"We sure did," Tal agreed, his sadness tempered by fondness as he glanced from Flora and Spice back to Boreal. "An' this one, at least, is spoiled rotten!" He teased his dragon, scrubbing has hand over the scales between her horns as she rumbled happily, one hind talon thumping the floor twice in approval - or possibly agreement. Or por que no los dos?
Tal was in the mood for a little spoiling himself at the moment as he tried to gather his tattered pride and take the stage, but luckily he was in the company of a seasoned professional and she had just the thing. He watched curiously as she worked her bartending magic, and grinned as Spice added the final touch. "See?" he informed Boreal. "Look how helpful y'could be-- hey! I take it back!" Boreal's cheeks had puffed up, smoke emanating from her nostrils as she eyed Tal's trousers with gleeful chaos, but at his retraction she settled for a smoky burp and looking thoroughly smug and pleased with herself.
Tal hurriedly reached for the glass and took a fortifying sip gulp. "Botanicals, huh? Sounds healthy. Thanks, Flora." Carrying the glass with him, he could already feel the heat of the concoction traveling to his neck and ears. The stuff was potent, he decided gratefully, not even thinking to ask what kind of botanicals.
Bracing his shoulders he headed for the little stage and stepped up, tugging the red shirt beneath his black vest straight, and grasping the glass like a lifeline as he looked to the band and gave them a nod.
Tal was in the mood for a little spoiling himself at the moment as he tried to gather his tattered pride and take the stage, but luckily he was in the company of a seasoned professional and she had just the thing. He watched curiously as she worked her bartending magic, and grinned as Spice added the final touch. "See?" he informed Boreal. "Look how helpful y'could be-- hey! I take it back!" Boreal's cheeks had puffed up, smoke emanating from her nostrils as she eyed Tal's trousers with gleeful chaos, but at his retraction she settled for a smoky burp and looking thoroughly smug and pleased with herself.
Tal hurriedly reached for the glass and took a fortifying sip gulp. "Botanicals, huh? Sounds healthy. Thanks, Flora." Carrying the glass with him, he could already feel the heat of the concoction traveling to his neck and ears. The stuff was potent, he decided gratefully, not even thinking to ask what kind of botanicals.
Bracing his shoulders he headed for the little stage and stepped up, tugging the red shirt beneath his black vest straight, and grasping the glass like a lifeline as he looked to the band and gave them a nod.
