Anne Drunk (log)

 

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: Hello!

Anne Savant: *looks up*
Anne Savant: *nods to Pip*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: How go things around here?

Anne Savant: *nurses a mug of whiskey*
Anne Savant: *shrugs*
Anne Savant: Quiet tonight, really.

Pip Lighttongue: oh

Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: I hear some nut cases are running around here lately

Anne Savant: oh?
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: claiming this place as a city that is entirely mythical
Anne Savant: oh..
Anne Savant: THEM
Anne Savant: *snorts*
Anne Savant: Do not worry about them.

Pip Lighttongue: That’s what I thought
Pip Lighttongue: I’m not

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *takes a gulp of whiskey*

Pip Lighttongue: I find more credibility in Gully Dwarves ruling Trinsic

Anne Savant: *smiles a bit*

Pip Lighttongue: and they can’t count to three

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *nod*

Pip Lighttongue: *eats cookies*
Pip Lighttongue: want some *munch munch*

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *shakes head*
Anne Savant: No…
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: thank you

Pip Lighttongue: okay, more for me I guess
Pip Lighttongue: I love cookies
Pip Lighttongue: Never had any like this back home

Anne Savant: *brow furrows*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: if only I could remember where home was…

Anne Savant: No cookies?
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: not like this

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: oh
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: they were pretty much waybread
Pip Lighttongue: hard as rocks

Anne Savant: *sips whiskey*
Anne Savant: *nod*

Pip Lighttongue: I used them for hoopak ammuntion

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Like most th’ bread I ‘ave eaten lately.

Pip Lighttongue: *looks at bread*

Anne Savant: *picks up a piece of bread*
Anne Savant: THIS is bread.
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *takes a bite*

Pip Lighttongue: nah…I couldn’t fit it in my hoopak

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *blinks, confused*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: The bread
Pip Lighttongue: maybe if I broke chunks of it off

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Wha’ is a hoo.. pak?
Anne Savant: *slurs slightly*

Pip Lighttongue: *holds up staff with sling on the end*
Pip Lighttongue: this

Anne Savant: oh
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: a close range and long range weapon
Pip Lighttongue: All kender have ’em

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Wha’ would you need bits o’ bread for?

Pip Lighttongue: To hit nut cases in the face

Anne Savant: ahh
Anne Savant: Good idea.

Pip Lighttongue: and laugh at them
Pip Lighttongue: maybe if I stuck nails in the bread chunks

Anne Savant: *nods*
Anne Savant: Oo
Anne Savant: Even better
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: and cover them with that purple liquid Asar told me never to touch

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Mm.  Would make som’ pretty ‘splosions

Pip Lighttongue: yep!
Pip Lighttongue: I like fireworks!

Anne Savant: *chuckles some*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Gotta be careful tho…
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *looks down at mug*

Pip Lighttongue: and I don’t like nut cases trying to push my friends around

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: End up like me….
Anne Savant: *mutters*

Pip Lighttongue: whatya mean?

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *lifts a gloved hand to her neck*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: oh that?
Pip Lighttongue: Thats nothing

Anne Savant: *smiles sadly*

Pip Lighttongue: I’ve seen much worse
Pip Lighttongue: You’re still pretty
Pip Lighttongue: *childish grin*

Anne Savant: *snorts again, looking down*
Anne Savant: I got lucky…
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: could have died instead.
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *takes a gulp*
Anne Savant: *sets mug down*

Pip Lighttongue: you seem really sad lately

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *shrugs*

Pip Lighttongue: Don’t be, it’s not good for you.

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: My father taugh’ me to be sens’ble…
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: realistic…

Pip Lighttongue: my grandfather taught me how to pick locks
Pip Lighttongue: and to always look to the bright side of things

Anne Savant: *shakily refills mug*

Pip Lighttongue: My uncle taught me how to use the hoopak

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Good lessons…

Pip Lighttongue: but I didn’t have a father

Anne Savant: *blinks*
Anne Savant: You did not know ‘im?
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: he and my mother wandered off and forgot me when I was young
Pip Lighttongue: I knew him
Pip Lighttongue: He looked like I do know

Anne Savant: oh
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: My grandmother remembered me though, and raised me until my parents got back

Anne Savant: *smiles faintly*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Family is … good t’ have.

Pip Lighttongue: *nods*

Anne Savant: *sips whiskey*

Pip Lighttongue: I had lots of that when I was young
Pip Lighttongue: Granny, Grampy, Uncle Podo…
Pip Lighttongue: Lotsa cousins
Pip Lighttongue: and an older sister I think

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: I only ‘ad my father… most m’ youth…
Anne Savant: Then..
Anne Savant: *frowns*

Pip Lighttongue: oh…
Pip Lighttongue: I see…

Anne Savant: then they killed ‘im.
Anne Savant: *takes long gulp*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: My father died too.
Pip Lighttongue: My mother said he was taken by dragon-men
Pip Lighttongue: never heard from him since

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *looks at empty mug*

Pip Lighttongue: but that’s okay, he had many exciting adventures
Pip Lighttongue: He lived a fulfilling life

Anne Savant: Mine jus’ wanted to live in peace.
Anne Savant: *slams mug down*

Pip Lighttongue: I’m sorry

Anne Savant: Need anoth’r bottle
Anne Savant: *stands unsteadily*

Pip Lighttongue: I didn’t mean to upset you

Anne Savant: *waves hand slightly*
Anne Savant: S’not you, Pip.
(she buys another bottle)
Anne Savant: *stumbles some*
Anne Savant: ugh
Anne Savant: *uncorks bottle*

Pip Lighttongue: maybe you should sit for a while

Anne Savant: *pours mug*
Anne Savant: *nod*

Pip Lighttongue: as so not to hurt yourself

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: I ‘ave done worse than fall down.
Anne Savant: *chuckles some*

Pip Lighttongue: funny thing, I can remember all my family back home….
Pip Lighttongue: *scratches head*
Pip Lighttongue: but I can’t remember where home is…
Pip Lighttongue: maybe if I was hit on the head again

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: ‘ome is where your frien’s are, Pip.

Pip Lighttongue: well, then I guess it’s here

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *smiles some*
Anne Savant: ‘s a good place t’ call ‘ome.

Pip Lighttongue: although one of my friends is still missing

Anne Savant: *speaks slower and groggier*
Anne Savant: who?

Pip Lighttongue: by any chance, do you know Koralk Rah-tiel?

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *blinks slowly*
Anne Savant: *shakes head*

Pip Lighttongue: oh
Pip Lighttongue: well, he went on a long journey

Anne Savant: Do no’ think so…
Anne Savant: oh
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: ‘Round here?

Pip Lighttongue: he was supposed to return a while ago

Anne Savant: ahh

Pip Lighttongue: no, far far off
Pip Lighttongue: he didn’t say where

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: ‘f I ‘ear anythin’… I will tell you.

Pip Lighttongue: He’s Tarakh’s friend too

Anne Savant: *blinks to refocus eyes*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: But I guess he doesn’t talk much about it

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: I do’n talk t’ ‘im much… off-duty tha’ is.

Pip Lighttongue: Asar tell’s me he drinks, smokes and does the Black Rose thing

Anne Savant: *smirks*
Anne Savant: Rose thin’

Pip Lighttongue: He’s…well,….reserved

Anne Savant: S’about righ…
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *head droops forward*

Pip Lighttongue: to tell the truth

Anne Savant: *blinks, looking back up*

Pip Lighttongue: I think he’s shy
Pip Lighttongue: But don’t tell him I said that

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *smiles some*
Anne Savant: I will no’…
Anne Savant: *eyelids half-closed*
Anne Savant: ugh

Pip Lighttongue: *looks around*

Anne Savant: ‘ow they drink thish much, I do no’ know.

Pip Lighttongue: it’s really quiet tonight

Anne Savant: *slumps forward, passed out*

Pip Lighttongue: Ask Tar….um…..
Pip Lighttongue: *nudges Anne*
Pip Lighttongue: are you okay?

Anne Savant: *unconscious, breathing steadily*

Pip Lighttongue: *takes a wet cloth, wrings it out, and applies to her forehead*
Pip Lighttongue: wake up…..
Pip Lighttongue: *nudges some more*

Anne Savant: *eyes screw shut tightly*
Anne Savant: *groans*
Anne Savant: Le’ me… shleep…

Pip Lighttongue: sorry, you blacked out

Anne Savant: *blinks*
Anne Savant: *lifts head slowly*
Anne Savant: Wha?

Pip Lighttongue: You blacked out
Pip Lighttongue: drank too much

Anne Savant: *blinks to focus on him*
Anne Savant: oh.. Pip…
Anne Savant: ‘ello…
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: I do no’… ugh.

Pip Lighttongue: Are you okay?

Anne Savant: *shakes head slightly*

Pip Lighttongue: I think you need bed rest

Anne Savant: *nods once*
Anne Savant: Yesh.

Pip Lighttongue: come on

Anne Savant: I … should go ‘ome.

Pip Lighttongue: hold my shoulder for support if you need to

Anne Savant: *stands very slowly*
Anne Savant: *leans on his shoulder*

Pip Lighttongue: I think home is too far away right now
Pip Lighttongue: how about we put you to bed here?

Anne Savant: I ‘ave a rune…

Pip Lighttongue: oh

Anne Savant: *shakes head*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Pip Lighttongue: I forgot about those

Anne Savant: *rummages through a pouch*
Anne Savant: s’in here… shomewhere
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: ah
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: foun’ it!
Anne Savant: *pulls out a runebook*
Anne Savant: *frowns*

Pip Lighttongue: can you use magic after all that drinking?
Pip Lighttongue: I can’t use it sober

Anne Savant: I ‘ave a scroll…

Pip Lighttongue: thats worse!!!!!

Anne Savant: S’just readin’ i’,,,

Pip Lighttongue: You could read it wrong

Anne Savant: *digs through pouch again*
Anne Savant: *waves a hand*
Anne Savant: S’easy.

Pip Lighttongue: and…..boom!

Anne Savant: *finds a scroll and opens it*

Pip Lighttongue: Uncle Podo did that once!

Anne Savant: *peers at the writing*
Anne Savant: Kal…
Anne Savant: err
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Kal Ert…
Anne Savant: no tha’ s’no’ it
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Kal Ort…
Anne Savant: ah
Anne Savant: better
Anne Savant: Kal Ort Por
(Anne Savant: The spell fizzles.)
Anne Savant: bah!
Anne Savant: *peers at scroll again*

Pip Lighttongue: well, you found it.

Anne Savant: *nods*
Anne Savant: I ‘ate magic…
Anne Savant: *mumbles words to self*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: ‘kay.  I go’ it thish time.
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *pats his shoulder*
Anne Savant: Nigh’ Pip

Pip Lighttongue: Get better soon, and don’t drink so much!

Anne Savant: *nods some*

Pip Lighttongue: Night Anne

Anne Savant: Kal Ort Por

(Of course, who should she run into at home but Tay!)

Tay Trenfenwyd: [Storm Guard, BRS]
You see: Tay Trenfenwyd
You see: Pict Fox
You see: Rone’en
You see: Ssin’urn Elghinn

Ssin’urn Elghinn: Dos have nau Qu’ellar?

Anne Savant: *walking unsteadily*

Rone’en: *looks away*
Rone’en: Nau.

Pict Fox: *adjust the metal choker around her neck while watching him*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *looks to Anne*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Feeling alright Anne?

Ssin’urn Elghinn: Chief?

Anne Savant: *waves at them slightly*

Tay Trenfenwyd: Deal with the boy, I’ll see to her.

Ssin’urn Elghinn: *nods*

Anne Savant: *weaves around the post*
Anne Savant: *tugs on the door*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *mutters*

Ssin’urn Elghinn: Vel phuul dos ghil?

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Tay Trenfenwyd: Anne?

Anne Savant: *sits down heavily*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: *looks up*
Anne Savant: *tries to focus on him*
Anne Savant: oh
Anne Savant: ‘ello, Tay.
Anne Savant: *hic*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *tilts his head, looking at her*

Anne Savant: *sits up some*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Tay Trenfenwyd: Mind if I sit down?

Anne Savant: *tries to straighten shirt*
Anne Savant: *waves vaguely toward the south wall*
Anne Savant: Shure…
Anne Savant: *clears throat*

Tay Trenfenwyd: So, what’s the ocassion?
Tay Trenfenwyd: Anne, why have you been drinking?
Tay Trenfenwyd: That isn’t like you at all.

Anne Savant: *shrugs*
Anne Savant: ‘alf tha Roses do.
Anne Savant: *hic*

Tay Trenfenwyd: You’re better than that.
Tay Trenfenwyd: So I want to know why.

Anne Savant: *looks a little perturbed*

Tay Trenfenwyd: Well?

Anne Savant: ‘elps me sleep.

Tay Trenfenwyd: Upstairs, Anne.

(He herds her upstairs where there are fewer Roses milling around)
Anne Savant: *nod*
Anne Savant: *stands slowly*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *puts a hand on her shoulder to guide her*

Anne Savant: *trips over the first step*
Anne Savant: *swears*

Tay Trenfenwyd: In the infirmary.

Anne Savant: *puts a hand against the wall*
Anne Savant: S’okay, Tay.
Anne Savant: I am fine..

Tay Trenfenwyd: Have a seat.
Tay Trenfenwyd: Before you fall over.

Anne Savant: bah
Anne Savant: I only ‘ad a little.

Tay Trenfenwyd: That’s obviously more than enough.
Tay Trenfenwyd: *sits down on the floor in front of her*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Now, talk to me.

Anne Savant: I tol’ you.  S’ta ‘elp me sleep.

Tay Trenfenwyd: Why are you having trouble sleeping?

Anne Savant: *shrugs*
Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: Jus’ ‘ave.

Tay Trenfenwyd: *folds his arms*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Anne, am I your friend?

Anne Savant: *looks at him*
Anne Savant: o’ course.
Anne Savant: *hic*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *nods and smiles slightly*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Then as your friend, I know you don’t do this, especially naut in front of the men.

Anne Savant: I did no’ know anyone was ‘ere.

Tay Trenfenwyd: *looks at her*

Anne Savant: I came ‘ome ta sleep.

Tay Trenfenwyd: Anne, if anything is wrong, I’d like to know, so I can help.

Anne Savant: *sighs*

Tay Trenfenwyd: I’d hoped I had gained your trust.

Anne Savant: *blinks, trying to stay focused*
Anne Savant: *hic*

Tay Trenfenwyd: As you certainly have mine.

Anne Savant: *hic*
Anne Savant: You ‘ave… have, Tay.
Anne Savant: *looks at him as seriously as she can*

Tay Trenfenwyd: Here, just a moment
Tay Trenfenwyd: *stands up and pulls out a  cup*
Tay Trenfenwyd: *pours a bit from the bottle into it*

Anne Savant: *hic*

You see: Jaana’s Hangover Remedy
Tay Trenfenwyd: *hands her the cup*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Drink this, it should help some.

Anne Savant: *takes it*
Anne Savant: *looks at it*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *sits back down on the floor*

Anne Savant: No.
Anne Savant: *firmly*
Anne Savant: *hands it to him*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *nods slightly*
Tay Trenfenwyd: *sets the cup on the ground beside him*

Anne Savant: *speaks quietly, but a bit clearer*
Anne Savant: I have not slept well in a few days…
Anne Savant: the drink helps.

Tay Trenfenwyd: *nods slowly*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Have you any idea why you haven’t slept well?

Anne Savant: *nod*

Tay Trenfenwyd: Can you tell me?

Anne Savant: *looks at him sadly*
Anne Savant: Not now.  Tay.  I am sorry.

Tay Trenfenwyd: *smiles slightly*
Tay Trenfenwyd: I understand.
Tay Trenfenwyd: I’m always ready to listen, whenever you are ready to tell me.

Anne Savant: *nods*
Anne Savant: Thank you…
Anne Savant: *reaches up and squeezes his hand*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *squeezes her hand back and stands up slowly*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Do me a favor?

Anne Savant: hm?

Tay Trenfenwyd: Take anything besides alcohol to get to sleep.
Tay Trenfenwyd: You’re brilliant with herbs, you should know something.

Anne Savant: *snorts quietly but grins*

Tay Trenfenwyd: Can you do that for me?

Anne Savant: Nothing else ‘as worked as well….
Anne Savant: *clears throat*
Anne Savant: but I will try others.

Tay Trenfenwyd: *smiles slightly*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Just try other things for a few nights.
Tay Trenfenwyd: That’s all I’ll ask of you.

Anne Savant: *nods some*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *nods*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Then get some rest.

Anne Savant: *blinks again, losing focus*
Anne Savant: *nods*

Tay Trenfenwyd: *pats her lightly on the shoulder*
Tay Trenfenwyd: Good night, Anne.

Anne Savant: Nigh’, Tay.

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