Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-25808351-20180118002905

(S9) Marcus looks to Samia and Rinzel with a long drawn out sigh. Though he wants to confront Rinzel, Kurga plops her hand down on his shoulder and diverts his attention. "Yo Marco! Glad to finally see ya here. Come'on, lets go hit the bar!" Kurga then drags Marcus to the bar and orders two glasses of straight rum on the rocks. Kurga takes a sizable gulp of her glass while Marcus orders a fruity drink for Aua.

"Aaaaah!" Kurga shouts as she pulls away from her drink. "That's good hooch! Say what you want about the Vantulos, but they got good rum around here. So, how you feeling after the win against Armata?"

"We didn't win Kurga, he chose to leave. He could have kept going for a long time. When he left, it was as if he'd accomplished something. Like he had no reason to stay longer.... Whatever. He's gone now. So we can all relax." Marcus takes a drink of his rum. Just then the bartender places a red, fruity looking drink in front of Marcus, Aua's drink. He then picks it up and signals Kurga to follow, but not before placing a silver coin down for the bartender.

Both Kurga and Marcus walk back to Samia and Rinzel. While each greeting is pleasant, Marcus' greeting to Rinzel is full of hesitation and reluctance. He then places Aua's drink in front of the Anubis and then pets her head. "I hope my wife is treating you as well as she does me." He says to the Anubis a deep charming voice.

Marcus then scratches Aua's chin and pets her head, before fixing his eyes on Rinzel, who then curls up like a ball, still holding tight to Sheba. Rinzel then buries her face into Sheba's breast, like a child doing so with a pillow. "H-hi M-m-Marcus." She says, her voice muffled by Sheba's chest.