Uldartre Academy (year 2, IC, semi-open)

[Valaran]

"Their's a lot I'd rather do to you as well," Jonas said, looking into her eyes with his piercing, unguessable stare.

The admission fractured her final shred of resolve. Si's resistance had been broken, worn down by the day's events, the alcohol, and the fact that she was in Jonas' arms. The desire flooded back, and she could do nothing to resist. Si was helpless and she loved it. "Oh screw it." she managed eloquently, before she passionately kissed him.

[Woodstovia]

Allen shrugged. "I don't know if I really want much to change, I can bare being Alicia's slave for a little while longer. How long will the operation take to plan?"

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"A lot of people get creeped out by it," Maria told him. "Especially when we start beating them in competitions. Like...for example I'm the Haven's best shooter. I go to the Olympics and shoot rifles and shotguns, and don't even feel the blowback."

Jonas knew at that moment that he had her. As he returned the kiss, a warm glow filled his heart as he held her close, loving the helplessness of his owners body against his stronger one.
"You," he breathed, "Are 1 fantastic kisser. Now," a twinkle appeared in his eye "I ask again. What are your other tallents?"

"A few months," Blacksen told him. "We're going full-scale if this doesn't work, so I'll have to develop contingency plans if things get messy. Do you want me to speak to Alicia for you?"

[Woodstovia]

"No let's talk to her together." said Allen firmly. "She has multiple personality disorder though so she might just forget this or something."

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"Multiple personalities?" Blacksen asked shocked.
"Do tell me about this. From the way she used to look at you, I'd have swoarn that she fancied you. Now she wants to kill you half the time it seems...when did this start?"

[Crumb-Cashew]

Cottura ended the phone call, her face gleaming, when she saw Nik striding towards her. Mewan wasn't with him, she noticed immediately. The two had seemed inseparable; apparently that was not the case.
"Ciao, Nik! It's good to see you again. Where's Mewan?" she asked rather animatedly.

[Camelone]

"That is a bit creepy I must admit. Though I guess it is good for you but I'll stick with how my body is, I just feel comfortable without machinery." Frederick admitted though his stutter was obviously there.

[Woodstovia]

"You keep talking about how she used to be, but I can't remember. I barely remember anything I can barely even remember what my own name is..." Allen said in a worried tone before taking a deep breath and continuing. "I don't know when it started but from what I can gather she has 3 personalities. One where she's very dominant and sadistic, she really hates me during this time. One where she just wants to fuck me, she's still pretty dominant though and she likes me. And one where she's really really kind and likes me, she's more submissive too."

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"That sounds disturbing," Blacksen said, looking concernedly at Allen. "She doesn't hit you over the head, does he? Can you remember anything at all?"

"Well if you're sure," Maria said, ordering herself another beer. "Are you sure you won't drink with me?" she asked. "We do make good beer."

[Woodstovia]

"I can remember certain things like how my father died and how my brother committed suicide and about how insane he was. I can remember my mother and some parts of my childhood vaguely and how I became your slave but apart from that now much..." Allen said.

[Camelone]

"Only if the beer was made by a holy order. Though I'm actually paranoid about people poisoning my drinks so I carry my own with me." Frederick said pulling out a flask from his other pocket "I'll drink my own and you can drink your own."

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"This is bad," Blacksen said, deep in thought.
"Can you remember when you first met me?" he asked. "Do you remember being skilled with a sword? What is your real name?" he finally asked.

"I won't poison your drink," Maria flashed him a smile. "I'm officially a dutchess. We don't go in for all of that here...anyway, I'm sure I can get you something made by a holy Order. The name of certain Gods have certainly been envoked by people drinking it."

[Woodstovia]

"I know it was in Uldartre but no specifics. I don't remember anything about swords. Allen d'Autriche" he said, answering the questions one-by-one.

[Camelone]

Frederick smiled back Maria "Okay I'll concede to that fact. Ask if they have anything from the Trappists or Franciscans please as the barman doesn't like me." He said as he remembered the bad reception walking in.

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"Oh this is bad," Blacksen said quietly before continuing in a clearer voice.

"You were amazing with a blade," he said. "Truely. I'm considered good, and you had me against the wall. Jean-luc...you remember him right, tall scarred man with a growly voice and black hair...had to rescue me. Anyway, that's not your real name. Think...try and remember."

Maria knew just what she'd order. Walking up to the bar, she ordered a pint of Zakarija firewater, which she proceeded to bring back.
"Zakarija firewater," she announced. "Made by the Holy order of Saint Zakarija from an orriginal 400-year old recipe. Very good drink."

[Camelone]

"I don't think I've heard of Saint Zakarija before?" Frederick said, stuttering slightly, though he took the pint hesitantly "I've never drank anything hard before how bad is this?"

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"Patron saint of bullshit," Maria thought before answering him.
"He's not very well-known," she said. "Their's a monastery to him not too far away from here. It's not too strong," she lied.

[Woodstovia]

"I was?" Allen asked excitedly. "I still can't remember though, please just try and jog my memory."

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"I was?" Allen asked excitedly. "I still can't remember though, please just try and jog my memory."

"Take a look," Blacksen said softly, rolling up his left sleeve where a long scar ran up his arm.
"You were an excellent swordsman. And your name...is Aerion Brightflame."

[Camelone]

Frederick raised an eyebrow at that "You've got to be joking." He said not believing Maria though he held onto the pint lightly.

[Woodstovia]

Allen's eyes widened, "Yeah I-I'm remembering more." he said grinning. "Let's go talk to Alicia."

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

Frederick raised an eyebrow at that "You've got to be joking." He said not believing Maria though he held onto the pint lightly.

"It's all true," he said. "Look...I'm drinking the same stuff. If it was harmful, I'd not be drinking it."

"If you wish," Blacksen said, opening the door of the mens toilets and fighting his way through the queue of angry, slightly soiled men which had been forming for the past 45 minutes.

"You're finally back," Alicia said, a wicked smile on her lips as she saw Blacksen and Allen approaching.
"I do hope that you've not been turned into a rabid supporter of football already, have you? We wouldn't want that now."

[Camelone]

'God protect me.' Frederick thought as he conceded again "Okay I'll give." He raised the pint and sighed "For God, King, and Country." He said as a quiet cheer as he held out his cup.

[The greater Vakolicci Haven]

"For a Free Republic," Maria said, clinking her glass with his, before taking a long gulp of the colored fizzy water in her glass. Remembering to gasp as the 'Burn' faded, she placed her glass down.
"What do you think?" she asked.

[Camelone]

Frederick took a small swig and sputtered a bit "The bloody hell. That's strong." He said coughing "I don't even think I've swallowed any."