Post by Ivanka von Kraginskaya on May 19, 2010 22:26:38 GMT -5
"Wow. People here really do get drunk quickly. I wonder what the percentage really is on the drinks..." Ivanka looked at the glass on hand. Diran started to play a tune. A nice soundy one to Ivanka's ears that made her sway to the song a little. It was a miracle Diran didn't start to sing along with the song. Aside from that it was a flute, sounds of individuals who were drunk weren't such a pleasant tune to the ears. A little test was given to Anica. He just seemed to poke her a little and on the floor did she land. That was followed by a few curses. "Wow... her tongue is too sharp! Ivanka thought as her lips touched the rim of the glass that was filled with her alcoholic drink. Everytime she put her lips onto the rim, she felt her lips burning. A perfect sensation.
Anica started to talk that she knew the Armenian. Ivanka started to listen a little attentively know. She slowed down her alcohol consumption and started to listen to Anica's words. Ivanka was about to speak when she heard a masquerade-kidnap event. Ivanka tried to recall her memories. She closed her eyes, still listening to the words of Anica. When Ivanka heard the psycho-bitch that Anica had mentioned, now she remembered! Though Anica, didn't remember her, she seemed to remember Diran. She was surely drunk as she was blabbering everything off.
The dark brunette was about to speak once again when the raven-haired girl mentioned of the old man. Yep! Ivanka called the albino old man. Seeing as he was white haired. No one really had that color of hair. Hers was dark-chocolate-brown! "I'm a little disappointed none of you remember me..." Ivanka told them as she let another taste of alcohol come upon her. Looking at the two whose memories of one another started to flood back, Ivanka also started to remember them. "I was there when the red bitch all came in and ruined my time there..."Ivanka paused. "Yep! I remember both of you a bit clearly now... the sharp-tongue..." Ivanka turned her attention to Anica. "And the sissy-drunk;-turns attention to Diran-, who kept on talking about the destroyed chandelier..." Ivanka looked at the both of them a little closely.
"If you both still don't remember me, I was the one who destroyed that chandelier..." Ivanka looked at them with her dark red eyes.
Anica started to talk that she knew the Armenian. Ivanka started to listen a little attentively know. She slowed down her alcohol consumption and started to listen to Anica's words. Ivanka was about to speak when she heard a masquerade-kidnap event. Ivanka tried to recall her memories. She closed her eyes, still listening to the words of Anica. When Ivanka heard the psycho-bitch that Anica had mentioned, now she remembered! Though Anica, didn't remember her, she seemed to remember Diran. She was surely drunk as she was blabbering everything off.
The dark brunette was about to speak once again when the raven-haired girl mentioned of the old man. Yep! Ivanka called the albino old man. Seeing as he was white haired. No one really had that color of hair. Hers was dark-chocolate-brown! "I'm a little disappointed none of you remember me..." Ivanka told them as she let another taste of alcohol come upon her. Looking at the two whose memories of one another started to flood back, Ivanka also started to remember them. "I was there when the red bitch all came in and ruined my time there..."Ivanka paused. "Yep! I remember both of you a bit clearly now... the sharp-tongue..." Ivanka turned her attention to Anica. "And the sissy-drunk;-turns attention to Diran-, who kept on talking about the destroyed chandelier..." Ivanka looked at the both of them a little closely.
"If you both still don't remember me, I was the one who destroyed that chandelier..." Ivanka looked at them with her dark red eyes.