Whiskey In The Jar

Oak · 02-23-2012, 10:13 AM

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The two wolves moved slowly and quietly trough the outskirts of the village under the cover of night. It was unlikely that there would even be a scent for the two to catch, but it was a chance that they had been willing to take. Oak did not know Silvano well at a personal level, but as a life long pack member he felt like family regardless and Oak was comfortable asking him to go on patrol with him.

Savina’s words still hung with the rust hued boy, and her decision to dismiss the disrespectful hybrid had shaken him slightly. The pack was not a place for free loaders, it was not a place for those simply looking out for themselves and thinking that way would bring consequences. He was trying to turn away from being concerned with simply himself, and if Oak were to judge his progress he would say he was moving in the right direction.

Blue eyes looked down the alley, searching out for any sign that someone was living with in the village. He knew that Kota had thought about residing in one of the houses, and took that in consideration as they walked down the road.

There was no scent; anything that had lingered after the exile’s departure had been blown away with a wintry wind. He frowned at the thought of the young female that had been with Mar’s. She would grow up as a loner and without the sanctuary of the pack. The male gave a gruff exhale and paused at the door of a particular storefront. The glass of the windows were tracked, but he could make out the long bar along the back of the small dark room. Black paws rubbed the etched letters on the glass window, and made out the name of the establishment.

He gave a smirk, wondering if there would be anything-viable left inside. Maybe there’s something in here. He called to his fellow Dreamer.

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Silvano Sadira · 03-02-2012, 03:30 PM

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I feel like such a fucking derp :|

Silvano was not a very good knight, especially as his training had long since stopped and his horse was only a year old now. Still a yearling, the horse couldn't be ridden just yet, though his back was slowly being trained up to the horses. So he did his duty as best as he could on his own. Oak had approached him about a patrol to check on Mars and see the man had left entirely. Even though he did not foresee much of a threat, Silvano took his obsidian daggers and stuck them into his belt. It was within easy reach, but the man, again, really doubted that he would have to use them.

The village had been relatively deserted, and the man could hardly smell the other man's presence. It was there, but it lingered. It was fading. Mars had to have left. Silvano relaxed a little when the smell failed to get stronger. Oak peered down an alley and approached a building with murky windows. Turning away, he looked down the abandoned street, ignoring the eerie air of absence. He half expected tumbleweeds to roll down the cracking cement. The buildings seemed faded, decaying, but still in relatively good form. About to approach one, Oak called out to him.

Silvano turned and caught his smirk. Slightly confused, he saw the name of the place and his own look mimicked the other males. "Maybe. You think we'll find some?" he asked softly as he approached the door. He pushed it gently, and found it slow to budge open. Growling, he shoved it hard and forced it with a clank against the wall. Dust swirled in the path of the doorway, the light showing it in the air. "I almost think we should hold our breaths," he said, rather dismally.

Oak · 03-06-2012, 12:57 PM

[html]nahhh come on this will be fun ;D

His curiosity swirled, adrenalin slowly leaking into his system as he grew a bit more excited to see what was inside. The Drunken Tortoise sign swung above them as Silvano pushed the door until it gave way. The upside down turtle swayed even as they bother entered. He spoke to hold their breath, but Oak inhaled the dusty air anyways. He snuffled, but the smells told him more about the room then his eyes in the dim light. Oak moved through the room confidently, certain that they would not be surprised by anything popping out at them.

You think its time for a break? Oak asked Silvano as he examined the tables and stools that were littered along the old beaten floor. He picked up on of the few intact stood by a rung and stood it upright beside the worn bar. The russet hued male could not help his wagging tail, the thought of what they might find and for the first time in his life actually try.

Once the stool was rested he continued to move around the room, peeking into the back doorway and finding nothing of great interest in the dim backroom that had likely once held a small kitchen, dishwasher and merry barwench.

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Silvano Sadira · 03-09-2012, 09:54 PM

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Silvano snorted slightly as the other young man suggested a break. A break from what? Walking? He was amused by the thought, though part of his snort came from inhaling floating dust. What a nuisance. Regardless, the knight nodded, then said, "Might as well. I don't think he's here anymore, anyway." It could be their little reward for doing absolutely nothing. Not that he minded much; breaks were perfectly fine. Hadn't they earned it, even just a little bit?

As Oak went behind to look in the backrooms from the doorway, the Sadira brushed past the bar and behind it, eagerly looking for remaining bottles not yet looted by a Dreamer or other canine before the pack as here. Hell, even humans may have looted it back in the day. He crouched, a rather interesting feat considering just how tall he happened to be. Fumbling around, Silvano managed to hit his fingers against a glass bottle neck. Tongue sticking out, he managed to pull it out and set the dusty thing atop the bar with a successful clink.

Oak · 03-16-2012, 01:55 PM

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Oak had grown up in the past months, gained responsibility, felt that weight on his shoulders and wore it proudly. But that could not wipe away all his immaturities, and he found that the bar was just the place to explore a new pleasure that the human’s had left them.

He smiled broadly at the other male’s words. In his mind the absolutely deserved a break. It was hard work keeping to the standard that their mother’s placed on them, and why couldn’t they just take a small break from that as well?

When he returned to the bar-front, he held nothing of great value. There was nothing but dust and broken furniture in the back area but when he saw that Silvano had found his tail began to wag softly. He was hesitant, and moved slowly towards it. He had never drank before, but he knew what sort of liquid resided in the bottle. Think it will be enough for the both of us? He spoke in a seemingly confident way.

He didn’t want to look inexperienced in front of the other male, his chest puffed out a bit as he sat down on the stool. Still he didn’t open it, and waited with a great excitement and anticipation hidden behind his mask.

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Silvano Sadira · 03-19-2012, 10:10 PM

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Silvano brushed off the dust on the bottle, revealing the liquid hiding within the human made glass. After they emptied the bottle, maybe not in this particular sitting, they could give it to Mati or Cambria for storing their things. The dust swirled in the air, and the man watched as Oak sat himself down with an air of pomp. He wasn't too much older than the other male, right? Nah, couldn't have been. He had still been a pup when Anu delivered, that much he remembered. Oak was not much younger, so they were still in the same boat.

"I think it's more than enough for us two. Unless you're a heavy drinker?" he asked, with a great deal of skepticism. Using his teeth, he ripped out the cork. The motion was a jerking one and he tried hard to keep the liquid inside the newly opened bottle. About to try it, the young man removed it from his lips and then set it before Oak. "You try it," he offered, letting the other man have the honor of the first sampling.

Oak · 03-20-2012, 02:01 PM

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Maybe we’ll find more! his reply came with a bit of boisterous enthusiasm, his anticipation breaking through. SIlvano seemed to be a drier creature then Oak, who’s humor was a tinge more easy going and fluid. Seated on the stool Oak was glad to take the first swig. The scent was strong, the sort that touched and burned his nose without much more then an inhale rather then a full sniff. He did not need to examine it further, and let the dusty bottle touch his lips.

He didn’t know what to expect, having only water in the past, and the shock of the hard liquor was at first curious but then turned a bit rancid as it burned its way down his throat. Oak put the bottle on the bar, and sucked in the cool air in the hopes of relieving the fire in his gullet. He needed a moment to recover, and the fired dwindled after a few minutes. He looked at the silvery and brown male before commenting. It’s good. He lied. It was different, shocking his system and yet he liked the feeling.

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Silvano Sadira · 03-20-2012, 04:43 PM

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Silvano gave a light chuckle. "I'm pretty sure we'll find more. These humans really liked their drinks." Though he was silenced when the other male began to examine the opened bottle. He suppressed some rolling laughter as Oak suffered through his first taste of alcohol. The bottle clanked onto the bar and Silvano grabbed it to pull it away from Oak as he gulped at the air as a fish out of water.

"Well?" asked the Sadira, looking questioningly as Oak calmed down, a little bit of apprehension in his voice if not his eyes. When the other male said it was good, he felt slightly relieved, though he could not hear the lie. Putting the bottle to his lips, the only slightly more experienced Silvano took a short swallow. He had had alcohol once or twice before and knew to expect the burning sensation of the raw potency of alcohol. It came and he carefully swallowed the liquid to minimize the suffering. He set the bottle down and then cleared his throat repeatedly to try to rid himself of the sensation. "Holy.. that's stronger than I thought it'd be," he said, suppressing a light cough. "Do you still think the bottle won't be enough?".

Oak · 03-20-2012, 06:28 PM

[html]look at us go!!

All Oak could really do was nod slightly at, emphasizing that it was certainly good. Though, he wasn't sure what it was supposed to be like anyways. The humans has odd habits, and made odder concoctions. But Oak enjoyed the feeling even though the taste was not as pleasant or thrilling. His cheeks felt warm, the sensation rolling from his throat to the rest of his face. He watched Silvano take a taste, a bit of a smaller swig the Oak had drawn, and gave the same sort of response. Oak laughed at his comment, yeah he figured that this would certainly be enough for them both.

But, one never truly knew.

Taking his turn Oak took another gulp, the shock gone but the burning remained. Still, he did not feel the need to cough or the flush that rose in his cheeks and face after words. He passed the bottle, wondering how long it would take to feel the rumored good-feeling that the strong stuff was supposed to give. They drank this a lot? He asked, figuring from his previous comment that he knew a few things about the humans. Tore bay eyes glanced at his face as he spoke, waiting for his next turn.

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Silvano Sadira · 04-24-2012, 02:40 PM

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The drink passed back to him and he took it to his lips once more. He was starting to feel something, but they were both two large males and he knew that humans were smaller than them on average. Humans were small, and even the biggest of them were smaller than Silvano himself. But he was also generally a tall guy, at seven feet. He was a good foot taller than what was considered 'tall' for the humans. Regardless, he was not an experienced drinker and he could hardly say he was a heavyweight when it came to alcohol. His experience was not the best with it, though at least he was with a friend and packmate.

"Sure they did," he nodded, leaning on an elbow wedged into the bar counter. A finger pushed the bottle back to the other Dreamer. "I read somewhere that all they did was drink this stuff. Apparently they poisoned their own water supplies in big towns and had to drink stuff like this. Though that wasn't as strong. I don't know why they really liked this stuff." He gave a light burp, instantly covering his mouth at his disgust. "Ugh, really can't see why."

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