<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/dea365467d5124c6cbec34019d1d794f_zpse6fcef04.jpeg)</div><br/>Sydney Malorne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247429.msg12254506#msg12254506)<br/><br/><em>Sydney smirks slightly as Ayca begins coughing and sputtering and, thankfully, the wizardess doesn't spare the barmaid a sideways glance, as the sight of the woman's psudo-exposed breasts would likely cause her to forget what she was doing for several seconds, at which time she would burble up ale and mead!  Instead, the girl refocused ahead as she saw her defeated opponent press a switch on her nozzle and sit back in her seat, dripping with defeat.<br/><br/>Sydney wriggled slightly in her barseat in a very brief celebration even as she redoubled her efforts, rhythmically smashing her fists down in a staccato of motion and sending both the philosopher and Yula's containers into a froth of bubbles and then... her eyes crossed.  She swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed again, barely getting a mouthful down before her cheeks were swelling and her eyes were starting to cross!<br/><br/>Abruptly, she jerked her head violently backwards, the hose erupting onto her face and the dark blue fabric of the top part of her dress. For several seconds, she sat there panting as the golden liquid dripped from her short bangs and ran down in rivulets along the contours of her neck and into the small oval which showed off scant hints of her cleavage.  After several moments, the wizardess had the presence of mind to de-activate her valve and then she sat back, panting for several moments...<br/><br/>Eventually, she lets out a soft giggle and turns, staring into Ayca's eyes and then... not into Ayca's eyes.  Her lips twist into a grin and she giggles again.</em>"Ayyyyyca..."<em> she chirps, her voice significantly more sing-songy and slurred than they had been before the sparkling brew had been forced through her system.  </em>"I can... I can... I can see your boobsie!"<em>The wizardess reaches out and tries to point at Ayca's breast but, misjudging the distance, ends up poking the sodden shirt above it instead.<br/><br/>After a second, the woman gasps as though fully processing what happens and she grins.</em>"NEW GAME!  I... you... if you can grab my hand... I'll let go... but if... if you... fall down... heee!"<em>Sydney grins widely again and holds her other hand well above her head and slightly behind her, forcing Ayla to stand up and lean forward against the spell-slinger in order to be able to reach her hand, meanwhile her other hand squeezes and carresses the woman's shirt, effectively fondling the woman while Ayla tries to master her balance enough to do something about it...<br/><br/></em><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sydney's Pump those Pumps!  At 2016-07-08 13:22:03, Faeli (uid: 49010) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90151) -&gt; Philosopher and Yula suffer a +1 to their drink rolls.  Sydney also gains a -1 to her own.<br/>Sydney's Suck that Hose!  At 2016-07-08 13:22:24, Faeli (uid: 49010) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90152) -&gt; Sydney is now very drunk and out of the game<br/>((For the game Sydney proposed, I am up to suggestions, but since I imagine both Dex and Con may well be involved, I went ahead and provided them :P<br/>Dex:  At 2016-07-09 02:43:27, Sydney (uid: 49010) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90163)<br/>Con:  At 2016-07-09 02:48:02, Sydney (uid: 49010) rolls: 2d6 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90164) <br/>Of course, NOW I roll low.  Grumble!</div></div>