<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323156.msg15527957#msg15527957">Quote from: Avernale on 28-07-2020, 07:34:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Desiree "Coyote" Kyota (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513495#msg15513495)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured (credit to Eleoyasha on DeviantArt (https://www.deviantart.com/eleoyasha))<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Merry Goatherd (bar)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dana McQuarie, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>"That was my stupid friend," Coyote said, glowering at the bar.  "The one that made the stupid map.  <em>Apparently</em>, I followed it to the wrong side of town.  Like, the exact opposite side.  But, of course, she thinks <em>I'm</em> the idiot because I couldn't read her stupid map.  I mean, you saw it, right?  It's total nonsense!  All the landmarks are just random doodles!  Am I suppose to take a left turn at a stray cat? It's absurd!"<br/><br/>She took the drink set before her and downed it in one gulp.  Or, at least, tried to.  She instead choked on it and nearly spilled it all over her with a sputtering cough.<br/><br/>"So much for trying to look cool," she said.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ny2tFm2.png)</div>Name: Dana McQuarie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513548#msg15513548)<br/>Wearing: Little Black Dress<br/>Tagging: Desiree "Coyote" Kyota, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"You get used to it." Dana knocked down her cheap whiskey with one gulp, a happy exhalation full of fire, and slammed her shot glass down with one hard slam and two quick rebounds. "Next time, why don't you just get the address and follow the map on your phone?" She continued fiddling with her glass, a quick tap then a longer one, followed by another long and a short one. Then she shrugged and added, or just put a homing beacon on her. It works for mountain lions, so why not your friend?" The glass clicked again, keeping the long-short cadence for two more beats.<br/><br/>Putting down the glass with another quick tap, Dana then spun the bar stool a few times before unsteadily coming to a halt. "Ooh... Dizzy. Probably should have stopped before that. Anyway, besides going out on the town with bizarre rebus puzzles from your friend for directions, what do you usually do on a weekend Coyote?"