WAOA Arena

[Chungus]

Solaris nodded in response to Pix after Vera passed her, making it seem she did so in way of a greeting. After blowing a sigh as Vera gave no form of response, she continued on, entering the lounge, and casting a glance over everyone inside while making her way to the bar.

 

[DotSlash]

Carmen looked over at the priest and shrugged. [color=bb0066] "Seeing as I'm a demon, I obviously am religious. Just in a different way." [/color]

She shook her head a bit at Kirby. [color=bb0066] "I don't really see the joke in a 'St. St. Something.'. It's just a highly unfortunate name." [/color]

Seeing Solaris walk in, she gave the woman a small wave.

[hr]

As they walked in, Pix's mouth melded back into the breatplate.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Really? I didn't want to assume. What faith do you identify with?"

 

[Chungus]

As Carmen waved to herself, Solaris gave a good natured wave in turn with a faint smile to go with it, showing no signs of her feelings towards Carmen. Her gaze lingered on Patrick as he talked to Carmen momentarily, but paid it little mind. Walking behind the bar, she looked over to the drinks, and decided on having coffee liquor. Picking up the bottle and a glass to go with it, she turned around, and looked up to the screen after pouring the liquor in the glass.

 

[DotSlash]

[color=bb0066] "Satanism, obviously." [/color] Carmen said nonchalantly. [color=bb0066] "And you, dear?" [/color]

[hr]

Ness was simply standing around in the arena on one of the screens.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"Nothing as prominent as that." Pat said with a chuckle.

 

[Demonjazz]

"... I think it's funny at least." Kirby looked to Father Patrick again "If you think about it the devil is in the right, A slave obey but a man chooses. So was the devil really wrong to choose not to obey?"

 

[FPSfanatic]

Malcor looked around the room, nodding his thanks to Vera. "Skillfully done my dear. Well then, you've been here longer. what spirit shall we partake in?"

 

[DotSlash]

[color=bb0066] "Hmmmm....?" [/color] Carmen asked curiously, taking another sip of her wine. [color=bb0066] "That's only going to make me more interested, dear. Is this something you truly can't talk about?" [/color]

[hr]

[color=00aa44] "Searching databases.... 'Spirits' not found. This unit has not consumed an alcoholic beverage during its time in this facility." [/color] Vera said, scratching the back of her head in response. [color=00aa44] "Suggesting use of idiom 'going with your gut'." [/color]

 

[Chungus]

Well now. You're up soon. Solaris thought as she noticed Ness standing in the arena. She remained standing, occasionally taking a small sip from her glass, moving the liquid around in her mouth for a moment before swallowing, savouring the flavour. Her eyes drifted between Ness standing in place, and the fight between Ragnar and the Meta, feigning an uncomfortable look as she did.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"I just follow a more...personalized religion."

 

[FPSfanatic]

Malcor nodded, and looked over the various bottles. His tone shifted to that of a gourmet, and everyone nearby that could feel it would feel a bit hungrier then they were previously. "hmm... the picquenot, flavoring, alcoholic strength... lets take all of that in account..." he looked through the bottles, attempting to find one in particular.

 

[DotSlash]

The collection of beers and wine Malcor would look at would be ranging from commoner shit to classy as fuck.

Vera just observed from behind the demon's shoulder.

[hr]

As no one entered the arena, Ness sighed as she was put up against grunts once again. Summoning her violet slime SMG, she immediately began to run for cover as the arena shifted into another cityscape.

[hr]

[color=bb0066] "Well, I'll stop prying then. Your beliefs are your own." [/color] Carmen said causally, taking another sip of her wine before noticing her stomach feeling a tad more empty. She gave a sideways glance to Malcor as he walked in and the feeling emerged. [color=bb0066] ...Odd... [/color]

 

[Outisakanobody]

"I'm sorry, I really don't mean to make it sound so cryptic. Really, ask away."

 

[Chungus]

Solaris continued watching the two matches, occasionally taking small sips from her glass. After a while, she picked the bottle up, and still holding the glass, began heading towards the exit of the lounge, but stopped upon suddenly feeling peckish. She hummed softly, before lightly shaking her head, and leaving the lounge, heading towards her suite. Once there, she clammed the bottle between her side and arm, and unlocked the door, entering the suite. "Now would be a good time to return those books." She said to Pix as she approached the table, and set the half full glass of liquour and bottle down, then went to pick up the books.

 

[FPSfanatic]

Malcor eventually settled on a fancy bourbon, pulling it forward and drinking, dismissing the aura of hunger that had gathered around him. his mask thankfully didn't cover his mouth, and so he sipped and handed it to Vera, moving to a table to relax. "Now that seems just fine." he muttered happily.

 

[DotSlash]

[color=bb0066] "Hmm? Really, you don't mind?" [/color] Carmen said, blinking a bit. [color=bb0066] "Then what's the basis of your religion?" [/color]

[hr]

Pix's head popped out of the armor and nodded a bit. [color=80bb00] "Well.... let's get it over with then. And are we drinking after this...?" [/color]

[hr]

Vera took the bottle curiously and down a bit of it. She stuck out her tongue at the odd flavor and took another experimental sip.

 

[Outisakanobody]

"God, I suppose. Though it is a god of my own creation in a way."

 

[Chungus]

"That's what I brought it for, yes." Solaris responded with a nod as she walked back to the door, carefully peeking her head out of the doorway to see if no one was in the hallway before stepping through, closing the door behind her and begibning to walk towards Ness' suite. "I figured that you could do with some refreshments. We'll have do with just the one glass, though, since it would raise questions if I brought two."

Feeling that the peckishness she felt just moments before had lefter, Solaris looked a bit confused for a moment as she walked.

 

[DotSlash]

[color=bb0066] "So what does this God of yours do then and what's their message?" [/color] Carmen asked next, pouring herself another glass of wine and pouring another one as she spoke. After asking her question, she'd offer it to Patrick. Noting the hunger she'd felt had vanished just as quickly as it had gone, she sighed internally. [color=bb0066] ....Is it this priest... that man in the mask.... or that soulless girl? [/color]

[hr]

[color=80bb00] "We can share a glass, no worries~ It's been a while since I've used a straw though." [/color] Pix said, chuckling a bit, albeit softly as they were outside the suite. Once they got back to Ness' suite, Pix picked the lock once again.