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[clavesregni]

WHO: Caitlyn & Co.
WHEN: during Stage II of the Siege of Alem
WHERE: mostly the Wards and the Gut's Bind
WHAT: Ghosts and dead bodies and sieges, oh my!
WARNINGS: will add as needed



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[makemeasong]

[ Clara can't help but laugh, because drunk friends are hilarious friends. But she manages to stifle it, clearing her throat. What the hell, if no one will get hurt, if it is safe. ]

Tell your paladin to lead the way then. As long as it's safe, and you Caitlyn, don't mind the idea of skinny dipping.

[ They're friends, she doesn't want her to feel any sort of awkward later. ]

[clavesregni]

[Internally, Caitlyn is blushing furiously at the idea of skinny dipping. But there is a treacherous little part of her that's curious. She's never done anything so, well, scandalous before. Sober, without a ghost in her head egging her on, she would probably be too embarrassed to ever do it. But now, as it is, that little part of her wants to find out what it's like.

And the ghost certainly doesn't need encouraging. Before she knows it, she's grabbing Clara's hand and striding confidently in the wrong direction before stumbling to a halt, turning around once or twice, and putting an arm around Clara's shoulders to steady herself.]

It's that way. [She doesn't point in any particular direction, and it takes her a moment to start walking.

A thought occurs.] Should we get another drink to go?

[makemeasong]

[ Now that they aren't on tables, Clara feels more relaxed but still protective, though she lets Caitlyn/her ghost friend lead her around. There are times she laughs under her breath, but she's there as support, every time. ]

A drink to go, huh?

[ Caitlyn absolutely does not need more alcohol. ]

After, let's aim for after. Swimming might...you know. Sober us up.

[ Boy is she hoping not to have to argue on this one. She doesn't want her friend to be sick and full of regret later. ]

[clavesregni]

[The ghost groans in disappointment, and Caitlyn only realizes on a delay that the sound actually came out of her mouth. But they're still walking, and at this point they're probably too far away to go back and get a drink.

Unless...

She turns around, and almost walks directly into a wall.

What was she doing again?

Oh. Right. Swimming pool.]

Swimming pool. This way. [She grabs Clara's hand and guides her in a direction. It's a meandering path, and she's stumbling and leaning on Clara plenty, but they'll get there in the end.]