VoyForums
[ Show ]
Support VoyForums
[ Shrink ]
VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: [1] ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 20:38:07 03/31/05 Thu
Author: T'gan & Chuth
Subject: >Morning after<
In reply to: T'gan & Chuth 's message, "T'gan is a lightweight. Bwee! ^_^" on 20:32:36 03/28/05 Mon

They fall asleep without the help of the second half of the bottle, T'gan first and Chuth following after. It's hours later, a new dawn, when T'gan wakes, to the sound of slow, steady breathing and rain drumming on trees and rock, and the sight of Chuth's familiar head, eyes still closed in sleep, and rain falling from a grey sky outside. He has a moment to take this all in, and then the bronzerider begins to stand, and his head explodes with pain. His stomach rebels, too, as he kneels on the dragon couch and clutches his temples, and it takes all his willpower and a lot of hard swallowing to keep from losing last night's dinner then and there. Recognizing the symptoms of a bad hangover, T'gan scowls at the half-bottle of wine. Never again, he vows firmly. It's been so long since he's indulged, it seems, that his normally poor tolerance has completely degraded. Rising, he makes it to the bathing room and immerses himself in the bath, but the water is too warm, only intensifying his nausea. Retreating quickly, he dresses again in his dirty clothing, digs some clean clothes and a wherhide jacket to wrap them in out of a neat pile in a corner, and heads for the stairs. He doesn't want to wake Chuth, but he needs a cold bath - the lake in the Perches will do - and hopefully some kind of headache remedy in the Lower Caverns. No breakfast, though, he decides, shuddering convulsively as his stomach rebels. On his way out, he picks up the bottle, deciding to return it to the Lower Caverns. No sense in Benden white going to waste just because he has no tolerance.

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]
Forum timezone: GMT-8
VF Version: 3.00b, ConfDB:
Before posting please read our privacy policy.
VoyForums(tm) is a Free Service from Voyager Info-Systems.
Copyright © 1998-2019 Voyager Info-Systems. All Rights Reserved.