom that opens outward cause the bathroom is so small. All of it provided by the Guild. Grania slides off her jeans as Rina realizes how little Grania really has and that she might be Grania's best friend, if not only friend. As Rina starts to wonder more about the new empath, Grania slides under the covers and gets comfy. Rina takes another big sip from the bottle and Grania looks up at Rina with a drunken smile. She puts her hand on Rina's leg and exclaims "I want more shhtory!" 

Rina takes a gulp of whiskey and grins. "I can do that for you young one but only cause you are fucking fun as shit when you're trashed and bought me booze even if you don't know it yet and I love talking about my fucking amazing so let me see if I can remember where I left off..."