Out with the old....

[sundead]

Who: Everyone
What: New Year's.
When: Dec. 31st, New Year's Eve, to Jan 1st, New Year's Day.
Where: Everywhere
Summary: It's New Year's, and the people of Luceti have a lot to reflect upon, and to look forward to. And on a more meta level, new journal names.
Rating: We'll see...

New Year's brings images of crowds, and songs, and fireworks; staying up til midnight and watching balls or bells being rung. But Luceti is a different time and place. Whether you're partying with friends or watching the sunrise, what are you doing today?

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[seakingbait]

[She giggles lightly, nodding. Come on, if little Miyabi can handle it, surely she'll have no problem. Right? Once the dish is poured, she takes it gratefully, before carefully sipping it down. After she swallows, her nose wrinkles and her cheeks turn red. She blinks down at the bowl a few times, before shaking her head.]

W-wow. That is strong.

[inkdrops]

[Miyabi laughs lightly, and takes a careful sip of her own dish. She's been drinking this stuff for quite a long time, more in Luceti than back home. It's the drink of her homeland and she's...more or less used to it by now. Plus, with a friend and sibling like Nami, you learn how to hold your alcohol. ...Miyabi is still a lightweight, though, she's just used to this particular drink.]

Mm, you should have had a bit of the Eight Purification sake, when I still had it. It's the legendary sake that downed the eight-headed serpent of myth in my world. The scent alone could best even the strongest drinkers.

It's very, very strong, but the taste is fantastic...if you can handle it.

[seakingbait]

Even someone like Nami-chin?

[She giggles. That girl is pretty tiny, especially compared to the huge fishmen she knows. But she could easily drink any of them under the table.

As good as a drink like that sounds, however, Keimi isn't sure she could come close to handling it. Even the small dish of this sake is leaving her feeling a little light-headed.]

[inkdrops]

[And here's the chaser.] Mm. It's the only time I've ever seen Nami-oneechan drunk.

[Okay, so that's not entirely true. Its one of the three times Miyabi's seen Nami drunk. Like, actually, honestly, and visibly drunk. Miyabi takes another slow sip of her sake, but glances at Keimi as well. She can see the flush in her face, and the growing mistiness of her eyes. ...This could be problematic.]

You don't have to drink it.

[seakingbait]

Wow. [That's like seeing a unicorn, or a mermaid or something.]

I'll... just finish this one. I don't think I need much more than that, Miyabi-chin.

[She chuckles nervously, hoping to hide her increasing drunkenness.]

[inkdrops]

Mhm. I had to have an animal carry her back home. [It was that bad. And like hell Miyabi would let Nami bumble her way back on her own.]

Eh, all right, but I wouldn't give you any more than this, Keimi. I can walk you home, too... [She casts a glance at Keimi's face and downs the rest of her sake, wiping her dish clean.] And O'll tell Sanji-nii to make you something light to eat, too.

[Or a good cure for a hangover the next morning.]