Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-28358106-20180211052017

(S9/Lilrava) The little handheld helicopter and its two passengers come closer to the hubbub. Lilrava by now can very clearly see the mayhem that is going on, and she can easily infer by Tirush's sway that she is drunk---as if her erratic actions aren't a dead giveaway.

"Wook! Mama T is bewow us!" Gemmi kicks her little legs excitedly as they begin to fly over the ruckus. Without warning, she drops from the helicopter.

"Wheeeeeee! Hewwoooooooooo, Mamaaaaaa!"

Tirush, hearing her name, spins around, looking for the caller. She bends over, looking under a table.

"Nngh...who? Whozzat?"

Gemmi falls like a cannonball, her momentum carrying her down at a high rate of speed. She's aimed for that table that is next to Tirush, and she makes it...almost.


 * WHAM!!*

She lands on the end of the table, causing its other end to flip up.


 * WHACK!!*

The end of the table rockets upwards and whacks Tirush under the chin like she's been dealt a mighty uppercut. The Copper Wyvern totters back a step or two, her eyes wide in shock...slowly, they roll up into her head...

THUD.

...And, wobbling slightly, she falls straight onto her back, collapsing like a tree that's just been felled. She falls with a crash, wings splayed, legs spread-eagle.

Slowly, softly, the thoroughly knocked-out Tirush begins to snore.